Author's note: Long before I ever wrote my Dr. Zaaijer series, I write this. Some may remember it, who knows. I hope you like it.

This simulation program of mine allows me to interact with the characters any way I want. All I have to do is to put this band around my head and click what type of person I want to be. Now I am in your World like any other person. Today, I am going to be a therapist. I’ll see couples and families and help them out in my own way.

My first patients today are a brother and sister. They are Anthony age 15 and his older sister Yvonne age 17. Their parents said they have been fighting like cats and dogs for ages.

Yvonne, “It’s all Anthony’s fault. He is a gross pig. He leaves his things around. His room is disgusting. He makes disgusting sounds and the worse thing is he tries to hit upon my friends, as any of them would ever think of going out with him.”

Anthony, “I’m a normal boy, but Yvonne is a princess. She walks around the house like everyone should kiss her feet. It takes her an hour just to go to the bathroom.”

Yvonne, “It takes a while for me to look this pretty! You’re a slob, and no girl would want you.”

Therapist, “Please be quiet. I have the solution. It takes two to argue and your parents want some peace and quiet around the house. So for now on, Yvonne, you are Anthony’s slave. You will do anything and everything Anthony wants. You will do what he means, not just what he says, there are no loopholes for you.”

Anthony & Yvonne, “You are kidding?”

Therapist, “No I am quite serious, tell her to do something she wouldn’t do.”

Anthony, “OK, Yvonne shut up and take off your shirt and bra.”

Yvonne started to unbutton her blouse. She didn’t want to, but she felt she had to. Within a minute her bare chest was presented for both the Therapist and Anthony to see.

Therapist, “Believe me now? Now, when you see your parents in the waiting room, you should tell them that I helped you both. You should keep it a secret that Yvonne is your slave now. I want you to come back here in a month and tell me how it is going.”

Yvonne and Anthony left the Therapist’s office both with smiles on their faces. Anthony’s smile was genuine, Yvonne’s wasn’t, but no one could tell anyway. An appointment for next month was made before they left.

The next couple was Stewart and his mother Joan. Joan was bringing her ten-year-old son Stewart to see the Therapist because Stewart had developed a bed-wetting problem. She had already seen a doctor and found there wasn’t anything physically wrong with him so now she was going to see a therapist to figure out any psychological problems.

Joan, “He just started wetting the bed a couple of months ago. I thought it was just a one-time occurrence, but he is starting to do it more and more often.”

Therapist, “Let me speak with Stewart for a few minutes.” Joan left the room. While Joan was in the waiting room, as Stewart described them, all of Stewart’s bladder problems were transferred to Joan. A few minutes later she returned.

Therapist, “I talked to Stewart and we both agree it isn’t fair for him to have to remove and clean your sheets when you wet your bed. We know it’s not your fault that you can’t help it. You’ll probably grow out of it. But in the meantime, I want you to get some rubber sheets to make the cleanup easier to perform. You should also get yourself some nighttime protection. I want both of you back here in a month to see your progress.”

An appointment was made before leaving the office.

Helen and her boyfriend Keith, both in their mid-twenties, were the next appointment. They were here for couple’s counseling.

Keith, “I love Helen to death, I want to spend the rest of my life with her, but she loves her dog more than she loves me.”

Helen, “That isn’t true. I love my dog, I’ve had him since he was a pup, but you are being ridiculous.”

Keith, “Just last week, when I came home looking for some attention, you just stayed on the couch petting, Eric.”

Therapist, “Eric is Helen’s dog?”

Helen, ”Yes he is. Keith, I wasn’t in the mood. Maybe if you cuddled a little bit as Eric does I would get in the mood.”

Therapist, “Let me speak with Keith alone, I think I can help you.”

A little while later, Helen returned to the room.

Helen, “Well, have you convinced Keith?”

Therapist, “OK, now as long as you treat Keith and Eric alike you won’t have a problem.” Keith was sitting on his butt on the floor with his hands touching the ground. His tongue was out and he was panting. “I think you should get some collars and leashes for Keith so he won’t be jealous of Eric anymore. I’ll schedule an appointment for you for next month. You can use this side door to take the elevator to the garage.”

Helen left the office through the offered door. Keith walked on all fours behind her. When they got to Helen’s car, Keith sat in the back seat. When Helen opened the window for him, he put his head out of the window and watched the traffic all the way home.

Marsha and Doris had been good friends for more than forty years. But a few months ago, Doris had run into some hard times and borrowed money from Marsha. Doris said that Marsha had forgiven the loan because Doris didn’t have the means to pay it back. Marsha said she hadn’t and this was causing problems in their relationship.

