I was nervous and excited to be at my first hypnosis show with my girlfriend. The ad I had seen on the show talked about how raunchy it could be and after enough convincing, my lady agreed to go with me. I actually didn't plan on either of us getting up on stage but thought it would be a fun, semi-erotic memory for my spank bank later.
The hypnosis show was led by a guy with an absurd mustache and an over-the-top purple three-piece suit with a cape. I was worried that we had wasted our money when we first saw him; however, as the show went on I got more excited.
He started the show with an induction exercise to see who would be most susceptible. Afterwards, he asked anyone willing to be on stage or currently under his influence to raise their hand. To my surprise, both my and my girl raised our hands. Shit! We looked at each other with a bit of fear but then looking around the auditorium, most people also had their hands up.
He had selected a couple girls and guys from the crowd initially and ran through some silly tactics. He had asked each one of them what they hoped to see tonight. There were 3 guys and 2 girls standing in front of the audience.
Each guy said something along the lines of naked women, the brunette on stage was dragged here and only hoping to see something funny and embarrassing, and the blonde wanted to see some dick.
The hypnotist simply asked each of them to deliver to the audience what they themselves had hoped to see, fulfilling their own fantasies for others. I was shocked at what I saw.
The burnette just lifted her shirt and started to dance around. She had a nice rack and a black bra on, which is honestly as R rated as I thought the night would be. But then I noticed the other 4 on stage. Each of them were disrobing to different degrees. The blonde kept most of my focus as she wiggled her jeans AND panties down to her knees and gyrated her pussy for the whole crowd to ogle. I couldn't believe it!
I also couldn't help but look at what the guys had decided to do. The first dude more-or-less mimicked her. He dropped trough and wiggled his dick back and forth. Sorry to say I can't help but compare and notice dicks so he was probably about average but with a thick bush. Did this guy not know it was the 21st century and men were expected to trim?
The second guy had taken ALL of his clothes off and was just standing there on display. His build was decent. He had a hairy chest but he did trim his pelvic garden which probably helped him from a size perspective because he didn't seem to well-endowed.
The third guy, however, must have been hoping for some serious x-rated stuff. He removed all his clothes as well but was openly masturbating for the crowd! I wanted to look away and check out the blonde's pussy more but the fact that some random dude was jacking off in front of 300 people was too insane not to watch! The guy was pretty well endowed too and I couldn't help but be envious.
Then the hypnotist came up behind the jacking off guy and whispered something to him. It was pretty obvious what it was since moments later the guy actually CAME onto the stage! There were some gasps in the audience but mostly hoots and hollers.
I was dumbfounded.
The hypnotist had them all get dressed and go back to their seats, telling them that they'd only remember what they did tonight when they got home. Each of them happily returned to the audience.
The next batch of contestants were to be selected now. I was nervous but still liked my odds since most people would raise their hands and me and Meg were nearer to the back.
"Now, I'd like all the couples who are both willing to participate or under my influence to raise their hands."
Uh oh, I thought. Surely there are mostly couples in the audience though. Happily I did see other sets of hands go up besides Meg and me but after the first couple was selected I was terrified when they hypnotists finger pointed to us and called us up.
I had more understanding of what the first group must have felt like. I was walking up to the stage, completely aware that I didn't want to do this but unable to stop.
Once the three couples were up on stage, the hypnotist's assistant came on from backstage and handed us each a small dry erase marker and board.
The hypnotist explained, "This is one of my favorite games. If you know your partner well, nothing will happen to either of you. If you don't, well we'll see how it goes. Audience members will ask the couples a question about their partner. If you correctly answer the question, nothing happens! If you do not, I ask you remove one article of clothing."
What?! I thought. The audience will just ask crazy questions!
As if reading my mind, "If neither person gets the answer right though, no penalty. So audience, you'll want to ask questions you think only one person will know the answer to."
I sighed a bit but still was sweating. Looking out at the crowd and seeing 300 sets of eyes staring back was very intimidating. I wished there were brighter spotlights of something so I couldn't see the audience.
"Alright. So there will be 10 questions, and I'll kick it off with the first so we can see how the game works. What size shoe does your partner wear."
Her shoe size?! How the hell would anyone know that. We'd been dating for 2 years but I know I'd have just failed attempting to buy her shoes so it's never come up. I took a stab and put 7 down but assumed she'd be in the same boat.
The first couple both got wrong so neither stripped. We were the middle group and I was wrong (she wears size 6) but damn her attentiveness, she knew my size 12s since she bought me some Nikes for my birthday this year.
"And here we have our first strip! What is your name, young man?"
"Ben."
"Alright Ben, well please hand over your size 12 shoes."
I hadn't internalized it but clearly pairs of clothing counted as 1 item. This meant I only had 4 items left. Socks, a shirt, jeans, and my boxer briefs. I bent down to hand over my shoes to the hypnotist. I heard Meg say 'sorry' as I was doing so.
Once those were handed over, the third couple gave their answers and actually each got it right.
"Good work you two! Now, let's hear some questions from the audience. Remember, choose questions that you hope one member will get right."
There was a microphone setup in each aisle at some point and some folks lined up. The first person was a brunette lady in her early 30s maybe. "What is your partner's favorite ice cream?"
I must have went pale. It's like that lady knew us. Meg would always bring home some vanilla bean ice cream for me if I had a shitty day at work. Fuck! What was her favorite though? Did I honestly never think to ask.
The first couple also got both answers wrong so remained fully clothed. As I expected and feared, my guess of mint chocolate chip was wrong (apparently vanilla bean had become her favorite because it reminded her of me). I reluctantly removed my socks and handed them to my tormentor.
The third couple also got it both wrong, stating that they never really eat ice cream so it hadn't come up in conversation.
Question three was actually a really easy one. They asked what each person did for a living. All parties got that one right.
"See, that's an example of a question that's too easy. If you all want to see some skin you'll need to step up your game."
