Disclaimer: This is an erotic role-play script that involves incest, rape, and therapeutic malpractice. The author doesn't approve of any of these things outside of role-play between consenting adults.

In this erotic role-play, a nervous wreck of a mother brings her son to her hypnotherapist's office to try to get the boy over his Oedipus complex. The therapist decided it would be better for the mother's mental health if she was hypnotized and programed to accept her son's "unique" love for her.

Here's the character list:

M: Mom

T: Therapist

I originally intended for this to be FF4M but halfway through writing I realized that one of the characters would spend 90% of the audio semi-conscious, I figured it wouldn't really be fair. So I think it would probably be fine if there was a single actress doing the voice of both. I even wrote it so it can be read as a F4FM script by simply ignoring the mother's lines. This is my first attempt at writing a hypnosis script so I'm probably going to make mistakes. I'm only vaguely familiar with how it works seeing as how I've only ever listened to erotic hypnosis and never taken a class on it. I figured it would at least be entertaining. So if you think you can improve on it, go right ahead.

If you find problems with the script and you want to address the issues in the performance, go ahead. I wrote it over the course of a week so it might not be very consistent.

And now without further ado, let's get to the script.

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-T: So Miss Jones, for what do I have the pleasure. I love your skirt, is it new? You mentioned your son had an issue over the phone, I assume this handsome young man is him.

(You're going to need to play the mother like she's a complete nervous wreck in this opening.)

-M: Fix him!

(Pause)

-T: Fix him?...You're aware I'm a therapist and not a vet right?

-M: No not like that! He's been... well he... he wants me alright!

-T: Miss Jones, I need you to take deep breaths. You don't need elevated stress to tell me what's happening. Could you elaborate please?

-M: I-I was looking through his computer and... there was... there was so much of it. Pictures, videos, stories. All of them about mothers and sons doing... wrong things. I need you to fix him! Fix him so he doesn't like those things anymore! Please!

-T: So let me get this straight. You found porn on your son's computer that are about mothers and sons having incestuous sex.

-M: (Vigorously nodding) Uh huh, I think he has that Oh-dipus thing. The thing that greek guy had.

-T: Oh-dipus? You mean you think he has an Oedipus complex?

-M: No, the one that has an 'O' at the beginning .

(This is just a little joke about how Oedipus is pronounced)

-T: (Little frustrated) But it's... sure. Anyway Miss Jones you really need to relax. You haven't had a been this prone to a breakdown in a long time. I'm going to put you in a little trance. Okay. Just like we've done for years. Then, while you're out, I'll help your son.

-M: Yes, yes that's exactly what I need.

-T: (In an even more comforting tone) Go ahead and lie down Mis Jones. I'll help you and your son through this. You don't have to worry about a thing.

-M: (lying down) Thank you so much Doctor. I've been beside myself all night, I have no idea how to handle this.

-T: Don't worry miss, you will how to handle this soon. (At this point, she starts hypnotizing the mother) Just like all the times before. I want you imagine yourself melting into the couch. Do you remember the trigger phrase I gave you that would instantly bring you to the deepest part of your psyche?

-M: (Droningly) Yeeeessss

-T: Good. Puppet Time *Snaps\*

-M: (Goes into deep trance)

-T: Now, Sharon, I'm going to talk with your son. And I want you to completely ignore everything we say. Every single syllable will go in one ear and out the other until I whisper in you ear the words, "Puppet Time." Then you will be allowed to listen again. Do you understand?

-M: Yeeesss...

-T: Good *Snaps\* Sleep

(The doctor lets out a long, drawn out sigh then starts talking to the son)

-T: You really fucked her up didn't you. She hasn't been this much of a nervous wreck since your father died. Over the last few years I've had to basically re-train her brain on how to respond to stressful situations, what to do if her cards decline, what to do if her son scrapes his knee, what to do on a first date to not scare off any man interested in her. I've had to basically teach your mother how to take care of herself and you almost undo it completely just by looking up some mom/son porn? I guess she wouldn't know how to handle this situation even if she didn't have her condition.

-T:(Sigh) No, not your fault, not really. She was looking through your computer and something this stressful had to happen sometime. I was just hoping she could have gotten remarried or gotten a partner to support her. But a lot of her current stress is coming from her worrying that she'll never find someone.