The Therapist told them not to let money come between them and that maybe some sort of civil proceeding could clear up who owes what and deepen their relationship to new heights. He told them to come back in a month and let him know how it was going. With a renewed hope in their relationship, Marsha and Doris left the therapist's office.

Paulina and Harvey are brother and sister. Their parents had sent them to see the therapist because they were fighting all the time.

Paulina, “Harvey is always making fun of me and calling me names. He has broken into my room and was reading my diary when I . . . ”

Therapist, “Stop, I have heard all this before, I’m sick of it.” Harvey didn’t even have a chance to speak before the therapist cut them off. “Harvey, you are now Paulina’s slave, you will do everything she tells you to.”

Harvey, “I will do what?”

Therapist, “Everything Paulina says, no matter how small. Paulina, tell him to do something.”

Paulina, “hmmm, let me see, Harvey suck your thumb.”

Harvey put his thumb in his mouth and started sucking which silenced him.

Therapist, “Make an appointment and I’ll see you next month.”

Wilma entered the Therapist’s office with her new boyfriend, Jim, and her twelve-year-old son, Eric.

Wilma, “Eric started acting out. He is getting into fights at school and he has started to be very disrespectful at home.” Eric sat silently with his arms crossed, glaring at everyone. “He was such a sweet child, but all of a sudden he has gone from being my sweet little angel into a devil. I have done everything I could. The school suggested counseling.”

Therapist, “Let me have a one-on-one with Eric.”

Jim and Wilma left the office and came back when summoned.

Therapist, “I have come to the root of the problem, ever since Jim moved in with you, Eric has been feeling left out. You have to let Eric know he is also loved like Jim. Jim, Eric, and Wilma are a package deal, if you accept one you have to accept them both. All of you go home and love each other. Come back in a month and let me know how it is going”

Wilma, Jim, and Eric left the office with a very new sense of love for each other. They hugged each other close as they left for home to show the love they now have.

A month later, Yvonne and Anthony returned for their follow-up appointment.

Anthony: “It is great!! And my parents don’t know anything is wrong. The first thing I did after we got home was to have Yvonne break up with her boyfriend. I have her doing all my chores at home and I made her get a job, but I get all the money she earns. One of my friends has a crush on Yvonne so I sent her to his house when his mother wasn’t home. She had to do anything he wanted while she was there. My friend wasn’t a virgin, but he told me he tried things with her he was afraid to ask from another girl. He is still talking about all that he had done and then when Yvonne left him, I had her thank him. She has been to his house several times since we last met. I had Yvonne invite one of my friends over that I like. I had Yvonne put a ruffie into her drink. Then Yvonne and I stripped her naked. I had my way with Yvonne’s friend and made Yvonne watch. After it was over, I had Yvonne dress her in her pajamas. In the morning, Yvonne told her that she had gotten sick and passed out.

Therapist: “So there is no more fighting at your house?”

Anthony: “No, of course not.”

Therapist: “Then my work is done, you don’t need to come back here anymore.”

Anthony thanked the therapist and left the office.

Joan came in next with her son Stewart. Joan was wearing a full-bottomed dress. You could hear the audible crunch of her plastic panties as she sat down.

Therapist: How is it going?”

Joan: “You were right, I’ll start using the Lady’s room when I am ready. I accept that now. When I left here, I did as you said and bought some pads for my nighttime accidents. After a few days, the pads weren’t enough and so I got those pull-up type briefs. They worked for a while, but then I needed extra-absorbent maximum protection disposable underwear. This kept me dry through the nights. But to be safe, I started wearing the pads during the days too. After a while, I started wearing depends for women's underwear. They are like panties with extra protection. But I should have known those weren’t enough and had to start wearing the depends on adjustable underwear. Well to make a long story short, I now always wear day and night, two of the maximum protection depends on diapers and plastic panties over them. I don’t bother to change when I’m a little or moderately wet anymore. I only change myself when I have truly soaked or have a stinky mess in my diapers. Everything is fine now.”

Therapist: “What about Stewart?”

Joan: “Nothing, he is fine, I change my own sheets, he doesn’t have any problems as I have. He never had this type of problem, he is lucky I guess.”

Therapist: “Well it sounds like you have it all under control. You don’t have to come back if you don’t want to. When you're ready, you’ll be ready and not before.” The Therapist knew Joan would never be ready.

Joan and Stewart left the office never to return.

