Hypnosis Show Headliner

Mistress James always felt alive stepping onto stage, like waking up from a deep sleep. She already had her volunteer, a vivacious redhead named Amy, asleep on the chair in the middle of the stage. She loved this moment, savoring the anticipation before she humiliated the hapless volunteer who fell into her clutches.

"Amy, nod if you can hear your Mistress." James nodded as she spoke, and Amy, sitting in her chair, nodded as well. "Good girl. Now, as soon as I snap my fingers, you'll get up and act like a chicken, clucking and flapping your arms as you peck around on the stage. Once you've done a full circuit, you'll return to your suggestible trance." James paused for the audience to laugh at the idea, and then snapped her fingers together.

Instantly, James started bobbing her head, her arms tucked against her sides like wings, flapping freely. She bent over and started pecking at the stage, slowly walking around it, looking for seeds and bugs. She walked slowly, clucking occasionally to herself, until she had gone all the way around. As soon as she finished walking, she stood up again, and continued.

"Isn't Amy great, folks? What's next. Ah, I know. Amy, every time I snap my fingers, you'll take on a sexy new pose, showing off your body." James had the audience following her every word, and knew they'd love seeing this beauty showing her body off.

*snap*

James cocked out her hip, putting one hand on the hip and the other behind her head, proudly showing her chest and her crotch.

*snap*

James bent at the knees a bit, sticking her ass out behind her, even as she put a finger to the perfect "O" of her lips.

*snap*

James squatted down and spread her legs apart, hands on her knees, making sure that everyone in the audience had a great view of her crotch.

"James, freeze."

Mistress James was confused. That sounded like Amy speaking, but Amy was posing robotically and couldn't speak, right?

"James, awake."

James felt the all too familiar confusion of not being who he thought he was. He wasn't a hypnotist, and he certainly wasn't a woman. He had been following the orders he'd been giving, though, leaving him stuck in place exposing himself to the very real audience in front of him. He wanted to hide, to cover up, but he couldn't move at all.

"James, cum your thoughts away."

Suddenly, James' cock exploded, squirting all over the stage in front of him, and it felt like his mind was squirting out along with all the cum. It just kept going and going and going and going................