-T: Hmmm, this might be a bit strange but how far does this mommy-kink go? Does it go far enough that you actually want to fuck your mom? (Pause as he answers yes) Mmhmm, and how far does that desire go? Would it be a simple, physical thing, or is there a deep, emotional purpose to it?

(Pause)

-T: Well isn't that romantic? You love her that much? (Whispering to herself) This could actually work.

-T: We could just have her repress her memory of finding your porn, have everything go back to normal, until you forget to delete your internet history again... or... we can teach her how to handle this situation properly. And while we're teaching her how to react, we can make her look at the relationship between you two in a different light. Make her appreciate your... unique affection. Follow my lead, strip down while I'm talking to her.

-T: (Speaking to the tranced out mother in a calm, hypnotic tone) Puppet Time *Snaps\* Sharon, you've been letting stress get you far too worked up... Mmm we need to empty your head of all those concerns... all those things making you feel stressed, anxious, let them all melt away to the bottom of your skull. When I snap my fingers, you'll feel every worry you have slide down to the back of your throat. Three... two... one...

[[[The stuff between this and the next tripple-bracketed statement are completely optional. I decided to include it in order to give the hypnosis fans out there a fun little trip. This section is mostly a BJ scene where the therapist goes into detail about HOW the brainwashing works and giving the mother the instruction to suck her son's cock whenever she feels overwhelmed. It's optional for those actors that aren't confident in their abilities to do hypnosis audio. If you think you can pull it off then go right ahead.]]]

*Snaps\*

-T: Now let it slide down. Every stress inducing thought will just glide down to the back of your throat like sands in an hourglass. (sensual sigh) And now that your head is nice and empty of all those bothersome thoughts, we can train you even better than before.

-T: First of all, we need to reevaluate why you came here. You went looking through your son's computer and found media showing intimate love between mothers and sons. I'm not going to ask you why it scared you so much, because I already know why. You weren't afraid that your son's attraction to you was going to be a problem, you were afraid it'd be the solution. You've been feeling such loneliness for years, simply knowing that your own sweet, loving son was ready and willing to end it, that is enough for it to be a massive temptation for you. A strong, handsome young man ready and willing to love and dominate you the way you dream of? You know you're not strong enough to resist that. You're not even strong enough to resist me. *Snaps\*

-T: Deeper *Snaps\* Go deeper into trance let every worry you have slide down the inside of your skull and stick to the walls of your throat, it's not enough to bother your breathing, but enough that you can feel it. You need something to wash it down. Don't worry, we'll get you something, but first we need you to do something. When I next snap my fingers, I want you to tilt your head to the side so you're facing your son standing next to the couch. Then I'm going to need you to open your mouth a bit Sharon. Just relax and let it fall open for your son. I want you to do this in three, two, one *Snaps\*

-T: There we go. Now there's something you should understand Sharon. Six inches away from your face, is your son's cock. *Snaps\* Let those worrying thoughts slide down. This is a good thing. Your son's cock was made for you. It was designed by your womb, it's perfect for breeding you. *Snaps\* This is a good thing.

-T: Now picture it, your son's perfect, hard cock is so close to you. You can feel the heat coming off of it, lashing at your lips, making your mouth water. *Snaps\* This is a good thing. Because below your son's dick, brewing and churning in his balls, is his sperm. When you swallow that warm, sticky seed, you'll feel every single worry you have get washed down. When I count down and snap my fingers, you will feel your son insert his penis into your mouth, and you will accept it. You don't need to suck on it hard, just let it into your mouth and nurse on it. Like your son did to you when he was young. Three, two, one *Snaps\* there you go.

