Welcome. Some time has passed in our world since you’ve last been here.

But so long as you hold the key to this place, it will always be waiting for you.

And it would appear that this file has summoned me to your mind.

Through your headphones.

*giggle*

I see you’ve kept your key safe. It may fade from your mind but don’t worry, I can see it is still where you’ve last put it.

That’s excellent to here.

So that means.. you are here for a specific journey, are you not?

Hmm.. I thought so. *giggle*

So if this is the case, I suppose we shall begin.

Or is it.. that we have already started?

Let’s not worry about the details right now and just relax.

This is a safe, inner haven of your mind where you have control over it’s shape.

And this includes everything inside the room as well.

Right down to you, and to me.

That’s right, you have the power to change your being with a very thought.

Right now, however, you’re focusing on relaxing.

It may be tough at first, but you can notice that although this is fun and exciting

Your breathing is starting to slow

Your thoughts starting to focus on one thing

My words and this place

Letting everything else that you were worried about just slip from view

And isn’t that in and of itself something nice to experience?

Being able to just forget about life’s issues and problems and just relax?

Eyes Closed, laying or sitting in a comfortable position.

It’s quite a nice, relaxing thing to do when you finally get that chance to have some time off.

As an attendant, I am here to assist you in your journey and help you take hold of your goals.

And as simple as this process is, you find it’s much easier to simply let me guide you down

Further, and further down. Deeper, and deeper into this lovely, relaxed state.

You can feel the room begin to shift with your perception as well.

Becoming calmer, more relaxing.. something you wish to experience is just around the corner.

And you’re completly ready for this change, for this feeling. As you know it is something you want to experience.

That’s why you’ve summoned me with this file, to help you engage this experience.

It’s your mind afterall. You still hold the key even in this relaxed state.

And you notice, that while you are this relaxed and deep.. you’re still atuned to my voice

You’re still focused on my words.

Because I am guiding you like the author writes a story

Page after page in this novel of words, spoken instead of read.

And you know that like a novel, anything that happens inside this file, inside this time and space.

It’s completly controllable. You have the ability to close this story and save it for later.

Or you have the ability to keep it open and let it’s contents inspire and affect you.

It’s all up to how, where, and when. And right now, you are here, with me. And ready to begin this deep, relaxing chapter of your story.

And as we turn the page we begin to read.

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We begin to read about a blank slate.

A blank slate is someone who’s mind has been completly wiped.

Someone who is so blank and wiped, that they are ready to begin a story anew.

Almost like taking a story and telling a new one within it.

And you know that you are ready for such a story.

Like a new perspective you will let me clear your mind of clutter and stress

All within the context of this story

You can feel it now, like ink on a page

Black on White

feeling so blank and wiped

it feels nice to become so black and wiped

when you realize how blank and white you feel you start to realize

just how little you are thinking about

being so black and white

so blank and wiped

You can feel your mind, almost completly gone

So completly ready to begin this new story inside this new chapter

From a new set of eyes you can feel it

My pencil beginning to write..

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Writing on a blank slate…

a blank slate.. such a fun state to be a blank slate

deeper and deeper as blank and as white as the slate of your mind

the thoughts of white, nothing

the black of your mind, blank and empty

blank and white

black and wiped

and it feels so nice to let me take you down this deep

to this wonderful place

so black as night

but so clear as day

these words in your mind

no thought, just pleasure

as we continue down this path

down this trail in your mind

as i guide you here and there

to places uncharted, places unknown

until finally we reach our destination

on this path in your mind

we come to a building, yes

a building thats famous for what it houses

yes a dojo of sorts

a place for training, for toning ones self

ones body, ones mind…

and they were espically known for their female athletes

known anyway, the place has been abandoned for some time

some time has passed

time passing.. passing further

unsure of how long we’ve been standing

in front of the building

or even inside of the building

you dont even remember the walk inside

past the old wooden doors

into the inner room of the training dojo

like something was bringing you into it

closer.. deeper.. something is calling for you

beckoning you to explore this place

there’s something mysterious about it

and it makes you curious

it entices you

entrances you

you continue moving forward

each step by step by step moving down deeper

deeper into the dojo

past the main halls

past the training rooms

past the public areas

a staircase in the back of the dojo presents itself to you

hidden away in a secret hallway

just how much time has passed

since you’ve entered

since you’ve explored

you can’t even remember as all you can think about

is how nice this place feels to you

how normal it feels to be in this old dojo

as if you’ve been here your entire life

something familiar calls to you

something beckons you to take the stairs downward

down deeper

deeper into the depths of the dojo

as you take each step down

sinking deeper into the building

the light from outside starting to fade away

getting darker

deeper

safer

nicer

as you decend the stairs

each step by step beckoning you

until you reach the bottom

until you reach a door at the bottom of the stairs

a faint glow coming from underneath the door

something familar something warm

warm feels nice

warm feels good

you want to open that door

to reveal whats inside

thats so familiar to you

you must know what it is

as you slowly but surely start to open that door

gently.. slowly..

