"Sure I guess."

“Yay! I love you, I love you!” Rachel wraps her arms around Megan in a loving platonic bear hug, and then abruptly drops it as she grows self-conscious of her nudity. Luckily for Megan, her friend had cleaned up enough not to ruin her clothes with stains during the hug.

“I don’t like hugs.”

“Aww… you’re always so cold….” Rachel pouts.

Megan sighs, “Okay, since the couch is obscenely sticky-”

“You made me do that!” Rachel retorts, blushing furiously.

“Hypnosis only works on the willing," retorts Megan, causing her friend's face to heat up even more. "Regardless, we’ll have to sit on the floor, unless you find wallowing in a puddle of your own filth immensely calming.”

“Fine with me!”

“Right, round 2, here we come.”

The two girls sit down on the floor across from each other, Megan cross-legged and Rachel hugging her knees to her chest.

“Focus on the watch again. Drift away to your established happy place…“

This time around, Rachel goes deep under quickly, her initial hesitation gone, the desire to feel really really damn good completely throwing her caution to the wind.

“For the sake of convenience, whenever you’re awake I will be able to return you to your trance state by saying ‘snuffalaphagus.’ This word is intentionally ridiculous so I don’t accidentally say it during casual conversation. Is that understood?”

“Yes.”

“Oh hold on, be right back.” The hypnotist stood up quickly and ran upstairs. Moments later, she returned with an articulated wooden anatomy doll that was using for her art major. She adjusts it to match Rachel’s current posture before issuing her command.

“When you wake up, you will find that you can’t look away from this doll, and that you can’t move the rest of your body aside from your head and mouth. Instead, you will be compelled to imitate whatever movement this doll makes. You won’t know why you can’t move of your own volition, only that copying its poses feels really erotic. However, if I toss this doll across the room, please don’t do the same. I don’t think we can afford the hospital bills.”

“Okay,” says Rachel blankly.

“Hypnotized patients are a tough crowd, huh? Anyway, 3. 2. 1. Wake up.”

Rachel opens her eyes, and immediately finds her gaze is locked to the doll. “H-huh?”

The blonde strains against invisible constraints, though it’s very difficult tell, considering she can only move her head. If Megan didn’t know any better, she’d think it was some sort of new neck exercise.

“W-what’d you do?”

“Good evening, sleepyhead.” Megan throws the doll up and catches it, her friend’s eyes following it attentively. It doesn’t land perfectly, however, and the legs spread a little, causing Rachel to do the same, letting out a little moan from obeying.

“Hmm,” there’s an awkward pause as Chinese girl stares at her friend, “well, I’ve just run out of ideas.”

“Way to kill the mood, Megan...”

“Hey, I’m just doing this for your benefit. I don’t get anything out of it.”

“S-sorry...” Rachel tries to hide her face sheepishly, but obviously she can’t.

“It’s fine.” They sit in silence for a bit before Megan starts absent-mindedly fiddling with the doll, haphazardly wiggling its limbs around.

“Ah, ah…!” With so many movements going on, the blonde has difficulty keeping up, though her pussy sure doesn’t. It begins to leak considerably, aroused by the doll’s erratic movements.

“Oh hey, that works. Honestly I forgot I was holding this thing.”

“I-it’s been --agh…-- only a few --ohhh….-- secONDSSSsss...!”

“It’s very hard to understand you when you’re orgasming. I’m gonna pause-”

“N-no…! Keep… g-going...”

“Oh. Okay,” she lets this go on for a few minutes before suddenly inspiration flashes in her eyes. She stops fidgeting with the doll, leaving its limbs straight up in the air like a turtle.

“Hey, Rach.”

“Aaaaaahhhhh…” There’s a very satisfied smile on Rachel’s face, her orgasm completed.

“Hey, no cumming yet. I haven’t even told you my idea.”

“Too late~!” The blonde sticks her tongue out playfully at her best friend, despite her compromising position nullifying any sort of smugness she could possibly conjure up.

“Whatever, snuffalaphagus.” Rachel slumps onto the floor.

“When you wake up, I will have called Asher here. You are not going to be embarrassed around him like you normally are; instead, you will show him how you really feel deep down. You will try to seduce him, and the two of you will finally have sex and become a couple after being stuck in this deadlock for 5 goddamn years. You got all that?”

“Yes.”

Leaving Rachel asleep, Megan pulls out her phone and dials Asher’s number.