Personality clothes

"Depending on the clothes you are wearing, will decide what personality you shall have!" The magician declared. There was a short moment of silence, the crowd awaited Vanessa's response. The former CEO took one look at him and burst into laugher. The crowd gasped in shock as Vanessa cackled. "Really!? That's the best you got!?" Vanessa continued to laugh.

The magician kept his smug smile, he knew the hypnosis worked. "It is indeed my dear, see right now you're in the outfit of an entitled and obnoxious woman, with far too much money for her own good!" He remarked and gestured toward Vanessa's white top and jeans. The crowd nodded their heads in agreement.

Vanessa stopped her laughter and glared at the magician. "Well at least it's a better life than whatever... whatever this is!" Vanessa gestured at the magician, almost disgusted by his prescence. "And as far you people!" Vanessa swiftly turned to face the crowd. "What the fuck are you all looking at!?" Vanessa accused the crowd.

As the crowd grew angry, the magician calmed them. "Vanessa, turn to me." He spoke in a soft tone. Vanessa immediately obeyed, he used more commands on her. "Oh fuck..." She muttered, unable to move. "Now I want you to take those clothes off for me, they are making you far too problematic!" He demanded in the same tone of voice.

Vanessa gasped angrily, disgusted by such a request. "How DARE you! I could have you arrested for that!" She yelled at him, while she started to undress. "Wait... no stop!" Vanessa argued with her own body as it disobeyed her. Within moments, her designer jeans and perfect white top were in a pile infront of her. She now stood in just her cotton white bra and panties, revealing her perfect boobs and big butt.

The crowd were the people laughing, they all pointed at Vanessa. "Stop it! All of you!" Vanessa whined, her powerful demeanor had been stripped off with her clothes. The magician was impressed with the sight before him. "There we go, much better. Now you're alot easier to deal with." He told Vanessa with a smile.

Vanessa clenched her fists, she was furious. "You won't get away with this, pervert!!" She yelled at him. "As a matter of fact, I will Vanessa. Need I remind you of your demotion? Hmm? Would you care to tell the people why you were demoted?" The magician taunted. Vanessa looked down at the ground in shame. She had forgotten about that entire ordeal, the embarrassment flooded her mind once again. "No... please don't tell them.." She pleaded with the magician, **** for that information to remain secret.

The magician smiled. "Well, if you don't wanna tell the audience, then I'd say you need a different personality!" He exclaimed loudly. Vanessa watched him swish his wand, as a curtain dropped next to his stall. It revealed a wooden wardrobe. "Let's see what's in here for you to wear..." He exclaimed.

Vanessa gulped, unable to move. She knew whatever outfit was in there, it was going to make her act incredibly embarassing...