Chloe was lounging on her bed, in her dorm room. She was mindlessly scrolling through her phone not looking for anything in particular just nothing better to do. She did have homework, but just didn't want to deal with that right now.
Her roommate, Eli, was at the desk, laptop in her face, books spread all over the table. The girl looked seriously stressed out.
"Eli, you study too much. You need to learn to have some fun. We are in college. This is not the time to study" said Chloe without even looking up from her phone.
"I wish. I got this stupid psychology test tomorrow. I am seriously going to fail and then I won't get into medical school and my life will be over."
"What are you learning?" asked Chloe, not really caring about the answer, but just making small talk.
"Hypnotism. It's such bullshit. We are studying the history and the methods. I need to memorize all these weird monologues, like look into my eyes. Like that will actually hypnotize anyone. I am seriously going to fail."
"If you stop freaking out, you can practice on me" said Chloe.
"It seemed like a fun activity to break her boredom and, at least, Eli will calm down," thought Chloe.
"Seriously. You'll do that for me? Oh my god, that would be so great. I can really practice. Thank you so much," Eli said excitedly, and moved to sit on the bed next to Chloe.
Eli looked directly to into Chloe's eyes. "Look into my eyes."
Chloe almost started laughing when Eli said it, but had to restrain herself to stay serious.
Eli just frowned and continued speaking. "Listen to the sound of my voice. Imagine yourself on the beach. You can feel the sand in your feet. You can hear the sound of the ocean. You are getting sleepy. Your eyelids are getting heavy. Focus on my voice."
Chloe wasn't feeling sleepy and her eyelids weren't getting heavy, but she didn't want her roommate to get more stressed out, so she decided to just play along. She let her shoulders sag like she was going under, and slowly closed her eyes.
"Holly shit" blurted Eli, and then quickly recovered and worried that she might have broken the hypnotic attention.
"Focus on my voice. Focus on the soothing sound of my voice."
"Now for the part to see if this actually works," thought Eli.
"I will give you instructions. When you awake you will think of them as your own ideas. Your first instruction is to hop on one foot 5 times. When you hear the phrase white pineapple, you will return to this state to receive more instructions. When I snap my fingers, you will wake up and forget that you were hypnotized and feel refreshed."
Eli snapped her fingers and anxiously looked at Chloe.
Chloe wasn't hypnotized, but it was fun to play along. Besides, Eli was seriously stressed, and Chloe figured there was no harm of making Eli think she actually hypnotized her.
Chloe got up, and hopped on one foot like it was the most normal thing to do. After hoping around for 5 times, she returned to lounge on her bed.
"I feel so refreshed."
Eli couldn't believe it actually worked. It was possible that Chloe was just messing with her.
"The only way to really test this was to make Chloe do something that she would never do" thought Eli.
"White pineapple."
Chloe almost forgot about the trigger word. But she quickly recovered, and acted like she was back in hypnotic trance. She let her shoulder slump and let her eyelids droop a little.
"You will take off the sweat pants and put on your white tennis skirt."
Eli snapped her fingers.
Without saying a word, Chloe went to her closet and started rummaging for her white tennis skirt. Finally finding it, she lowered her sweat pants, and put on the white tennis skirt. She remembered why she never wore it. She bought it on a whim, and only realized later how obnoxiously short the skirt was. It was meant to be worn with shorts as it left half her ass exposed, and just barely covered her panties in the front. Having finished dressing, Chloe returned and pretended like nothing happened.
"I feel so refreshed."
"Hmm" uttered Eli unconvinced. She needed to push Chloe further. It was like a battle.
"What's up?" asked Chloe pretending to be confused about Eli reaction.
"Nothing, sorry, just thinking about a school project."
And before Chloe could ask anything else, Eli blurted out "White Pineapple" and looked at Chloe.
It took a second again for Chloe to remember what to do.
"Eli was definitely getting more suspicious" thought Chloe.
"Chloe when I give you an instruction, you will perform them immediately and not wait until I snap my fingers."
Eli waited a few seconds to see if Chloe will respond in anyway. When Chloe remained passive, she continued.
"Lift your skirt and hold it up."
It wasn't anything that Eli hasn't already seen. They were roommates after all. Eli saw Chloe enough times in her panties and bra. Besides, she was feeling a little thrill to go through with it.
She lifted the front of the tennis skirt, exposing her panties to Eli.
Eli still wasn't convinced. She was sure that Chloe was pretending. Eli just needed to go further.
