Terribly, she exposes herself even more

"Well now," Harry said, drawing the audience's attention back to Mackenzie (though a large portion of the audience's attention was never off Mackenzie), "Shall we try to get you offstage again miss?"

Mackenzie, who had been hypnotically **** to sit still in her chair for the past ten minutes despite her **** desire to get offstage and out of sight, was in wholehearted agreement. But her body was still locked in place, so she couldn't respond the the hypnotist.

"Oh right! You are freed from my last command." he said. But what Harry failed to accurately remember was "Just stay there" was his second to last command. His actual last command to Mackenzie was "Keep your clothes on."

Mackenzie's hypersuggestive brain evaluated the command she'd just been given and came to the logical conclusion that she still had to stay in the chair, but she should no longer keep her clothes on. And so, Mackenzie's body was released from her statue-like state, but she didn't stand up. Instead, the first thing she did was reach behind her back and unfasten her bra.

"WH-STOP!" A thoroughly frustrated Harry said as Mackenzie shrugged the plain white bra off her shoulders and let it fall to her lap. The crowd went wild as Mackenzie's perky round breasts bounced into view.

NOOO!!!! the redhead shouted inside her own head. COVER UP! RUN AWAY! DO SOMETHING!!

But her body, locked into place by Harry's "Stop" command, didn't move an inch. The only physical change was that of a blush spreading across Mackenzie's face.

"Okay! Let's try this one more time!" Harry said over the raucous audience. "First, put your bra back on."

Mackenzie slipped it back onto her torso, sliding the cups and straps in place, but didn't actually refasten it. Some of the crowd began booing as Mackenzie's glorious boobs were hidden from view.

"Next, stand up." Mackenzie complied and rose from the seat, once again putting her black thong on prominent display. "Now walk over here."

Mackenzie walked from the end of the stage over to where Harry stood in the middle. This served to give about half the audience a view of Mackenzie's spectacular ass, and shouts and cheers echoed through the building. As she got close, her bra slipped off her shoulders and began falling down her torso again. This, in turn, gave the other half of the audience a view to cheer about as Mackenzie's impressive bust reemerged. Before Harry could even utter a word of protest, Mackenzie's forward stepping leg hit the undergarment, sending it sliding a few feet to the side. And a few feet was all it took. It was close enough to the stage that, before it had even completely stopped moving, the bra was snatched up by the outstretched hand of someone in the front row.

"Oh for-" Harry said, looking like he was having trouble keeping his composure. "Seriously, now. Can we have that bra back please?"

And once again Harry's request was met with nothing but laughter and applause from the audience. By now virtually everyone was sure that Mackenzie had been a plant in what was a surprisingly risqué hypnotism act, especially considering it was being hosted by the school.

"Cover your breasts with something, please!" Harry said imploringly. Mackenzie's brain, for not entirely wrong reasons, reached the conclusion that she needed to cover herself with some kind of clothing. So, the redhead bent over (eliciting even further cheers) and began removing her socks. Once they were both off, she held one in front of each breast, technically covering them. Somehow, the idea of covering her breasts with her hands did not occur in Mackenzie's hypnosis-induced brain.

This sent an already excited and laughing crowd into an uproar. Mackenzie stood there onstage in front of hundreds of her fellow students, wearing just a thong and holding a small pair of gray socks in front of her chest.

Internally, Mackenzie was desperately wishing to be as far away from the crowd as possible. She couldn't believe how disastrously things had gone and she still didn't have any control over her physical actions beyond sporting a deep blush. She kept silently pleading with Harry to undo the hypnotism altogether so she could actually run offstage like she'd been willing her body to do for twenty minutes now.

After a deep and weary sigh, Harry said, "I think I've had more than enough of you for tonight." Addressing the audience he loudly said, "I know we've all had a good time at the, uh, expense of this young lady here." The audience cheered again. "But I think it's time I take her out of the hypnosis state."

This time he was met with louder boos from the crowd, clearly opposed to the decision. After a few moments, a chant gradually made its way across the audience, and soon hundreds of people were all chanting the same thing together.

"ALL. THE. WAY! ALL. THE. WAY! ALL. THE. WAY!"

Harry glanced back at the blank-faced Mackenzie, who seemed about one strong gust of wind away from total nudity.