~This story contains reluctance, manipulation, lesbian, anal, bisexual, and mind control themes. All characters are 18 or over.~
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Hypnosis is often an excuse. It is permission to act strangely without judgment. The subject thinks it's okay to act on their desires. They have no responsibility over their actions. Or at least, they think they don't.
Ginny had an old friend Lilly. Despite her occasional rebellious nature she was a Catholic girl with strong inhibitions and beliefs. Apparently, Lilly didn't approve of Ginny's relationship with me. They had a fight and were now no longer speaking to each other. I hate being in the center of these things, and despite my study into mind control I found myself at a loss when it came to solving drama like this.
"Can you believe it?! She called me," Ginny stopped herself, "I don't even like using the word. It's not weird that we do all this stuff without being married right?"
"Don't listen to her. You can find better friends."
"But I've known her for so long, and I really wish she would just apologize and," Ginny sniffed, about to cry again. "I mean, I'm sure she wants to. We talk about sex and stuff all the time. I thought she'd understand. I think its pressure from her parents."
"I wish I could help." I scratched my head. Ginny gave me a raised eyebrow. "What?"
"Well," She rolled her head innocently. She was always a few steps ahead of me with these kinds of things, but was terrible at hiding it. Sometimes I wished she would just get to the point. "What I'm saying is, she seemed very suggestible."
"You want me to hypnotize your friend?" I asked.
"Just a little bit!" She held her hands together in a pleading motion. "Please?"
"I don't know," Half of me was anxious about the idea, the other half knew she'd start offering something good if I abstained long enough.
"You want something?" She asked, hand on her hips. Her breasts bounced lightly as she huffed with judgment. "You've dug into my study time enough as it is!" She knew me too well.
"I don't even know if I can!" I said honestly. "Only willing subjects, remember? Besides, it's one thing to use it for fun, and another for evil, I guess." I shrugged.
"Evil?" Ginny rolled her eyes in a smug manner. "You're just letting her do what she wants to do anyway, right?" I was silent. It was obvious that I was still uncomfortable with the idea. "She's really hot." Ginny continued. "And if she is jealous," She paused with thought, "Well, it might be worth it to let her have a piece of you. I guess."
I was dumbfounded by the suggestion. Ginny awkwardly added, "I mean like, not too far or anything! And only if you want to I mean!" A flush of pink was traveling up her neck and over her face. "And only if she's into it too!" she looked away. "And," She gulped, "And only if I can watch." She looked back awkwardly again, "Just so I can make sure it doesn't go too far!" She quickly added.
"I didn't know you were into this sort of thing." I settled on a response.
She squirmed, "I-I'm not! I just want everyone to be happy!" She calmed down a bit a muttered, "And I kind of like the idea of knowing she's just as bad as me."
"What? Hey, you're not bad or anything." I held her. "Don't let her pressure you." I thought about it hard and sighed. "I'll see what I can do."
She seemed delighted. It was time for me to push my limits. I made my preparations and went to the next Sunday mass at Lilly's church. Her description was, "Tall and thin with short black hair and bright blue eyes." I saw her quickly and sat at the pews behind her. It was strange being in a holy place like this. I tried to put on my best rule follower face as I reviewed the target.
She had her hair cut to her chin, though the ends naturally flayed and pointed out at about ear level. Skull-stylized earrings and black lacy clothing showed a mild, but not overwhelming gothic style. Her fingers fidgeted and showed signs of being overly and irregularly trimmed. She was a nail biter. She had an anxious and obsessive personality. She was tall compared to Ginny, but slightly above average for a woman. If she were shorter her womanly proportions would seem average, but she still very feminine. She had a mood ring and eyeliner. A silver cross dangled from her neck.
As the sermon closed the pews began to empty. Time to make a good first impression. I began, "Excuse me," I grabbed her attention as we both stood. "If you don't mind me asking, where did you get those earrings?" She paused. "You look great in them. I was hoping to get some like that for my girlfriend." I added. Best to be as non-threatening as possible.
"Um, at the mall." She nodded, a small smile appearing on her face. "Thank you."
"Sorry if that was awkward, I just wanted to say something for the last fifteen minutes."
"That's really nice." She nodded happily. "Are you new to the area? I haven't seen you around here before."
"I'm actually-" I interrupted myself, "Oh, is that what I think it is?" I pointed to the symbol and words on her shirt. I had no idea what it meant but it must have been important for her.
"Son's of Metatron, yea, it's my favorite band!" She smiled. Her fingers stopped fidgeting. She was relaxed. "I don't know anyone else who likes them."
"I only knew a few songs actually." I lied. "What are some of your favorites?"
"The whole first album is really great." She seemed interested. "Oh, I'm Lilly by the way!" She stuck out a hand. I introduced myself, shaking it. "Hmm, wait, that name..."
"Oh yea, I'm Ginny's boyfriend."
Now for the fun part. The Cognitive dissonance. Which way was her brain going to go? Was I the cool guy who likes what she likes, or the asshole corrupting her friend? She would not be able to entertain both ideas at once, and she was already seeing and hearing a friendly guy in front of her, so that should be the dominant idea.
"Wow, you aren't what I imagined," She still seemed defensive, but I knew I had hit the jackpot. This was far better than being primed to see me as a bad guy for a first impression. Lilly was in her safe zone. She was relaxed. She felt in control, and she was with a friend. No need to hold on to a distant, vague sense of negativity right now. It was hypnotism 101.
"That's why I came here. I actually came to apologize and see if I can help smooth some things over, I know Ginny probably went a little overboard."
I framed Lilly the victim. I was on her side. Lily seemed more than willing to believe this presented reality. "Thank you. I sorry you had to get involved." She still seemed confused. I saw her hands start fidgeting again. "I'm sure it was all a big misunderstanding." Her doubts were back. Good first impression, but he needed more.