Concept
A down-on-life mid-30s man responds to an unusual ad for a therapist. Where she claims to use visualization exercises so he will see the world differently, but the world doesn't just 'seem' different, it *IS* different.
...?? then what happens ??..
maybe he's frustrated that his wife has let her body go, and no longer seems interested in sex (which after lots of avoidance and innuendo, he confesses is because she doesn't give him oral)
the therapist asks some questions (who pays the bills in the house? does she work? how tall is she? does she run any clubs or organizations?) then she presents a rational explanation... oral is a very vulnerable act.. and new partners feel admired and empowered... as relationships grow, the male tends to take a dominant role, and the female a submissive role, and she doesn't feel comfortable being that vulnerable anymore. / if he wants that to change, he needs to admire her, make her feel attractive.
maybe the more hot he makes his wife, the more of a "slave" to her he becomes...
aka, she's embarrassed, but she asks him to buy her a boob job. she knows it's vain, and women being held to an unreasonable standard.. but she can't escape how much society shows off this female ideal. in tv shows, magazine covers at the supermarket, half the moms in her yoga classes. everywhere she goes women have unnaturally big and firm breasts, and she can't help but feel she doesn't measure up.
he talks to the therapist about it.. and magic, it changes... when he curiously asks her about her boobs, she talks about how lucky she is, as most women have to get fake tits to look as good as she does.
aka, she asks if he ever thinks she's too short (5'4")... (no) he wants to know why.. she explains how she wants to be taller. that she feels so intimidated, in so many situations. especially at night..
he talks to the therapist about it... (how tall?) as tall as she wants.... and then she's 6'2", two inches taller than him, 6" taller in a typical for her 4" heel. she lords it over him, and how much she loves it, and how much he loves it.
aka, she wants him reciprocate oral, and uses a flirty beg to get him to do it... he can't say no, but he doesn't like it
so he talks to the therapist about it.. and how he doesn't like it.. and if only he liked it maybe he would satisfy his wife
and then not only is he into giving her oral, but she knows it, and she teases him with her vag smell, and knows letting him lick her clit is a reward for him
First session is free. She asks him to talk about his problems, and explain how her exercises work.. that the mind sees what it wants to see.. "rose colored glasses".... she explains that the world isn't as "real" and "tangible" as people think, and that the mind and perception plays a huge role. she uses an example with peolpe who see delusions, and asks if he thinks they are really seeing it their mind... (yes) he's right, they are... but for therapists, someone is only delusional if they are seeing negative disturbing things, if they are seeing amazing great things, there isn't any problem at all... but she warns him that in order to see the world differently, you have to be willing to find out the world isn't what it seemed, that things can be quickly and radically different, because your mind shapes perception.
he has to vividly describe how things should be different. He finds it a little silly, but some little things work.
A week later, he's back in there, and excited, and happy about the changes. "so you're life's perfect? you don't need me anymore?" .. of course not. he talks about some more problems. "i can help you repair them, but this won't be for free...." she explains how much he'll pay... and he balks... she tells him if it doesn't work as well as the last time, he can ignore the bill and just never come back. - of course it works, surprisingly well
this creates a regular pattern... a couple months later, his house is clean, he dresses better, feels better... and she encourages him to "really tackle some big stuff. what do you *really* want?" ...
he is stumped, so she prompts him to take out a picture of his girlfriend/wife.. and asks him if, looks wise, she's his ideal type. he hems-and-haws, trying not to admit he's with a girl who is very mediocre looking.... she leads him through the exercise of asking him exactly what he wished she looked like...
she asks very detailed and arousing questions about what he's most attracted to in a woman, physically. he doesn't really want to answer, but with some goading, and a reminder of how good the results are, he finally coughs up some vague body type preferences.
with that out of the way, she asks about personality... starting in a more benign realm of demeanor, but eventually asking very directly and pointedly about libido, sex drive, bedroom behavior, public affection, clothing preferences, etc...
he uncomfortably answers to the best of his abilities.. he's also pretty vague about this stuff... but when talking about libido and sexual activity, he asks her to really be honest with himself, and get down to "brass tax". does he have a favorite activity (sex, oral, handjobs, teasing, role play, bondage) or does he just like variety? ...and "how many times per week do you want your dick sucked?" he gets uncomfortable and tries not to answer, but she pushes him with her techniques. how is he supposed to get what he wants in the world, if he can't even be honest with himself about what that is.. she attacks his fears.. "what will happen if you give me a number? will the world end? will lighting strike down? will you be disappointed if you don't get that? you havn't been getting it your whole life. or maybe you'll be disappointed when you do get it... because you actually want what you currently have"... finally he gets frustrated, and blurts out a number, "one or two times....", and she praises him for being honest, "great, i think you deserve a good dick sucking one or two times a week", and he sheepishly ads, "actually, it would be really awesome if it was more like one or two times per day".... "now we are really getting somewhere."