Helen, Keith, and Eric entered the office next. Helen sat in a chair, Keith lied to Helen’s left on the floor and Eric lied to Helen’s right also on the floor. Keith and Eric were both naked except for the collars they work and the leash attached to them. This wasn’t unusual for Eric since he is a dog, Keith as we recall is a man.

Therapist: “Hi, Helen good to see you.” The therapist pointed to Eric. “And this must be Eric?”

Helen: “Yes that’s Eric and you know Keith. I took your advice and things are as well as can be expected at home. When we left here, I went to the pet store and got some things for Keith. I got a doggie bed, colors, leashes, his own doggie toys. Everything I have for Eric I got for Keith. When we got home, I sat Keith down and told him all the rules., He has to follow the same rules as Eric, such as no lying on the couch and no begging at the table. Now I treat them equally and things couldn’t be better. They eat the same food, each from their own bowls. They sleep in their own dog beds at the foot of my bed. When one gets a treat they both get a treat. Keith knows I love them both equally now.

Therapist: “Good.”

Helen: “But there is one thing, they do seem to get a bit rambunctious every once in a while. Do you think I should neuter them?”

Therapist: “Well I have heard that neutering does calm a male dog down, maybe you should.”

Helen: “OK, I’ll take them both to my vet.”

Therapist, ”I know this vet who is excellent you should take them to him. He handles special dogs like Keith.”

The Therapist gave Helen the address of the vet and she left to have both Keith and Eric neutered. With her problem solved, Helen didn’t need to see the therapist again.

Paulina and Harvey were the next to arrive.

Therapist: “How is it going?”

Paulina: “It’s going wonderfully. Harvey is now a little brother a girl can be proud of. When we got home, I took him into my room and changed him from a brat to a proper gentleman. The first thing I did was make him incapable of speaking any obscenities at all. I also made him soft-spoken. He helps me when I need him. He does my nails for me once a week. It was so hard to do it myself, especially my right hand, so now he does paints both my finger and toenails. He has learned to do a very good job too.”

“When I need to go shopping and none of my friends are around, he comes with me. He holds my purse while I’m in the dressing room and he carries all the bags as I go from store to store. I also have him reading the fashion magazines so he can give me advice on how I look when I ask him. His days of saying ‘You look fine’ are over. He now has tact and is the perfect gentleman.”

“My best friend, has a fourteen-year-old sister, Esther. She is a little bit dorky and had never had a boyfriend. I had Harvey start asking her out. She said “No’ at first. But I had him persist, bringing her gifts and showing her he really cared until she finally said ‘Yes.’ Now they are dating, Harvey has to do everything he can to make her feel good and loved. He has to hold her hands whenever they are together. He has to phone her every night to say he loves her. He has to listen to everything she says and sympathize with her troubles. I think it's sweet, it’s very romantic actually, although I hear Harvey’s friends are making fun of him. They call him pussy whipped. Well, I suppose Harvey is pussy whipped, but it’s my pussy that is whipping him. I even have him wear panties when he is not with Esther to show him who is boss. He’ll be with Esther for as long as she wants him. Maybe he’ll marry her one day, if he does, I’ll make sure he follows her instructions permanently just like he now follows mine.”

Therapist: “Terrific, I don’t think you need to see me anymore. Take care.” And Paulina and Harvey left the office.

Finally, Wilma, Jim, and Eric arrived.

Therapist, “How is it going?”

Wilma, “Things couldn’t be better. We are like the three musketeers now. We do everything together. We see shows, go to movies and even to the park together all the time. If we can be together, we are together. At home, we all snuggle up together on the couch to watch the same TV programs or DVDs. Jim starts to kiss or touching me and then Eric joins in. Sometimes, it is me and Eric who start kissing and Jim joins in. Even it's Jim and Eric who start and I feel left out and so I join my men. No matter how it starts, we all end up in a menage et troi. We share equally so you never know who is in the middle. Of course, it doesn’t matter since we change positions frequently. One of my favorite positions is when Eric and Jim are french kissing each other, I like to stroke both of their dicks at the same time. Sometimes, Eric licks my pussy while Jim licks my asshole. That feels heavenly. But if Eric is licking my asshole while Jim is licking my pussy that is just as good. I tell you the positions are endless and we have tried most of them. We are very adventurous and I suspect eventually we’ll try every possible position three people can make. Thank you so much, you were right, Eric was jealous of us. Since we added Eric to our relationship there isn’t any more trouble at school anymore. Things worked out great.

Therapist, “I’m so happy for all of you, I don’t see any reason for any more sessions.” Wilma, Jim, and Eric left hand in hand. As they left, Eric whispered into Jim’s ear. A broad smile grew on Jim’s ear and they hurried to the car.