"Put on your smallest panties."
Chloe knew exactly which panties were her smallest. Her pervert ex boyfriend bought her this tiny wicked weasel thong. The design was tiny to begin with, but he got the size wrong, and ended up buying 2 sizes too small. The thong was made from a white mesh material. There was a tiny little triangle in the front that didn't even fully cover her pussy.
She returned to her closet to look for the little thong. She kept the front of her dress up as she wasn't told to lower it. Chloe figured that Eli might think that that was the proof that she really was hypnotized. She finally found the little thong. With her ass to Eli, she slipped her panties off, and pulled on the little thong. The thong sat very low as it was too small for her, and the top of her clit was exposed. Chloe returned to face Eli with the skirt still held up exposing her now tiny thong.
"You don't mind if I take a picture, do you Chloe?"
"Of course, I mind" thought Chloe, but if she answered than the game is up, and Eli would know, so Chloe stayed silent.
Eli got out her phone and pointed it at Chloe. "Smile."
Chloe smiled to the camera. Eli had a picture of a smiling Chloe holding up her skirt, showing the camera her tiny thong. Chloe felt her face flush from embarrassment. She was just hoping that Eli didn't notice. Somehow wearing the little thong and the little skirt was like a sexual adrenaline rush.
"Pull your shirt over your breasts. Lets see those tits."
Chloe wasn't wearing a bra under the tank top. Eli had never seen her breasts before. Chloe used one arm to hold the skirt up, and used the other arm to push her tank top over her breasts.
Eli took another picture.
"Pull your nipple hard."
Chloe was getting more and more into this. Something about just giving up control was really turning her on.
Chloe grabbed one of her nipples, and pulled hard, causing herself to moan.
"Pull your slutty panties down, and leave them at your knees."
"Shit" thought Chloe, but she did as instructed. She kept one hand holding up her skirt, and used the other hand to pull the thong down exposing her pussy. Everything was on display now.
Eli took another picture, and then switched the phone to recording mode.
"Tell me your dirtiest fantasy."
Chloe wasn't sure what was happening to her. She wasn't hypnotized. She was positive of that, but all this role-play was making her extremely horny and the feeling was addictive.
"I am at a club, and I am wearing a tiny tube dress. I am not wearing a bra. The dress is so thin. Everyone can see my hard nipples. I am dancing in the middle of a group of guys. I feel a hand on my ass, and someone pulls my dress up. I feel his hand on my bare ass. He knows I am not wearing any panties. His fingers slide down, and he is inside me. His friends know what happened. He plays with my clit, teasing me. I want his fingers deeper. He is pulling me towards him. He starts walking. He is leading me by my pussy. He pulls me through the crowd by my pussy, his friends following behind. He pulls me into the man's toilet, the whole time pulling me by my wet pussy. He pulls the dress over my head. He doesn't ask. He just does it. I am naked in the middle of the man's bathroom. His friends are all there. They are watching and filming. I am going to be used. He will use my every hole, and he will let his friends use me too. I am on my knees on the sticky floor. His cock is in my mouth. His hands are pushing my head to take his cock deeper in my throat. I feel another cock enter my pussy."
Chloe stopped talking to catch her breath. It was like a stream of conciseness pouring out of her. She was so horny. The roll playing unlocked something in her. It was allowing her to mix reality and fantasy and experience it in a visceral way. She could give up control and get lost in the pleasure. It was addictive.
Eli was still recording. She was absolutely positive now that Chloe wasn't hypnotized. Chloe's face was flushed, her nipples were hard, and her pussy had clear signs of wetness. The girl was a horny, wet mess. If Chloe was actually hypnotized, none of this would turn her on. She should instead have a placid reaction to any verbal instruction.
"So the bitch was messing with me, and now she is horny" thought Eli.
"I think its time you took all your cloths off."
Chloe was really turned on. Exposing herself and just letting go and submitting unlocked something in her. It was this mixture of adrenaline high and sexual tension and excitement. Chloe couldn't get enough. Every command from Eli just increased Chloe's arousal.
Chloe quickly undressed. She pulled the panties down from around her knees, and took the skirt off. The last was the top, which she just pulled over her head as it was already above her tits. She stood completely naked, hands at her sides, eagerly waiting for the next instruction from Eli.
Eli decided to take her time. She slowly looked her up and down, inspecting. Chloe had a toned build, with C cup breasts. Eli imagined that Chloe's breasts probably swing wildly during sex.
