Scooby Doo Hypnosis Novels & Stories

Annabella Ok, Annabella, just relax." Doctor Stephens says to me. 'Yeah, right!' I thought to myself, remembering the last time a doctor said those words to me. "I am going to try a form of hypnosis to restore your memory. It would be the safeties option, in my opinion." He tells Wesly and I both. I take a deep breath. Doctor Stephens began to explain the Hypnosis process to me. Then, he asked me if I had any questions or concerns. A million! But I couldn't ask them in front of Wesly. Instead, I shook my head no.

Time was ticking, and somehow I felt that figuring out the source of these visions might help figure out how to stop something horrible before it happened. “Alright,” Dr. Rhodes said with a sigh. “Do you have a comfortable place to lie down? And can you dim the lights?” “Yes.” I dimmed the lights, leaving only my bedside table lamp on, and then quickly laid down on my bed. “I’m ready.” For the next twenty minutes, Dr. Rhodes slowly guided me into a state of hypnosis. I pushed my mind to open up to the idea, but for a long time nothing happened, just like the last time that we tried. In fact, I was about to call it quits again when I suddenly felt a change inside of me.

] I understood that my emotions were the key to breaking Dorian's control, and I had to make them stronger than his willpower. ‘You're right. I won't back down.’ With unwavering resolve, I channeled all my love and determination into the hypnotic distraction. It pulsed with newfound intensity, a radiant force aimed directly at Dorian. [Now, Seraphine, direct it toward Dorian. Make him see the truth.] Following my inner power's guidance, I concentrated all my strength on targeting Dorian's consciousness. The hypnotic distraction shimmered with a brilliant light, a beacon of truth amidst the illusion.

Amidst the confusion of both the commentator and the audience, Taleo took the initiative to explain. "When the conditions of sight and hearing are triggered.." *bang!* "..The subconscious mind of the target I set becomes immobilized.." *bang!* "..through two contradictory pre-programmed commands..." *Bang!* "..No matter how strong one's mind is in resisting my visual hypnosis..." *Bang!* "..No one can escape the grasp of my hypnotic resonance. The more you fight it, the deeper it burrows into your mind.." *Bang!* "..until you succumb, becoming a slave under my mental dominion... I call it the Perfect Mesmera."

Though they suggested to me that I should take her to a psychiatrist to do hypnosis so that we could stop her from having nightmares or she might one day lose her true self if that person’s heart will trigger her emotionally. That’s when Doctor Dixie Scully came into the picture when I went to her to beg her to do the hypnosis to save my sister, I thought she would help me just not because she was the girlfriend of Aaron.” I finally stopped ranting everything and looked at everyone’s faces. They all were staring at me with an expression as if they just realized they caught a stomach bug.

I wanted to remember her laugh, her smile and her voice. I didn't need to see the future to know that she would be in it. I knew I would be 'Hypnotized By Her' no matter how long we'd be together. And I was okay with that. - End Of Book 2: Chapter 28: I & Do -

Bobby raised his arms as celestial melodies built in Stralath's head. Panic warred with compliance as the sorcery tamed Stralath's need to fight. "I don't feel a thing, you taakin bastard." Cleona grinned. "You want me to kill you slow or quick?" Bobby lost his smile, and his lures disappeared instantly, retreating to safety. The singing stopped, and Stralath's knees almost caved in relief. "I guess your hypnotizing crap doesn't work on my species." Looking pleased with herself, Cleona advanced, and Bobby stumbled back. "What was your plan? To kill my friends and kidnap your fisheri buddy? Take her to your brother?"

"A long time ago... when I was a child." Dr. Parker nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer, and gently set down his pen. His gaze returned to Dean, his tone still soft and reassuring. "Alright, that’s all for my questions. Mr. Harrison, I believe the memories you've lost are not all of them, but rather certain specific ones. Now, let’s begin the hypnosis session. Please lie back, find a comfortable position, and close your eyes. Don’t think about anything else—just focus on relaxing."

It felt like they had been teleported to an endless domain of eternal darkness. They lost total control of their body. Their limbs were stiff and their mouths could not form any sort of speech. Freedy sneered in satisfaction when he saw that they had fallen into his spell as they began to sink into a deep slumber. "Listen to my command and kneel!" He ordered them in a hypnotic state. Crash! Crash! Hilda, Gasper and Nuella pitched forward and fell to the floor in a kneeling position as their bodies followed his orders unconsciously.

What the hell are they doing to me? How do I feel as if they are going to do something terrible to me, what fucking hypnosis, is that the kind of hypnosis I imagined? Wait, I seem to remember someone telling me that Madman was a psychiatrist before he came to Sin Pack, a psychiatrist who could turn people into psychopathic murderers through hypnosis. Should... He's going to... My hand shook with fear. I barely moved when I felt Hansel pinch my pinkie. Pinch, release, pinch again, and so on, as if playing with a kitten's pad.