Addison Rae

"Still job hunting?"

My roommate, Addison Rae, was taking selfies in the foyer.

"Yeah," I sighed. "But three years as a hypnotist doesn't exactly scream 'qualified'."

Addison and I had attended high school together, I was a year above her but we stayed in contact and even stayed friends. I was both proud and shocked to see how she had amassed a heap of followers. It had always been a dream of hers.

She put her phone down. "Don't worry," she said. "You'll find something."

You see, most people thought Addison was glued to her phone, but she was a very sweet and caring person off-camera.

"I know!" she said. "Hypnotize me!"

"I don't know, Addie," I said. Only her closest friends called her Addie.

"Come on, it'll be fun!" she insisted. "Plus, you've never show me your act before!"

She was right. I relented and told her to sit on the couch, and got my pocket watch and swung it in front of her face. Generic, yeah, but it worked the best.

After a while, her eyelids fluttered. She was succumbing to the influence of the watch.

"Addie," I said as I watched her body sway with the watch. "Sleep!"

I said it with **** so the command could register, and her head was soon resting on her boobs.

I wanted to snap her out of it immediately, but I realized that with her like this I could have fun.