The girls perform in their underwear

"I'm a little teapot," sang Bonnie, doing the dance, "short and stout. Here is my handle, and hear is my spout."

"When I get all steamed up," sang Susie, also doing the dance, "then I shout! Tip me over and pour me out."

Anne clapped her hands in delight. "Excellent! Now be little bunny rabbits!"

Bonnie curled her hands like paws, put her knees together and started to hop around the stage, making little eeking noises. Susie did likewise. Hank and Ben, now sitting together in the front row, watched with interest as their bra-clad breasts bounced and their panty-clad bottoms wiggled. Anne, seeing how much they hated it, decided to let them be bunny rabbits for a while.

"Look, girls," she said, after a few minutes of it. "It's those boys you have a crush on! And they're watching your show! Isn't that fun? Turn around and shake your little cotton tails for them!"

Bonnie, gritting her teeth, turned around and obediently shook her plump bottom at the crowd, her little yellow panties barely containing her curves. With every move she make she was trying to break the hypnotic trance, to regain control of her body. So far, nothing. Susie, waggling her own more slender posterior, wasn't having any better luck.

"Who are you?" shouted Anne.

"I'm Small Tits Susie!"

"And I'm Big Bottom Bonnie!"

"Welcome to our very special bra and panties show!" This was shouted simultaneously, for the benefit of the three boys from the chess club who had just walked in the door. They stopped in the portal, frozen by the amazing sight before them, before getting shoved aside by Doc Topper, who served Bonnie all the time at the malt shop. Anne, by now completely drunk on power, watched the girls fume as they shimmied their backsides and danced in their underwear for her own personal entertainment.

All she could think was that it wasn't enough. She had to take it further. And further! Hypnotism was amazing!