Next Up

Jack had a while to wait, so he caught a cat nap. He woke up as it was time for the next client. He really wanted to see how gullible this gun made people.

The next client to come in was Madeline Brewer: The redhead with prominent cheekbones and gaunt cheeks. She came in wearing a gold and black dress.

Jack zapped her.

"Nice gun," she said.

"Madeline, it's extremely important you strip naked, get on your hands and knees, and bark like a dog. You have to do it right now! Don't question it; just do it!"

"Oh my god!" said Madeline as she took off her dress then her black lace panties and heels. She got on her hands and knees and started barking.

"Madeline, what the hell are you doing?" asked Jack.

"You said I had to strip naked and get on my hands and knees and bark like a dog."

"No, you just walked in, stripped, and got on your hands and knees and started barking. I didn't say a word to you before that."

Madeline looked around for a second then sat up and covered her breasts. "What the fuck? Why would I do that?"

"I don't know, but you walked in with that extra dress, threw it, and a pair of panties down, and got on your hands and knees. You need to get up."

Madeline stood up.

"It's a good thing you're not naked."

Madeline looked down. "Oh, it is, isn't it."

Fuck, she really believes she's clothed! thought Jack.