Hypnotism Demonstration

"... hypnotism demonstration!"

“Hypnotism? You’ve got to be goddamn kidding me,” Stocking groaned, not bothering to try speaking quietly. “Of all the fake horseshit you could have shown us, this is definitely going to be the fakest and the shittiest.”

“Ooooh, it sounds to me like we have a skeptic in the audience!” Zeelee replied with a confident smirk on her face. “Well then, if you’re so certain that hypnotism is fake, then why don’t you come up here and test it yourself?”

“You know what? You’re on, bitch,” Stocking replied standing up from her seat. “It’s about time someone deflated that oversized ego of yours.”

“Excellent!” Zeelee clapped with delight. “And, why don’t you bring your redheaded friend up with you? I do need a male volunteer as well.”

“Fine – but you better get ready to eat your words.” Stocking grabbed a flustered Brief by the hand and dragged him up onto the stage. “So, what do we have to do?”

“It’s simple – just sit down these two chairs and follow my instructions,” Zeelee replied motioning to two plastic chairs her assistants had brought out. “Now, before we begin, would you mind telling me your names?”

“B-brief,” the redheaded geek replied as he took his seat. “Briefers Rock.”

“And I’m Stocking Anarchy,” the goth in the seat a foot away added. “Now, can we please get this started so I can debunk you already?”

“Of course, my dear.” Zeelee took her coin on a string and dangled it in front of Stocking’s face, waving it back and forth at a steady pace. “Now, I want you to pay close attention to this coin, Stocking. Focus on the coin. There is nothing in the world besides this coin… and my voice.”

“This is so fucking stupid,” Stocking said as her eyes traced the movement of the coin. “There’s no way this will work.”

“You’re starting to feel sleepy now… oh so very sleepy… your eyelids are starting to feel heavy as I speak,” Zeelee continued. “Now, when I snap my fingers, you are going to enter the deepest sleep of your entire life, and you will be under my command. One… two…”

“Just give up already; I told you, hypnotism is fake gar-“ Stocking began, only to find herself interrupted.

“Three!” Zeelee snapped her fingers and, in an instant, stocking slumped forward in her seat, eyes closed and completely asleep.

“Zzz… zzz…” Stocking snored, her chin resting atop the soft black cat bag in her arms.

“Wow, you actually did it!” Brief waved his hand in front of Stocking’s face as the crowd clapped. “You got her to sleep.”

“Yes, I did; but that’s not the only thing I can make her do,” Zeelee replied. “Stocking, when I snap my fingers again, you will wake up… as a chicken!”

The magician snapped her fingers and stocking stood up from her chair instantly, dropping her cat bag and spraying candy all over the stage.

“Bock bock bocka! Bock bock bocka!” Stocking clucked, her arms moving like wings at her side as she strutted around the stage.

“Wow, that’s even more impressive,” Brief said as he watched Stocking bend over to peck candy off the ground like they were chicken feed. “But, uh… is this ethical?”

“Don’t worry, you can’t make anyone do anything they really don’t want to using hypnosis, so technically this is all consensual,” Zeelee explained. “Now, Stocking, when I snap my fingers again you are going to transform into… a dog in heat!”

The magician snapped her fingers and stocking instantly dropped down to her hands and knees.

“Arf! Arf arf arf!” Stocking waved her butt in the air behind her, as if she had a tail before running over to Brief and pressing her face into cock and ball sack.

“Ah! S-Stocking!” Brief gasped, his half-hard dick lengthening to full mast as he felt the goth’s hot breath and angel soft skin against him. “W-what are you doing?”

“Like I just said, she’s a dog in heat now!” Zeelee chimed in. “That means that the only thing she can think about… is bones!”

“Bow wow! Bow wow wow!” Stocking mumbled into Brief’s nutsack before raising her head run her tongue along Brief’s cock. Stocking gripped the armrests of his chair hard as he could as Stocking began to slobber all over Brief’s dick with her tongue. She had sucked his dick a few times already, of course, but before she did it just to try and get a taste of his flavored seed. Now, she seemed to lick and suck at him with an almost animalistic passion, as if she was desperately trying to make him feel as excited as she did.

