A Bedtime Story for Grown Ups

This story is fiction, but I wrote it because this is what I am truly searching for, if someone knows of a file that can do this for me please let me know, If someone is willing to create a file like this I would be extremely eager to give it a try.

A Bedtime Story for Grown Ups.

Lori had been feeling a bit overwhelmed, the normal daily stressors of the everyday life seemed to be piling up on her more and more. Nothing about her current life was as she had imagined it would be. She longed for simpler things; she missed all the joys she used to find in everyday things, before she was smacked in the face with all the responsibilities of life as an adult. The day to day life of working, paying bills and making decisions took away the time for daydreaming, fantasizing and observing the simple things in life that made her smile. One of Lori’s secret pleasures was erotic hypnosis, she had tried a number of hypnosis files with limited success, and they were after all simply a way to play make-believe. Listening to the files at night when she went to bed was like a grown up version of a bedtime story. None of the files that she found were what she really wanted, but what did it matter, it wasn’t real anyway. Still when time permitted she would return to the different websites searching for the fantasy that included her secret wish.
After a particularly stressful day Lori arrived late at home with every intention of falling into bed with her favorite induction file. What would it be tonight? Misti E’s “Night, Night Pet” and a visit to “The farm”? Or maybe Calimore’s “Spiral Induction” and “Obey Me”? These were favorites, the problem with both was they had awakeners that woke her at the end and left her struggling to shut her brain down and to sleep. A strong desire sent Lori to her computer again looking for ………what? What was she looking for? After visiting the usual sites Lori went back to her good ole standby “Warp My Mind” If she didn’t find what she was looking for at least she could read some of the user stories and set herself on the path to relaxation before going to bed.
As usual Lori checked the newest files first, there were the usual files: age regression, some type of bimbo file, squiggy (yuck), be a slut, and various feminization files. But there was one that caught her eye “A Bedtime story for Grown Ups”, there was no description of the file, it didn’t have a rating or a listing of who this file was intended for, nothing. Lori was usually very cautious about the files she listened to; she frequently screened them before deciding if this was would interest her. It was late and she was tired and she so very much wanted to sleep and wasn’t this what she wanted a bedtime story, surely there would be no awakener, tonight maybe she would get a good nights sleep with out any interruptions. She downloaded the file to her IPOD, she set her play list to start with Calimore’s “Spiral Induction (she liked his voice) and the Bedtime story and got ready for bed. The last thing Lori remembered was Hello this is Calimore…….
The next morning when Lori woke up the first thing she realized was that she had slept all night, her earbuds for her IPOD were even still in her ears! As she stretched she thought “I feel really good” as she was brushing her teeth she looked at herself in the mirror, she didn’t see any big milky boobs or have the desire to wet herself , she didn’t realize that she wasn’t thinking about the normal stressors in her life or anticipating her day at work. What Lori did think was that if she slept that well and felt that good she wanted to continue listening to the Bedtime story nightly……what could it hurt?
It was just a story. The day went well, everything went smoothly, she found herself smiling frequently and even shared a laugh with her Co-workers.
That night when it was time for bed Lori couldn’t wait to see if the file would have the same affect as it had the night before, she was worried that maybe she was just overtired before and that was why she slept so well. But as she settled into bed and the familiar sound of Calimore’s voice started in her ears she fell soundly asleep as soon as she heard him say “Hello”. The next morning she woke as she did before, again she had slept all night and her earbuds were still in her ears. She did a long stretch and felt so good, she knew that this file was definitely going to be a keeper. As she brushed her teeth she doubled checked her image to make sure that she didn’t see or think or feel anything weird. What she noticed was that she looked relaxed and well rested, and this toothpaste was amazing, why hadn’t she noticed that it was so minty and so foamy before? She actually spent a couple of minutes making foamy toothpaste bubbles! When she stepped into the shower, it felt so good, the water running over her body seemed to be taking more than just the daily grime away. As she washed, her body felt sensitive and alive, as she washed her hair it sent tingles to her nether region, washing her hair had never ever brought her so much pleasure. Getting ready for work she sang silly songs and danced around a little. Work went smoothly as it did the day before, nothing seemed to upset her or cause her any stress and OMG did Lori actually hear herself giggle?
