Headache? Try Hypnosis™!

By Horatio Husky

The headache that had been present since the morning was now throbbing mercilessly in ReeFur's brain.  The victim of said headache was a particularly furry looking dragon/wolf hybrid. An apprehensive grimace was painted across his muzzle and his paws were rubbing his temples methodically as he padded through the mall, looking from storefront to storefront desperately trying to find a pharmacy.

    How hard is it to install a map of this place?  GOD, I would seriously just kill for ibuprofen or aspirin; anything to stop this aggressive migraine!

    At last, a red mortar and trestle symbol appeared in his line of sight, and he hurriedly scuttled into the store.  Ignoring a kindly look raccoon lady ReeFur strode directly into the aisle marked, “Pain Relievers."

    Hastily, he started to peruse the rows upon rows of various pill bottles and containers, anxiously running a paw through his neon green headfur as he frantically searched for his desired prize.

    Suddenly, his ears perked up.  He looked around, headache quite suddenly forgotten as sweet, lilting music began to tickle at his ears.

    Why… What…  Where's that music coming from? I… I know that song…

    Straightening himself from his pill perusing he started wandering away from the pain relief aisle towards the back of the pharmacy.  Ears rotating this way and that trying to locate the source of the music, ReeFur soon found himself standing in front of a music box on display towards the rear of the store.

    He gently picked up the object, cradling it in his arms as he began to become transfixed by the melody gently tinkling out of it.

    “Hi, can I help you?"

    Lethargically, the dragon/wolf looked up and saw before him a young, friendly looking doe.  She smiled perkily at him, and his mind was able to gather just enough information in its lulled state that she must be a pharmacy store clerk, judging from her uniform.

    Her eyes dropped down to the music box, and she stifled a giggle behind a hoof.

    “Oh my!  Those really do work well, don't they?  I didn't expect it to attract someone like you so quickly!"

    She strode over to him and gently pried the music box from his hands, he barely resisted as she placed the small box under her arm, the tune still coming out distinctly and filling ReeFur's mind.

    Taking him by the paw, she began to tug him along behind her.  Dutifully ReeFur followed, feeling an uncanny urge to obey and cooperate, as long as he got to continue listening to the sweet melody of the box.

    The doe chattered on, even though she had a distinct feeling that her words were falling on deaf ears.  

    “We got this little thing-a-majig about a week ago, supposedly it hypnotizes anybody who's a babyfur at heart and allows us to help them turn into the baby that their heart desires!  'Big Pharma' pays mad bucks for little tykes like you! Not to mention the fact that you'll get all taken care of by them until… well, they didn't specify how long!

    The two had now arrived at a door behind the check-out area, and scanning in through a badge attached to one of her belt rings she guided him inside.

    The interior room was adorned with a large table in the center, its purpose as a changing table would have been obvious to anyone who wasn't under a hypnotic musical spell, but at that point processing what was actually happening to him was beyond ReeFur.  He was fully and utterly hypnotized.

    “Hop up now little one! Let's get you changed so we don't get any puddles on the floor I'll have to mop up!"

    With surprising strength, the doe lifted up the dragon/wolf onto the changing table and gently pushed him down with a hoof rested his chest onto his back.

    “Let's get rid of these pesky big boy pants now, shall we?  I've got a diaper with your name on! Just for your fluffy butt!"

    She reached underneath the changing table, presumably to grab changing supplies and rose up again clutching a large, infantile looking diaper along with baby powder, a large pacifier, and a teddy bear with a somber-looking expression on his face.

    Before undoing his pants, the doe spread his legs to the sides and reached over his torso, popping the pacifier into his muzzle.

    Instinctively ReeFur began to suckle on it, his eyelids half closed as his ears continued to allow the music to sink into his mind.  

    “That should keep you feeling happy!  Now I'm going to give you the important responsibility of cuddling Mr. Bear while I get you all diapered up, okay sweetie?"

    She lay the teddy bear across his chest, and clumsily the dragon-wolf complied, immediately tucking the stuffed animal under his arm and squeezing gently, eliciting a happy gurgling sound from behind his pacifier.

The doe made short work of his clothing, expertly teasing his shirt, pants, shoes, socks, and underwear off his body and lifting him up by his ankles before sliding the diaper underneath his bottom.

Applying a generous dose of baby powder, she patted and smoothed it into his fur before stringing his tail through the tailhole of the diaper and bringing the front over his crotch snuggly.  Bringing up the flaps from the sides she securely taped him into his new crinkly underwear.

    “There we go, little guy!  You were quite a well-behaved baby through that whole change! Mr. Bear is very proud of you!  Now let's get you up and in the playpen with a bottle while the truck arrives to pick you up and take you to your new home!"

    She gently lifted him off the changing table and led him over to yet another door in the same room, snatching a bottle filled with lukewarm milk off of a counter as they exited the changing room. ReeFur was happily gurgling and waddling behind her, his mind only focused on the music and the soft stuffed animal clutched under his arm.

    Ironically enough, throughout all that the dragon/wolf didn't even realize that his headache had completely and utterly disappeared.