Outside in their underwear

The audience, now fifty or sixty strong, trailed Susie and Bonnie to the door of the tent. They hesitated at the portal, not wanting to step into the world beyond. Fearing it, in fact, more than anything. But, with their subconscious minds at the mercy of Trickett's jade pendulum and Anne's hitherto undiscovered lust for power, they had ****.

The cheerleader had whispered detailed instructions into each girl's ear. They were going to follow it to the letter. Whether they liked it or not. And they did not.

Bonnie and Susie took a deep breath each, and stepped out into Sideshow Alley. In the middle of all the people, the shining lanterns and clattering wooden games, the whirling rides and jangling music and dancing clowns, right in the centre of what felt to them both like the crowded centre of the world. In their underwear.

Bonnie tried to bite down the words that came to her lips. But it was no use.

"Hey, everyone!" she called out. "I'm Big Bottom Bonnie, and I'm in my bra and panties!"

"I'm Small Tits Susie!" added Susie. "And I'm in my panties and bra! Everyone, look at us!"

And everyone did look at them, or at least a fair portion of the people. There was an elevated stage at the north end of Sideshow Alley, at the centre of a busy intersection, and Bonnie and Susie made straight for it. They climbed up onto it, wincing at the strength of the spotlight which shone permanently on the stage at all time and illuminated their naked pale skin, and shouted "Check it out, guys! It's our special bra and panties show!"

And then, to the amusement of the crowd, who had no idea what was going on but weren't going to reject it on that basis, they began to act like little bunny rabbits.

It was a long time before the hypnosis began to wear off, and Bonnie and Susie were finally able to flee shrieking into the midst of the carnival - still clad, of course, in only their underwear. By then, of course, Trickett had caught up with Anne-Marie, but that's another story.