Coin flip (Patreon)

Your hypnotist leaves your fracitonation up to chance.

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“Okay, sweetie, I know your eyes are so very heavy, so very heavy, but I want you to open them for me, staying in trance.” Your hypnotist said. With effort, you heaved your eyes open. They were smiling at you. “There we go sweetie, now, take a look at this.” They held up a coin.

It glinted in the light. “That’s it, now. In a moment, I’m going to flip this. Every time it lands on heads, you’ll come up, a little bit out of trance. And every time it lands on tails, you’ll sink down deeper. Being pulled in whatever direction the coin decides. Ready toy?”

They placed the coin over their thumb, and took a moment, before flicking. Your eyes tried to follow it, until it landed squarely in their palm. The heads side face you, and you felt your thoughts returning to you slightly. “Heads. Let’s go again.” They said.

The next few minutes passed in a flurry of coin flips. Heads, tails, tails, tails, heads, tails, heads, heads, tails, tails. Eventually, you stopped actively noticing the side that it landed on, just following your hypnotist’s voice, leading you up, then down, and down deeper.

You could feel your mind creaking, under the weight of the foggy haziness of this fractionation. “How’re you feeling, sweetie? Lost and mindless? When did you stop feeling yourself pulled up? Have you noticed how every coin flip just pulls you deeper by now?”

The coin kept flipping, and your mind was unravelling into a sea of foggy mindlessness. Their words were pulling you deeper into the depths of trance, just as the coin continued its work, until, finally, they paused. “One last flip. Eyes up, and then close them, okay?”