-T: Your son's dick is resting comfortably in your mouth. Don't be afraid to swallow your own drool. That alone is starting to dislodge some of your worries. You can feel them slide down your throat, past your stomach, glide over your heart before finally settling along the lining of your wet pussy before leaking away. This is how your body will process stress from now on. It will slide out of your head, down through your body, and leak away from your pussy. Not all of your worries will leak out so easily, but we'll deal with them later. The important thing is, once your son cums in your mouth, the way you deal with stress will change. When you start getting overwhelmed, you need to find your son, and start sucking on his dick. Once his cock and cum are in your mouth, you'll start calming down, then, after he's cum, you'll be relaxed enough to handle the problems one step at a time. But from now on, you will process stress, by becoming aroused. *Snaps\*

-T: Your son is nice and hard in your mouth, but he needs help to finally push him over that edge. When I count down and snap my fingers, I want you to take your hands and pull up your skirt until your panties are visible then I want you to lift and spread your knees so your son can see. Three, two, one *Snaps\* (Pause) There you go. *Snaps\* sleep. Go deeper into trance for us, let your arms fall to the side and relax even more.

-T: Mmm, your son is looking at your pussy Sharon. I can see a little wet spot on your panties. *Snaps\* This is a good thing. It shows us that the treatment is working and your son is proud he's done this to you. He's got such a hungry look in his eyes. I know what he wants, and he will get it. But first he needs to get his load in your throat.

-T: When I count down and snap my fingers, you will start sucking on your son's cock with the sole purpose of getting his cum in your mouth, you will be allowed any head movement you feel is necessary for this goal but you will not be allowed to move your body, and you will not stop until I snap my fingers and tell you to sleep. Three...two...one *Snaps\*

-T: There you go. Keep sucking. Once his warm, thick load gets in your mouth, it's going to completely alter your mind forever. Don't worry, this is for the best. But even if you do worry, that will only turn you on more.

[At this point, you can improv a little bit, drag out the cocksucking for a little bit longer. Maybe you can tease the son a bit about how he's about to rewrite his own mom's brain to make her suck his dick as a stress relief, Just make sure to whisper when you talk to the son so the audience doesn't get too confused.]

-T: Mmm, your son is close, he's about to cum, but I'm NOT going to let him. Mmm I'm grabbing the base of his cock right now while you're sucking on the head. He wants to cum in your mouth so desperately, but I'm going to hold it until I'm done with the countdown. Three...two...one. There, drink up and swallow your son's seed, but don't stop sucking on his dick. Get every sneaky drop until he starts going limp.

[[[This is the point where the optional section ends if you're going to skip over the BJ section for the sake of length, I'm totally fine with that but everything below this is the main course]]]

-T: *Snaps\* Sleep Sharon. Go deep into trance, let your mouth open and relax. Feel all your stressful thoughts slide down your throat, through your body and fill the lining of your beautiful wet, pussy. You can feel them, shuffling around your cervix, making it almost itch. It's okay to feel arousal from it. It's completely natural.

-T: This will need to become more intimate for the treatment to become fully effective. When I count down Sharon, you will feel your son get on the couch and lie on top of you. He will hold you closely, but he will not penetrate you... yet. Think of this as more of... a full body hug. When I count down and snap my fingers, you will ignore any touch you receive until I snap my fingers again, Three, two, one *Snaps\*

(Pause as the son gets into position)

-T: *Snaps\* Sleep. Deeper into trance... I want you to feel him now. Feel your son embracing you. His arms wrapped around your body, his heartbeat again your chest, his head laying in the crook of your neck. You can feel his cock against your mound and his balls rubbing against your sensitive pussy... They're working overtime right now. Those balls are already so full. Mmm If you focus, you can almost feel them churning with his hot, potent seed. He's so horny right now it's amazing. He loves you so much, his love is overflowing from his thick cock, it's going to overwhelm both of you. And there's nothing you can do to stop it.

-T: Just think about how close you are to your son. The only thing between his cock and your pussy is a pair of soaking wet panties. You're entirely under his power, you're too weak to resist his advances *Snap\* Resist his love *Snap\* resist his cock. *Snap\*

-T: Just imagine how cathartic it must be for him. He's such a big, strong boy. And right now, he has a beautiful, sweet, fertile woman underneath him, completely at his mercy. But it's not like this is any different than how it's been for a while. I think it's time that I dissolved this illusion of bodily autonomy that you have. Let's point out the obvious here. At any point in the last few years, he could have done much worse than look up some mommy-porn. He could have actually gone into your room at night, grabbed you, and taken you against your will. (Giggles) are you imagining it right now Sharon? Are you picturing your big, strong boy on top of you, pinning you down and rutting into you inch by inch as his cock gets closer to your womb.

