A quiet evening leads to a fun new day.

Amanda could barely sleep as she thought of the world of possibilities that had opened up with Mackenzie's new susceptibility to hypnotic command. The orders she'd given to the redhead were certain to make things interesting in the short term, but the flood of new ideas in Amanda's mind put her in a state of arousal she'd never known before. It wasn't until what felt like an eternity with her fingers and more orgasms than she could keep track of that the magician drifted off to sleep.

The next day saw Amanda strolling happily into the restaurant she and Mackenzie used as their normal meal hangout. With a friendly and familiar wave to the girl at the door, Amanda made her way to their usual table and saw Mackenzie already waiting for her.

Mackenzie's body language and expression told Amanda all that she needed to know. True to her hypnotic command, Mackenzie had arrived in a tight blue tank top and simple white miniskirt. Two hard-to-miss bumps made it obvious that the redhead wasn't wearing a bra, and the way her hands pressed the end of her skirt down suggested she had no panties either. Mackenzie's face was cast downward, staring intently at the table with a crimson flush to her cheeks.

"Hey, Kenzie! You feeling alright?" Amanda asked cheerfully as she took her seat across the table from her friend. "You look kinda frazzled."

Amanda's sudden arrival startled Mackenzie, making the redhead jump in her seat a little. After a moment to calm down, she weakly shook her head. "I... I don't know what's wrong with me, Amanda. This has been the craziest morning of my life..."

"Oh, sweetie." Amanda said, putting on her best display of concern and compassion. "Wanna tell me about it?"