“Ooooh, Stocking! That feels too good!” Brief moaned as Stocking focused her tongue on lapping at his swollen cockhead. “S-slow down, or I’m going to cum too fast!”

“Yip!” Stocking, as if understanding what Brief just said, pulled herself off his cock and turned herself around. She then reached behind herself with both hands, pushing her ass further up into the air in front of Brief in the process, and spread her pussy wide. Her labia was red and moist, her clit was begging for attention, and the scent of her arousal was so strong that even the men in the audience could smell her pheromones. “Bark! Bark bark bark!”

“S-Stocking!? W-what are you doing now?” Brief stammered, the sight of Stocking’s open pussy in front of him so arousing that he nearly broke out in a nosebleed.

“Isn’t it obvious? She wants you to put out her heat!” Zeelee explained, putting a hand on Brief’s shoulder. “So what are you waiting for? Why don’t you reward her for being such a good, obedient girl?”

“This can’t be happening…” Brief thought silently to himself as his eyes transfixed on the dripping hole waving in front of him. “There’s no way that she’d actually want to have sex with me deep down… right?” Brief swallowed and looked away. “I’m sorry, Zeelee, but… I just can’t.”

“Huh, oh, I get it! You must not be into animal play! That’s fine!” Zeelee readied her fingers. “Stocking! When I snap my fingers again, you’re going to wake up you’re going to be a sultry exotic dancer… and Brief here is your #1 customer!”

The magician snapped her fingers again and Stocking finally stopped spreading her pussy lips wide. Electronic dance music began playing from the speakers as Stocking stood up, and she began to move her body in time with the beat of the music.

“Stocking? W-what are you doing now?” Brief asked, but the angel seemed to be in a different world and ignored him as she continued dancing. Her hips swung in time to the music as she slowly moved closer to him, showing absolutely no shame as she showed off her mostly naked body for both him and the audience. Brief would hate to use the word in this situation, but her movements really were hypnotic in every way, and the young geek couldn’t take his eyes off her jiggling tits or her soft rear as she moved.

“As I said before, she’s a dancer now,” Zeelee replied. “And right now, the only thing on her mind is making her number one man happy~”

It wasn’t until Stocking was standing directly in front of Brief, with her tits in his face and her ass jiggling for the audience behind her, that Brief realized that the angel was almost on top of him. He tried to tell her to stop, but he was interrupted by the goth climbing into his lap and sandwiching his hard cock between his stomach and hers.

“Oh, Stocking… this… this feels so good!” Brief groaned as Stocking ground against him in time with the music in his lap. “B-but… are you sure you really want to do this? Y-you’re hypnotized after all, and I don’t want to make you do anything you might-mmmph!”

Stocking silenced Brief by wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in for a passionate kiss. Her tongue darted fearlessly into his unprepared mouth, pressing up against his throat as it massaged every inch inside him that it could. Her tongue brought with it a hurricane of sweet flavors as well, as Brief got a taste of all the candy Stocking had been eating while in the audience. It was so delectable that he couldn’t help but drool into the angel’s mouth, but she was more than willing to drink that down for him.

“Mmmph! S-Stocking!” Brief mumbled into his friend’s mouth as he returned the kiss, rubbing his hands up and down the angel’s perfect back. Stocking seemed to be encouraged by this and ground herself against him even harder, leaving a faint trail of arousal against his thighs as she rubbed her naked pussy against him.

“D-damn… she’s so good at this! Where did she learn how to dance like this?” Brief wondered silently to himself as Zeelee broadcast the sound of his sloppy make-outs to the audience. “Oh, right, her transformation sequence…”

Then, as the music increased intensity and headed towards a crescendo, Stocking stood up out of Brief’s lap and aimed the tip of his diamond-hard cock towards her pink, puffy lower lips. Brief stared at her angelic labia with anticipation, the smell of her intense arousal wafting up to his nose as he watched a drop of her warm feminine juices drip down onto his tip. Then, just as she was about to plunge herself down, Zeelee snapped her fingers again.

“Alright, I think that’s enough for now – we have to run this show on a tight schedule, after all,” Zeelee announced. “Stocking, sit back down in your seat, and when I snap my fingers again you’ll wake back up as your normal unhypnotized self.”