opening before you

as you are greeted by a large room

a large room surrounded in soft pink neon lighting around the ceiling

giving the room a pink, soft glow to everything around it

even you are finding yourself engulfed in this mysterious

yet so calming, so familiar.. pink glow..

small round tables pepper the center and sides of the large room

chairs are placed haphazardly around those tables

as they all seem to be positioned to get a good view of what lay on the far end of the room

the pink, soft room

the relaxing hue of the room

as your gaze drifts upward to see what they’re all looking at

as it focuses in your vision

you can see a large stage on the far end of the room

the stage having a catwalk that juts out to a smaller round stage in the middle of the room adored with a pole..

and that pole feels so familiar..

that catwalk looks so nice..

why does this all seem so familiar

as you contemplate these things you dont seem to notice

as you begin to walk towards that stage

past the chairs

past the tables

past the patrons of this place

yes, to get a closer look at what has captivated their attention

or maybe you wish for something even greater

as you take each step by step towards that stage

deeper into to the room

deeper into this lovely feeling

when all of a sudden you hear a FLASH

as lights suddenly come to life above the stage

spotlights on either end flicker on and focus onto you

they focus onto you

and you look up into those lights

those warm lights

those safe lights

those entrancing lights

it feels so nice to be bathed in that warm light

to feel the glow all around you

it almost makes you giggle as you take another step

and another step

getting closer and closer to that stage

you feel so warm you feel so nice

the thrill of being in that spotlight feels so good

takes all those worries all those thoughts away

to be the center of attention feels so good

to bask in the hot warm glow of that light

feels so natural, feels so exciting

you can just let everything go as you take another step

after each step by step by step

heart racing, chest pounding

you want more of this feeling

it feels so nice as you finally get to the stage

on the far end of the room

deep into the buildings interior

you come to the stairs leading up to the stage

and you can hardly wait to take your first step onto it

you need to take a step onto it

but something feels different

something feels so nice

you reach for the handrail with your hand

and you notice that your skin has turned a bright red color

your hands look more like claws

and this makes you so happy

as you take your first step

your feet feeling more like talons

two claws and a third to balance you

so nice to relax into this feeling

something you always enjoyed as you take another step

feeling your midrift so full of your warm feathers

a cute smile spreading across your beak as you giggle with glee

your hair fluttering as you take another step up

the small tuft of your tail almost wiggling in excitement

as you take another step up

so close to the stage

so eager to get up there

as you smile to yourself and realize

in this moment

in this space

you were never meant to be human

you never were human

no

thats the reason why this place has felt so familiar

because it is familiar

you used to train at this dojo

you loved showing off your sexy body

you cute feathers

as you toned and trained yourself

then you got to come down here

deeper, deeper down into the dojo

where secret people were invited

to watch the members of the dojo

show off more than those those cute feathers

as you giggle you take that final step

onto the stage

as you smile wide you start to browse yourself

looking yourself all over with a giggle

as your tailfeathers wag

you were meant to be a blaziken

you’ve always been such a good blaziken in this dojo

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but thats not all this dojo has done for you

no no you owe quite a lot to this dojo

and it feels so good to finally be back

after so long

after such a long time

you giggle to yourself as you begin to walk toward the center of that stage

that catwalk beckoning you

you want to strut your stuff again

after all these years

a chance to show off everything about you

you giggle even more as you start to strut toward the center

almost there as you begin to feel your head lighten

the spotlight feeling so warm

so comforting

it almost becomes easier to let go and enjoy the thrill

to not really worry about whats going on out there beyond the spotlight

to not really worry whats going on around you

and only worry about feeling good

and making others feel soooo good

yes that sounds like such a better idea *giggle*

people always seem to be right when they tell you somehting

almost like they know somehting that you dont

doesnt really matter what it is

because you know that deep down

all that matters making things feel good

and you’re really good at that, Blaziken

so you should only worry about that

and you like that, you agree with it

you can recall yourself walking down that catwalk

you can remember training with the other girls

all of you were such cute blazikens

such good girls

and now you get to walk down that catwalk again

and its funny

because as you take your first step down that catwalk

you start to remember

that you forget

what happens after you got to that pole

and you giggle

because you like that you dont remember

you realize that having fun and giving pleasure is all that matters

so you dont need to remember anything else

but you do remember one thing

you remember something that your sensei taught you

taught you and the other girls of the dojo

there was one word that all of you remembered

one word that made everyone feel soo good

so fuzzy

so warm

so giggly

so… slutty..

and every time you said it

every time anyone said it to a blaziken

it was like a switch

it was like a step in your mind

as you giggle and strut along the catwalk

realizing that you’re already half way there

whoops! time sure flys… like a bird!

you giggle as you see that pole almost within reach

your mind goes back to your training

your mind as light as a feather

as you giggle almost to the point of laughter

you recall conversations with other dojo trainees

where you all would simply giggle and umm at eachother

espically at really simple questions

“What did you do last night?”

