Fun and games with a hypnotised girl

It was a busy show: interviews with a footballer, a musician, a comedian; and a few music acts. But the camera was never far away from Sydney. She was sent up into the auditorium to interview audience members, who took the opportunity to fondle her bare skin.

She competed in games against the other guests, the host, members of the production team, or some of the audience. Apple bobbing that soaked her chest; musical statues that caused her unrestrained breasts to bounce this way and that; a race around a makeshift **** course set up through the corridors and offices of the network.

By the end of the broadcast, the unsuspecting girl was breathless and glistening under the bright lights, everyone present having enjoyed ogling and feeling up her body.

"Well it's nearly time to say goodbye," the host announced, "but before we go, let's get our hypnotist back out to wake Sydney up!"

The hypnotist returned to the stage to much applause, the audience keen to see how the blonde girl would react. He leaned over his victim, and placed his jands on either sids of her head.

"Sydney, I want you to listen to my voice," he said clearly and calmly. "You will remember nothing of what has happened while you have been hypnotised. When I remove my fingers from your temple, you will wake up, and have complete autonomy over your mind and body again."

When he pulled away, Sydney opened her eyes, looking around confused, and shaking her head...an action that saw her blonde locks brush her bare shoulders.

She glanced down at herself...and screamed.

"Ahhh!" the nude girl curled up into a ball, looking around frantically for her clothes that were not there. She launched herself over the back of the couch, her terrified face peeking out from her hiding place.

"Where are my clothes?!" she squeaked, pulling her limbs close to her and shivering.

"So I guess you weren't lying when you said you'd be embarrassed!" he laughed.

"W-what are you on about?!" Sydney wailed, bewildered. How had she gone from sitting fully clothed on a couch one second, to being sweaty and naked behind it the next?!

"Come out and we can talk about it. I think we'd all like to know what it's like to be hypnotised."

"No!" the blonde girl protested. "Get me something to wear, now!"

"If you join us on this side of the couch, I'll think about it."

It wasn't much of a promise, but it was the only chance Sydney had of being clothed again, so to much applause, she shuffled around the blue couch, pulling her knees up to her chest and hugging herself tightly.

"So tell us, Sydney; what is the last thing you remember?"

"I...I...I was sitting here, and that man was saying something to me. But when I opened my eyes, I was n-naked!"

"So you don't recall anything else that happened tonight?"

"What do you mean?!" Sydney cried, utterly perplexed. "I've just sat down...right?"

"I wouldn't worry about it, Sydney," the host chuckled, winking knowingly at the audience.

"Can I have my clothes back-?"

"Well, that's all we've got time for tonight!" the host interrupted. "Thank you very much to all of our guests...see you next week!"

The audience applauded as the camera panned away and the credits rolled. The last shot before cutting to the commercials was of Sydney Sweeney, entirely naked on a couch, curled into a ball, shivering, crying, and humiliated.