Stocking stood up off of Brief and headed back to her chair, both to Brief’s relief and disappointment.

“Alright, now you’ll wake back up normal in three… two… one!” Zeelee snapped her fingers, and the glazed look in Stocking’s eyes disappeared instantly.

“-bage. Just complete bullshit that’s faker than my sister’s tits,” Stocking said, finishing her sentence from earlier. “Uh… what’s going on? Why are you all looking at me like that?”

“What? Don’t you remember?” Zeelee asked with a giggle. “You were hypnotized, and I must say that you just gave our audience a wonderful show!”

“Oh, I get it now – you’re trying to gaslight me into thinking I was hypnotized, aren’t you?” Stocking crossed her arms in frustration. “I should have known you would try something like this.”

“Well, if you deny that you were hypnotized, then how do you explain all that candy of yours on the ground?” Zeelee motioned to the mess in front of Stocking and her discarded bag.

“Misdirection, of course,” Stocking replied. “You just distracted me long enough with your stupidity to steal that from me.”

A few members of the audience offered to show Stocking recordings of the performance that they took on their phones, but Zeelee hushed them with her hand.

“Well then, if you still don’t believe in hypnotism, then why don’t we try it out on your little friend here?” Zeelee asked, motioning towards Brief. “If I can hypnotize him, then would that make you a believer?”

“Pfft, if you want to try hypnotizing that little pea-brain, go right ahead,” Stocking replied. “It’s not going to work, though, because hypnotism is fake as shit.”

“We’ll just see about that!” Zeelee walked over to Brief and began to wave her coin in front of his face. “Pay attention to my coin… there is nothing in the world besides the coin… and my voice. You are starting to feel sleepy… when I snap my fingers, you will fall into the deepest sleep of your life. One… two…”

“Oh, jeez…” Brief mumbled as he felt himself go into a trance. “C-can you promise you won’t have me do anything too embarrass-“

“Three!” Zeelee snapped her fingers and Brief was knocked out cold. Stocking, however, was not impressed.

“Please, I could do that if I had enough sedatives,” Stocking said dismissively. “You’re going to have to do more than that to change my mind.”

“Oh, I can do a lot more than that,” Zeelee replied, her voice ever confident. “Now then… we’ve already had Stocking be a dog, so how about we’ll have Brief become… a cat!”

The magician snapped her fingers and Brief woke up again.

“Nyan!” Brief swiftly dropped to his hands and knees and began to wander around the stage occasionally stopping to stretch his back or groom the back of his hand with his tongue. Then, after showing disinterest for the audience, Brief made his way over to Zeelee and began to mewl at her. “Meow! Meow meow!”

“Oh, is my little kitty hungry?” Zeelee bent her knees and pinched Brief’s cheeks. “Well, how about I fix you up some nice… fish!”

Zeelee snapped her fingers again and Brief collapsed onto the stage, now flopping around helplessly like a minnow without a pond.

“Well? Have I convinced you yet?” Zeelee asked, turning back to Stocking.

“The only thing that you convinced me of is that Brief is an even bigger limp-dick loser than I first thought,” Stocking coldly replied. “He’s so **** to try and impress you that he’s going along with this stupid game. I can’t believe he managed to disappoint me even more than he already has, but I guess I underestimated him.”

“Limp-dick loser, eh?” A devilish smirk snuck its way onto Zeelee’s face. “Well, if that’s what you think of him, then why don’t we change that? Brief! When I snap my fingers, you will become the most confident stud around… and Stocking here will be your girlfriend!”

A snap echoed across the stage and Brief finally stopped squirming and stood back up on two feet. He then turned toward Stocking and ran his hand up across his face, moving his long red bangs out of the way and revealing his piercing green eyes to Stocking for the very first time.

The instant Stocking saw Brief’s eyes, she felt her heart skip a beat.

“Holy shit… has Brief really been this handsome this whole time, and I just never noticed it?” Stocking thought to herself. “W-wait, he’s not handsome! Don’t you dare think this loser is hot, Stocking! He just… has really pretty eyes and nice hair, and a cute smile… anyone can have those things, but that doesn’t make them hot!”