..then she asks him to visualize it, repeating it back to him in a sexy voice (basically dirty talking) and making him erect.. he shifts it and tries to hide it, but she confronts that and says it's only natural, for him to be turned on, imagining the wife he'd like to have... and then she continues
when he gets home, he's beyond stunned by the woman who answers the door. it's his wife, but much better looking! At first he thinks he's being tricked... (that it's a sister or a cousin, and the therapist is in on the whole thing) but his wife has no idea what he's talking about. it doesn't take long for it to lead to sex.. (she cancelled the boring plans they were supposed to have, and thought they could stay in. (which he's happy about), and she could use help with something... he follows her to the bedroom, where she closes the door, and declares she's really "in the mood to have sex". Then she proceeds to striptease seduce, tease, and fuck his brains out.
the next day, when they wake up, she is happy, and loving, and starts to casually and optimistically talk about her day.. meanwhile, she reaches into his pants and starts stroking him into an erection, "but before i get going with all that, i want to suck your cock. a little extra protein in the morning is good for my keto."
when she leaves the bed, he immediately calls his therapist and leaves a crazy excited message on the machine. Then he starts rummaging through his wife's closet and drawers, surprised at the much sexier and more attractive clothing. especially when he finds the lace underwear and lingerie.. he holds it up, impressed, and just then she walks back in, pleased that he's checking her sexy undies out... using it as a chance to flirt, and offer to wear it for him tonight.
he talks to his guy friends, telling him the story.. they pass it off as nothing... he pulls out his phone to show them a picture of his wife, but realizes he only took pictures of her "before", but then he's shocked when all his pictures look like his new wife. he shows them the pictures, and they are all like "duh, of course that's your wife".... he thinks he's going crazy
another flirty fuck bunny session, maybe some public flirting.. who knows
back in the therapist office, he rambles on crazy for a few minutes... about how different his wife is... how at first he thought it was crazy, but it's totally amazing. even more than her looking better, she is so much more "fun"... the therapist challenges to know what kind of things they've been doing together, "did you go to a movie? a show? play tennis?" ... no, mostly sex, lots and lots of sex. suddenly she loves giving me oral. she did it nine times since last tuesday, which might be more than she did in the prior eight years of marriage".. the therapist repeats, "im guessing one or two times a day? isn't that what you said you wanted?" ...
he has a "holy shit moment", and thinks something magical or mystical is going on here... who is she? then he gets scared. is he dead?
she uses the freudian/socratic method.. "does something have to be going on? is there some kind of problem? do you want to be dead?"
he rants on about how "while the past week has been amazing, people don't just instantly change. what is going on here?!?"
she gives him a monologue.. reminding him about how she warned him that she's teaching his mind to see the world in a different way, and he has to be willing to let the world be different if he wants to get the things he wants... then she challenges, "do you like things the way they are? or do you want them to go back to before?" ... he backs off, of course he wants them to "stay like this"...
"excellent, then we've made some real progress. in fact, i think we should take a four week break, while you get use to these changes. i'll see you on november 20th. your bill for today and the next month will be $8000." (holy what?! why is it suddenly $8000) "i'm not like other therapists. i get you real results, and i expect to be paid for it. are the changes in your wife not worth $8000?" (ohh, they totally are) .. great, then I'll expect your check soon, and ill see you on november 20th.
His mind is spinning about the fact that just some mental tricks can cause these changes.. he rambles on like a crazy person with his guy friends about how they "have to go see this therapist" ... he gets excited about the idea that he can change "just about anything", and tries to repeat the visualization techniques to make some more changes.. but it doesn't do anything.
he asks his wife some vague questions, about whether she thinks people can change.. and whether she's always been this into sex... "wow, that's going way back, i dnuno, i guess it was my first college boyfriend, kayle" about how, like most college girls, she didn't really like (oral euphemism) but all college boys love it, so she thought it would be good to get really good at it...so she watched a bunch of youtube videos, and read a couple books, and practiced, and thought about the reason she was doing it.. (talk about how most girls dont like the taste of cum, but she likes giving oral so much, she's kind of grown to like it) prided herself that every guy she's ever been with (including you) claims she gives the best head they've ever had... and since we've been married for 8 years, i certainly hope that's still true! she jests. "why do you ask? am I slipping? is it not creative enough?"
"no, it's not that. it's just. i just don't know how i got so lucky, to have you for my wife. you're amazing, babe. you give the best head i've ever had, by far."
"aww. that's so sweet, but I don't believe you. I mean, I believe you, but you must have brought it up for some reason. i admit lastely i've been just into the daily ritual. I'll think about it and surprise you with something special."
At his next appointment, he struts in like he owns the world. when the therapist asks how he is, he's "Amazing. Remarkable." he gushes on about how it's not just the sex. i mean, that's great, but he and his wife seem so much happier. they spend much more time together. talking, doing things." / she prases him, not for his life being better, but for the changes he's really making inside. how much progress he's making realizing that he's the one who creates his reality. he's the one who defines what attracive and satisfying is. he's in control of his own life. after a long pause, she asks, "so have you put any thought into what we're going to work on next?"
"sort of. i actually made a list, and i tried the techniques on my own, but the things i tried to change don't seem any different. so i'm wondering if there are some kind of guidelines or bounderies to the types of things i can get myself to see differently. though I admit, this is all making my head spin, because I don't understand how seeing things differently is getting me more oral sex."
"i can see how that might be confusing, but it sounds like deflection. did you write this list down?" it's burning a hole in his pocket, but he doesn't answer. "are you strong enough to show me the list? you can just hold onto it for a while if you're not ready. we can meet to talk about it next month."
"wait, next month? what happened to next week?"
"well. if you're not ready to share your next goals, then there isn't much to discuss, so I find giving you time is the best course of action. shall we wait until next month, or would you like to show me the list?"
he reaches into his pocket, pulls it out, knowing full well the kind of selfish, childish, indulgant things are on it. his hand shakes holding it. "i can see you're struggling with this. do you see how hard the mind holds onto the reality we are stuck with, rather than ascend to the reality we'd prefer. my process is about accepting change. each time it starts with a step forward. like before, we know that if you give me that piece of paper, the world will not end. lightning will not strike you down. you're wonderful, and it sounds like improving, marriage will not crumble.
he hands over the paper... she reads it, "ahh. mmm, hmm. yes. i see that. you certainly were very specific in this list. is it okay if i read them back to you?" he starts to feel clammy chills of embarrassment, regretting he even gave her the list. but the damage is already done. he nods his head.
she reads out the list... which includes his fantasies.. that his wife is