The next day was a weekend and after having slept so well with her Bedtime story file, Lori really wanted to know what the file contained. She decided that she should “screen” the file, if she didn’t listen to the induction file she should be able to hear the bedtime story from start to finish. To be safe she left the TV on and the dogs in the room to have distractions that would keep her aware and able to listen to the file.
The Bedtime Story started out simple enough, “This is a story about you, not the you that you are now, but the you that you want to be” the voice was smooth but not identifiable not really feminine not really masculine, there were soothing background sounds that flowed from one side to the other. The voice went on quietly “when you were a child and you would hear a story you would relax and let your mind follow the story”
The story relaxes you and takes you away from the worries of the day, but the story is more than that, it lets you become the main character in the story, the person you have always wanted to be. So relax and breathe deeply come away with me …………
Lori awoke later, her favorite cartoon was on TV, the dog in her lap sleeping soundly…..Oh Man I feel asleep during my favorite cartoon! Giving into a good long stretch she looked down at herself and thought geez what I have on is really boring, I need to find something else to wear. While taking her clothes off and starting to look for something else to wear she realized just how good the air on her naked skin felt. I will just be naughty and not put anything on …it’s my house! Moving around her house without any clothes was liberating, she didn’t think about how old she was or that her tummy was too big, she felt naughty and she felt free. She turned on music and danced around the house, she felt amazing! And she felt something else too…..she was aroused! Ah heck she was more than aroused she was down right horny! Running her hands down her arms sent waves after wave of pleasure through her, touching her breast made her pulse with pleasure and pinching her nipples was an electric shock straight to her most sensitive nub. It was like her whole body had been rewired to her pleasure center. It felt wonderful. She didn’t stop to think about where she was or what she was doing, it was all about the feeling and she wanted more of it, she didn’t go to her room & shut the door or pull the drapes she stayed right where she was in her full naked glory and brought herself to the most amazing climax she had every experienced.
The rest of the weekend was a blur, nothing but things that brought Lori pleasure, whether it was cartoons or a peanut butter sandwich, all things set Lori back on the path to more and more pleasure and she felt delightful, horny and naughty and being naughty was “Awesome”. The whole weekend was spent naked, the air on her skin stimulating and showers, showers were pure orgasmic pleasure. She didn’t realize that each shower, each orgasm was taking away more and more of the person that she didn’t like and replacing it more with the person she had wanted to be.
Each night Lori went to bed with her IPOD and earbuds, she no longer even thought about the files she was listening to, this was just how one went to bed. As the days went by work was just something you did until you didn’t, she didn’t notice when she stopped worrying about the bills, and they got paid. She smiled a lot, she giggled, and she actually flirted. She found her clothes boring, dull, nothing but browns and grays and blacks, she sought out colors and sparkles. Her makeup was bland; gradually she added shimmer and shine. No one who knew Lori thought anything was unusual, just that she was obviously happy now.
Nightly Lori followed her routine always going to bed with her IPOD, mornings she always woke up with a stretch amazed at how good she felt, she added something new though, she always started her day with a little self pleasure. While brushing her teeth she always noticed how good she looked, how great the toothpaste was and she couldn’t wait to shower! Lori even started to listen to her other files, files that in the past were fun to listen to, but really had little or no affect. When she listened to “The Farm” she was a Milky Cow girl, she felt the milking machine, when she listened to “Got Milk” Oh boy did she have milk, even hearing that “Got Milk” ad on TV or seeing a Billboard could trigger her. Lori listened to trigger files and curse files, she found herself wishing for someone to trigger her or she was emailing for curse removals. She loved any file though that made her blank and horny and she sought those out above all others. Still she finished every night with her bedtime story.
This went on for weeks, Lori still believed that she slept the whole night through; she didn’t know she was getting up during the night and sending off an email or two. It never even occurred to her to check her sent box. She was having so much fun, she loved her naughty weekends the most. She barely remembered the Lori she was before. One night when Lori got home from work she checked her email as she always did, there in her in box was an email titled “A Bedtime Story”. She didn’t recognize the sender, but she wasn’t concerned. She opened the email; there wasn’t anything in the body of the email, only an attached file. Lori didn’t hesitate she downloaded the file straight to her IPOD. She almost couldn’t wait to go to bed so she could listen to this new bedtime story.