-T: I know, you're thinking about it Sharon, because you had that dream for a month straight after seeing your son's dick in the shower last year. But that isn't the end of it, you always talked about what would happen if he came inside you. You always described it as being "overwhelmingly trapped." You said that as soon as you felt that little spurt of warmth, you'd never be able to get out. You can't call the police on your son, and he won't have a reason to stop or even pull out. He'd be able to use you whenever he wanted, you'd be completely his. A fucktoy to use and breed as he wanted. But that's not why you asked me to repress the memory of those dreams.

-T: The reason you had me repress those dreams was because when they finally ended, you'd be too horny to think straight. (Trying to hold back laughter) You'd spend entire sessions kicking yourself for being a terrible mother, then you'd beg me to repress your memory of it just so you wouldn't see your son's dick every time you close your eyes. And when I finally gave you your wish and suppressed those memories, you spent the very next session complaining how you weren't closer to your son.

-T: Well you're about to get much closer now. When I countdown and snap my fingers, I want you to pull your panties to the side, and let your boy back inside you. And once he's fully hilted in your pussy, I want you to remember everything that you had me repress, and everything you remember will spark a jolt in your brain, sending it through your body, you'll have this feeling every time I snap my fingers directly to your pussy. Three...two...one *Snaps\*

(Pause for a bit)

-T: There you go *Snaps\* let the memories come back *Snaps\* They're all coming true *Snaps\* your son will cum inside you *Snaps\* you will become his slave. *Snaps\* Feel him thrusting back and forth inside you. I'm now going to say a series of stressful thoughts. These thoughts will pop into your head, and they will immediately go through your body and trigger arousal. You won't need your son to wash down these stressful thoughts, anytime you think of them, they will immediately cause you to feel aroused and needy no matter where you are or how awake you are, these thoughts will make you aroused. Get ready...

You're being brainwashed.

*Snap\*

This is incest

*Snap\*

This is rape

*Snap\*

Your son is raping you

*Snap\*

When he cums, you'll be his slave

*Snap\*

Your son's cum will enslave you

*Snap\*

Your son's cum will rewrite your brain.

*Snap\*

Your son will use you

*Snap\*

Your son will breed you

*Snap\*

-T: Sleep, let your brain be empty of these thoughts. Let them make you aroused and happy. You will not feel concerned, angry, or upset when these thoughts occur to you. They will only make you happy and thankful to your son and I. Once your son cums inside you, all of those stressors and worries that are in your pussy will drown, dissolve and fizzle in the tide of your son's lust. Let his love drown all your worries away. When he cums inside you, you will belong to him forever. You'll never have another lover that can please you like him. You'll be his slave, his lover, his wife. Let him become the master you need.

-T: Now this is the point where your son has a big decision to make. I don't want to simply hand him his lovely mother on a silver plater. I want him to... "Hunt for his meal" so to speak. So in a little bit, I'll let you wake up from this hypnosis, but my instructions will remain in place. For a brief moment, you'll be able to voice all of the things that make you nervous about this, you'll be allowed to beg him to stop. If he pulls out and leaves, I'll simply suppress the memory of this from you and you'll go back to being a normal mother and son. But if he keeps fucking you, if he cums inside you, all of the changes we made will be completely irreversible. You'll become your son's free-use breeding slave if he so chooses. You'll be completely at the mercy of him and his cock. Let's see just how much your son loves you.

-T: Wake up *Snaps\*

[This is the point where the actress has a little more freedom to do as they please. They can have the mom freaking out and begging her son to stop. They could have it so the son is covering his mom's mouth so she can't complain (just make sure the therapist mentions it so the audience doesn't get confused. Or you can do a little plot twist where the mom is totally into it and starts begging her son to cum inside her, asking him to rape her, breed her, rewrite her brain etc. The important thing is that it ends with the son blowing his load inside his mother, with the therapist voicing approval once the mother and son start cumming together.]

-T: There you go, don't you both feel so much closer now. Let those feelings of love and intimacy wash over both of you. Look into eachother's eyes and say "I love you." Good, that's the end of it. I'm so glad I could help both of you with your problems. If you want, you can book another appointment next week. If you consider yourselves "cured" feel free to come by for a "personal visit" if you want.