Her hypnotist had melted her mind. She held the gooey remains in her hands. 

She giggled spacily. 

He smiled at her. "How does that feel, love?" 

It took her a few moments to find words, finding herself transfixed by the slime oozing through her fingers. 

"Gooey," she finally managed. 

He laughed. "What else?" he asked.

"Sticky," she said, feeling the wet remains of cortex sticking to her skin. 

He nodded. "Yes, your brain is very sticky. It holds on to everything I say, doesn't it?" 

She grinned proudly and nodded. 

She kept staring at her melty brain. It had sparkles! They were so beautiful. 

"Anything else?" he asked. 

"Pretty," she said, in awe.

"Aww," he said, kissing her forehead. "Yes, I believe yours is the prettiest brain I've ever seen."