As Lori settled into the bed she put her earbuds in each ear and snuggled down
into her covers. Hitting play, there was a concern because at first there was silence, she checked her IPOD it showed it was indeed playing, thinking that there was probably a pause before the recording she settled down to wait. Lori wasn’t sure when she noticed a slight sound the moved from side to side that slowly began to build in volume, it was comforting like waves on the sand and Lori relaxed even more. She hardly noticed when the story started, when she did it was the same voice as on the other recording, soft and soothing neither feminine nor masculine as soon as she realized that she was hearing the voice and the voice said the word “Story” Lori was gone, she sunk down into a deep, deep trance.
The next morning started much like all the others since Lori started listening to her nightly bedtime story, stretch, pleasure, teeth brushing, showering, pleasure, dressing, no wait pleasure then dressing, breakfast then more pleasure while sitting at the breakfast table. Driving to work her hand found its way up under her top and bra to tweak her nipples or to slide between her legs, she felt naughty and delicious. At work she was sassy; she made quick little remarks that always had people taking a second take at her. Restroom breaks were longer than usual as she sought another type of relief than one usually seeks in the restroom. A few times she even left the door unlocked hoping that she would be caught being naughty, just the thought of being caught was enough to send her to new heights of orgasmic pleasure. Nothing she did felt out of the ordinary, she was blissfully happy. Driving home her only thoughts were of getting to listen again to her story. She was so glad it was Friday; weekends were very special to Lori now.
The next morning Lori awoke with a smile and a stretch and set about her normal routine, Pleasure, pleasure mindless naked pleasure in any room at anytime. Sometime during the day she decided that she wanted to “Screen” her new story, so she sat down in her chair set up the usual distractions and set her IPOD to play. Awhile later she still sat in her chair, looking at her IPOD thinking I should screen my new story and she again set her IPOD to play, after the third time (and not being aware it was the third time) she was staring at her IPOD thinking I should screen my new story but look its getting dark and I have so many chores left to do, I will just have to wait until bedtime before I can listen to it.
As Lori was doing the household chores in her full naked glory she began to feel a bit rebellious, why am I doing this, I don’t want to do this. She hid dirty dishes in the dryer; she “Rode” her broom to new heights of pleasure in her kitchen. And she found new uses for her vacuum than just for cleaning the floor. Feeling very naughty and just a bit smug she couldn’t wait to find new ways to clean her bathroom and of course the final thing she would clean would be her shower.
After her shower Lori was looking forward to listening to her favorite bedtime story, she was settling into bed getting her IPOD was just part of the routine now; didn’t everyone go to sleep with one? Everything started as usual Lori was unaware of anything once she heard the voice say the word “Story” Sometime during the night her phone rang, Lori was unaware that she was sitting at her desk in front of her computer. She answered the phone, it was the voice, the voice said her name. Lori have you been a naughty girl? No Master I haven’t been a naughty girl, Lori you wouldn’t lie to me would you? No, Master. Lori I am going to ask you again, have you been a naughty girl? Yes Master I have been a naughty girl, Ah good that’s my girl, now I want you to go back to bed and dream sweet, sweet dreams. Yes Master.
The next day was Sunday and like so many of Lori’s weekend days it started in the same way and preceded much the same, sweet mindless sensual pleasure throughout the day. Around 4:00 Lori received a text message on her phone; there was only one word “STORY” Lori immediately became totally and deeply tranced though she remained standing and staring at her phone. The next text she received said “Open the front door” She moved immediately to the front door, unaware of what she was doing and unconcerned that she was totally naked. As she opened the door she heard the voice and the voice said “I am your personal “Story” teller, are you my naughty girl? Lori began to feel as if she was floating in a sea of pleasure surrounded and filled with her master’s words. She was wet and warm, no thoughts ran through her mind, only her master’s words. Ah Lori you are naughty, you didn’t answer me, for that you will be punished, you need a spanking, Yes Master please spank me. Bend over my dear as she bent over to receive her punishment the wetness began to grow, the moisture ran down her legs, her breast swelled and her nipples hardened and she shivered in anticipation. She had been naughty and this is why she had been naughty, she wanted a spanking, The waiting for the first blow was agonizing and intense, even the air in the room on her skin felt electric, she needed to be punished, she was naughty, Master please spank me, the room was quiet, her body alive, on edge, waiting for her master. When the first blow came she exploded in orgasm and with it her mind was totally gone she was consumed with pleasure and pain and her masters voice, All else ceased to exist there was nothing but what she had been wishing for so long ago when she started searching for a special file.