Brief walked confidently over to Stocking, his every movement seemingly more dignified now, right down to the bouncing of his dick beneath him. Once he reached her, Brief took Stocking’s hand and gently kissed it, causing her heart to flutter once again.

“N-nice trick, Geek Boy.” Stocking looked away and blushed like a tomato. “Maybe if you acted this way more often you’d have a real girlfriend.”

Brief didn’t seem deterred by Stocking’s insult and kept holding her hand, infuriating her by the way he looked longingly into her eyes. Then, they were both taken by surprise when Zeelee took out a remote and used it to start slow orchestral dance music. Sensing an opportunity, Brief got down on his knee in front of Stocking and silently extended a hand to silently offer her to dance.

“Seriously? You honestly want to slow dance with me here? I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but we’re both mostly naked in front of a crowd of equally-naked total strangers,” Stocking said, still blushing. “This isn’t exactly a romantic situation.”

Brief just kept kneeling in front of her, however, his eyes silently reassuring and letting her know the invitation was still open.

“… fine, but you better not step on my feet.” Stocking took Brief’s hand and allowed him to pull him into a waltzing position, with Brief taking the lead. Together, they began to dance across the stage, causing many in the audience to say ‘aww’ at the sight of it. Stocking did her best to ignore those people, though, and focused on the hot man in front of her.

“He’s not hot!” Stocking reminded herself. “So what if he’s suddenly patient and understanding… and can dance… and his dick actually feels kind of good when it presses against your leg… that doesn’t mean anything!”

Despite her internal monologue, Stocking kept feeling herself growing hotter with each passing second she had her body pressed against Brief’s, and she couldn’t get over how captivating his eyes were. Soon, she could feel her nipples grow hard against his chest, and the tingles of arousal began to appear in her lower body.

“Goddamn it… you must think you’re being so goddamn smart right now…” The angel swore under her breath as she kept dancing with Brief. “You probably believe that you have me wrapped around your finger… completely buying into this hypnosis story and that you’re some kind of stud now, but…” Stocking trailed off, and Brief giggled. “Oh, shut up.”

Brief stopped his laughter and looked Stocking in the eye again to reassure her. Then, as the music swelled, he closed his eyes once more and leaned forward with his lips puckered. And, in spite of her better judgement, Stocking did the same and their lips met together in a loving kiss.

“Alright, times up!” Zeelee announced only a few seconds into the kiss. “Time for you to wake up completely, Brief!”

Zeelee snapped her fingers and, within moments, the kiss was completely ruined.

“Pffffft!” Brief sputtered into Stocking’s mouth, the situation he was in catching him by complete surprise as he came back to reality. Stocking, suddenly assaulted by the feeling of Brief’s body panicking against hers, swiftly pushed him away. “W-what!? S-Stocking!? What in the world just happened? I remember being in my chair, and then a snap and then… then I was kissing you!?”

“So… do you believe in hypnotism yet?” Zeelee asked mockingly as the crowd cheered behind her.

“Yeah… I do,” Stocking replied, blushing as red as a cherry as she wiped her mouth and picked up her candy bag. “There’s no way Geek Boy would ever act that way without some kind of **** making him.”

“Heh, then it looks like my mission was complete!” Zeelee spun around and struck a pose for the audience as firecrackers shot out streamers behind her. “Thank you all so much for coming to my show, everyone! If you’d like an autograph or some memorabilia, feel free to buy some on your way out! And if you want to come to my show tomorrow, feel free! Just be sure not to spoil anything for new audience members, okay?”

Zeelee gave her cheering fans a sexy wink before turning around and disappearing in a flash of smoke, which left Brief and Stocking alone onstage with the bunny girl assistants.

“So, uh… what exactly did I do while I was hypnotized?” Brief asked awkwardly, his bangs over his eyes again.

“N-nothing you need to worry about,” Stocking replied. “What about me? What did that bitch do while I was under her spell?”

“Oh, uh… nothing that bad…” Brief replied with a cough. “So, uh, I guess we should pick the next spot in the park to visit, huh?” **** to change the subject, Brief took out his map of the park and showed it to Stocking. “W-where do you think we should head next?”