It was all just an illusion

Putting on her best positive attitude, Amanda called through the door, "Hey Mack I think that was our best show ever!"

"I can't believe that happened!" Mackenzie shouted from behind the door.

Amanda sighed. "Fine, Mackenzie I probably owe you an apology. But it's really not that big of a deal." She had an idea of how she could explain herself to Mackenzie.

Mackenzie opened the door and glared at Amanda. "Not that big of a deal?! I was completely naked out there! How did that even happen?!"

Mackenzie stood in the doorway wearing nothing but a pair of jeans and blush. But she made no effort to cover her exposed breasts.

Oops, thought Amanda, I said "fine" so she must think she's fully dressed again. Amanda entered the dressing room and sneakily dropped the small pile of clothes she'd been holding behind her torso. They landed softly on the couch, concealed by Amanda's continued talking.

"Look, when I put you under hypnosis, one of the suggestions was that you would think you were nude when I said a certain word."

"Wait, what?" Mackenzie demanded.

Amanda brought her hands up defensively. "I thought the audience would get a kick out of seeing you all embarrassed like that. And it worked! Tell me that wasn't our best show ever."

Mackenzie did have to admit she had never seen the audience so thrilled by their routine before. "Well what was the word?" Mackenzie asked.

Thinking quickly, Amanda realized she could make this work to her advantage. She just needed to get Mackenzie out of her pants first. "Please don't freak out okay?"

Amanda's quick thinking paid off as Mackenzie unbuttoned and stepped out of her pants. "I won't freak out this time." Mackenzie promised, oblivious to the fact that she was stripping herself again. She had no underwear on underneath, just as Amanda had been counting on. Both her bra and panties were still in the bundle of clothes on the couch.

"Naked." Amanda stated, letting Mackenzie realize how she was truly dressed. Which just so happened to be naked at the time.

"Whoa!" Mackenzie gasped at the sight of her suddenly naked body, quickly covering her breasts and pussy out of reflex. "So... I wasn't actually naked on stage?"

"Not at all!" Amanda grinned while lying, "Hypnosis is powerful stuff, Mack. It just tricks your brain into thinking you're undressed!"

"I... I guess." Mackenzie relented, slowly lowering her arms. "So I'm fully clothed right now?"

"Yep." Amanda lied before realizing she needed to persuade her friend to get dressed again, "But if it makes you feel better you can go through the motions of getting dressed again."

"I-I think I'm gonna do that." Mackenzie replied, still embarrassed. Amanda left the room and Mackenzie came out a few minutes later fully dressed in what she had come to work in earlier that day. A t-shirt under a light blue sweater and jeans. The redhead, clearly still stressed out with how the evening had gone, collapsed on the small couch next to Amanda. "I'm not exactly thrilled that I'm gonna think I'm naked every time someone mentions the word around me."

"Look, don't worry Mack!" Amanda said as she packed her bag for the night. "First of all, it's only my voice that could trigger those commands. Just because some random guy yells it at you doesn't mean it would do anything."

"That's a relief." Mackenzie muttered.

"Plus, these hypnotic suggestions are short term. One good night's sleep and it'll be gone."

Though, it wouldn't be too hard to add in new ones at the next show... Amanda thought, her mind already buzzing with potential ideas.

"Thanks, Amanda. That makes me feel a lot better."

"Hey how about we go out to breakfast tomorrow? My treat!" Amanda offered.

"Well we did just have our most successful show yet." Mackenzie admitted with a smile, "Sounds good to me."

Amanda headed home and Mackenzie drove back to her apartment. Feeling drained, the redheaded beauty quickly washed off her makeup and changed into some light pajamas before promptly going to bed.