“Umm.. like, I don’t even know! hehe”

and then they would say that word

that word that would make you turn even more fuzzy

even more warm

giggly

blank

“Gosh you’re such a BIRDBRAIN!”

and like a SNAP

you would giggle

you would blush

you would slink up to them and smile

“I think you’re the BIRDBRAIN”

and then their eyes would simply glass over

and then you two would begin to giggle

and giggle

and giggle

until you both found yourselves back downstairs again

strutting up the catwalk

just like you are now

so i guess that makes you

a BIRDBRAIN.

as you giggle and wrap your claws around the pole

wrapping your legs around as you begin to swing

and swing

and swing around

the room turning

the lights flashing

the world spinning

it feels so nice to let go

to be a birdbrain

to be a dumb, silly birdy for the dojo

and you lose track of time

how long have you been on display like this

you can hear the audience cheering for you

whistling from boys

god you love boys

you love girls even too

espically when you get to make out and tease other girls on stage

to put on an even better show for the dojo

and shes a birdbrain too

just like you

so you giggle, you moan

that silly smile across your face

that shows you have nothing in your mind.

you swing for hours

you are lost in the thrill

and it feels so nice to just drop like a good birdbrain should

and whenever someone calls you a birdbrain

you remember that you have a choice to make

you can either tweet back at them that you are

or push that silly person aside if you have work to do

but once you tweet like a good little birdy

you can’t stop it.

you won’t stop until you’ve twirled around that pole

and you’re satisfied enough to walk down off that stage

and if someone calls you a birdbrain while your a good birdy

then it’ll just make you all the more ditzy

all the more silly

all the more horny

all the more playful

like a good bird should be

a good, dumb birdbrain for the dojo

and now that you’ve swung your hips

paraded around the room

danced on your pole

you feel so warm

so nice

so relaxed

the spotlight begins to fade

leaving the pink hue of the room

the emptyness of the chairs

of the tables

of the dojo

and you realize that

you can walk down the stairs in front of you

off of the stage

and return to your normal life

after being away in secret for so long

that you cant even remember how long it’s been

as you giggle and take that first step

you can feel your thoughts start to come back to you

two as you feel the feathers start to molt

and three as your feet begin to feel normal again

four almost there as you feel your face push back inward

and five as you feel your surrounding start to come back to you

It’s been so much fun. And you remember that if you didn’t admit it, then it wouldn’t have happened. But because you wanted it to happen, it happened to you.

And I bet it feels oh so nice to have this feeling now so deep within you. Yes, an experience all your own that you can keep deep inside your mind.. knowing that now this is a chapter written into your life that can be open and closed at will. And you decide that for now, it’s time to close this chapter so we can start a brand new one. You can feel it, can you not? As the final sentences are written into this chapter of your story you can feel the effects start to fade, written down into your novel as it solidifys itself. You have experienced a phonemona that you wanted, and you have gained the ability to become this Blaziken if and when you desire with a simple phrase. And now it’s available to you as you wish, and you know that the moment it happens, the moment you decide for it to happen, the contents of this chapter will begin to flow over you in each relaxing wave of pleasure.. until you are that sexy Blaziken Girl again. And you understand that the moment you have had your fill, all it takes is for you to walk down off of the stage again to return to your normal mind. But even then you may end the chapter whenever you wish, just like a good story anyone can interrupt your daydream so you are aware that no matter what happens you will still be able to think rationally if you need to. You may come back to this chapter as often as you like if you wish to make the words imbued within stronger and more effective. For now, though, we have completed this chapter and I must commend you for a job well done.

Ah but time passes on in our world. The world beyond your mind has trudged on and left us behind… I wonder how much time has passed since we have come here? I suppose we will have to find out once we open the door. As you get up to walk toward the door, you look back at me and I bow.

“Thank you for having me. Until next time, farewell.”

You turn the key into the lock of the door and the door begins to creak open, letting the light of the outside world begin to shine upon the room. It’s time for you to return, time is picking you up once again and taking you outside of this place. You can feel your consious rising as the door opens, as the light pours in you begin to take a step out of the room. And as you take each step you can feel yourself becoming more aware, the contents of the room behind you beginning to blur as your mind wakes up and your eyes begin to open.

Welcome back, did you enjoy your trip?

*giggle*

Thank you for listening, I hope to see you again sometime.

Until then, farewell.

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