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John heard the doorbell ring and rushed to answer it. Standing outside was Mariah Carey, his first victim of the show.

"Sir," she said. "My apologies for coming so late, but I was curious about your hypnosis abilities."

"Well, they aren't too special," John said. "I took a few classes, and that's basically it. I hope you had fun at the show tonight."

"I think so," Mariah said. "If I could remember it, I think I would enjoy it very much."

"I made you think you were a frog, you know."

Mariah blushed. "Really?"

John nodded.

"Well, then," Mariah blushed deeper. "Would you mind making me that forever?"

John was taken aback by this request. Granted, he did mean to leave one of the women as their animal trigger forever, but he didn't expect Mariah to be willing to be a frog.

"Um, sure," John said. "You'll have to strip naked first. Frogs don't wear clothes."

Mariah obeyed, and once she was naked, John put her to sleep.

"Okay, Mariah, when I wake you up, you will be my pet frog. You will still respond to your old name, however the name you have as a frog is...Hoppy. Your freeze trigger shall still work on you, but you will no longer go to your human state if I unfreeze you. Understand?"

Mariah puffed out her cheeks, then ley out a long, throaty 'RRRRIIIIBBBBITTT!" Clearly, she was eager to embrace her new life.

John woke her. She squatted down, her eyes in a reverse eye cross, and began to jump around.

"Rrribbit!" she croaked with each hop. "Rrrriiibbbittt!"

"Hey, Hoppy!" John laughed as a lone fly buzzed by and Mariah tried catching it with her tongue.

John was horny. He wanted to fuck one of these women before the others came.