Hypnosis!

For the last thirty seconds Susan had been staring at Emily’s necklace.

“For someone with your level of mind, you’re ridiculously easy to hypnotize, you bitch.

Now you’re going to answer my questions. Understood?”

“Yes,” replied the hypnotized straight-A student.

“First question: how much did that vest, those pants and all the rest cost?”

“I don’t know… I don’t really look at prices in stores.”

“Rich bitch, got it.”

“Second question: when did you lose your virginity?”

“I’m still a virgin, ma’am.”

“You? With a body like that?” said the prostitute, standing up and starting to grope Susans large breasts.

“Alright then. Now we’re going to swap clothes, and you’re going to go to the room next door. In five hours our hypnosis session ends. Understood?”

“Yes.”

Five hours later Susan woke up in some alley. She was wearing Emily’s clothes. Instead of elegant trousers, heeled boots and a vest, she now had fishnet stockings, a tiny skirt and a blazer. She couldn’t find her bra anywhere and her panties were sticky with cum. She was soaking wet, as if someone had pissed all over her. But worst of all — from her virgin pussy, ass and mouth just five hours earlier, cum was still leaking out.

The aching student staggered through the filthy slums until she saw a familiar face. It was Mary, her accountant. She was in just as bad shape. You could barely recognize her — the elegant navy suit was completely torn apart. Before Susan could even get close, some homeless guy pissed on her, snapping her awake.

“Susan…?”

“Mary! What happened?!”

“Some woman hypnotized me. She made me sign over your entire fortune to her… and then dumped me here.”

“What do you mean you signed over my fortune?”

“Yes… that Emily, or whatever her name is — she owns everything now.”