Eve
"This is so stupid. This is my eighteenth birthday, not my 5th," Eve said. She pouted, crossed her arms and stomped her feet.
"Could have fooled me," her mother, Carly, said.
The busty housewife had always butted heads with her daughter on everything. Eve had tried going to her father to get permission for a real party, but her mother was already two steps ahead of her. For Eve's eighteenth birthday, she could have a few friends over, but it was going to be a family friendly party with a hypnotist as the entertainment. Being the last to turn 18, instead of getting drunk with her friends and celebrating adulthood, she had to pretend to be nice to the family she never saw. And the hypnotist sounded just as lame. Eve was surprised her mother didn't just get her a clown that made balloon animals. Simply put, Eve's 18th was going to be the worst party ever.
***
The day finally came, and Eve was showered with well wishes from her friends over social media. Despite her stupid party, she wasn't going to let it ruin her day. And part of having the best day, was looking and feeling sexy. Eve had picked several birthday outfits out months in advance, and intuitively, the moment she woke up, she knew which outfit was the right choice. A slim, bright pink dress that barely covered her ass and tightened up in the chest enough to push her tits out for plenty of cleavage on her small frame. Combined with her curled blond hair, full make-up and matching pink heels, Eve felt like a bombshell. Her only disappointment was that she couldn't be partying with the cute guys from class.
Even though it was her birthday, that didn't stop her mother's nagging. Eve was forced to clean her room and help clean up for her own party. She was starting to think this party was more for her mother than her. When everything was ready, Eve wandered over to the stocked cooler and grabbed a cider.
"What are you doing?" Carly asked.
"I'm rewarding my hard work," Eve said. She opened the can and chugged a few gulps before her mother grabbed the can.
"You're 18 not 21."
"You can't be serious! Literally all my friends got smashed on their birthday. It's like a right of passage."
Carly poured the can out in the sink in front of Eve. "If all your friends..."
"Yes mom, I'd jump off the fucken cliff because I'd rather be with them then celebrate with our lame family."
Eve brushed by her mom and didn't let her say anything back. If she wasn't going to be allowed to drink, then there was no way she'd be staying at the party. Her plan was to escape, party and suffer the consequences.
***
Eve lay on the couch scrolling through Instagram. Her frequent rival and the girl who had stolen her boyfriend, Khloe, had just turned 18 and she had the biggest party the weekend before. Jealousy got the better of Eve and she hated the fact that her lame party just gave Khloe another thing to make fun of her for.
The doorbell rang signifying the first guests and when Eve answered she was not shocked to see her brother and his pregnant wife.
"Happy birthday, sis," Pete said and handed Eve a gift bag. She already knew it was the most conservative looking outfit ever and that he didn't pick it out.
But she smiled and hugged him. "Thanks, Pete."
The two sisters-in-law faked a smile at each other. The pregnant brunette still had the smallest frame despite her baby bump, and she still took the time to look prim and proper. Despite growing up on the poor side, it took Anastasia no time at all to acclimate herself to the life of luxury that her lawyer husband provided. The gold jewellery and large diamond ring could attest to that.
"Thank you so much, Ana. I'm sure I'll love it," Eve said not even trying to hide her sarcasm.
Anastasia glanced up and down Eve's body and tilted her snooty head. "Seeing your state of dress now, it wouldn't be a terrible idea to utilize our gift." She half smiled and then joined Pete in greeting the parents. If Eve had it her way, that would be the last interaction she had with her sister-in-law on her birthday.
***
With the party in full swing, Eve had made enough appearances to make it look like she had been engaging and enjoying herself. But as her mother was deep in conversation with a group of her friends, Eve made her move. She snuck out the back door and headed to her car, which she strategically volunteered to park on the road so that guests could park in the driveway.
When she got to the road, her car was gone. Searching around, she found it at the top of the driveway with multiple cars blocking it in. Her mom was a bitch, but Eve respected how well she knew her daughter.
"Looks like you'll have to stay a little longer," a voice from behind said.
Eve turned and was surprised to see a handsome man dressed in a suit. He appeared slightly older than her.
"I think you're at the wrong party," Eve said motioning at his choice of clothing.
"This is Eve's 18th birthday party, is it not?"
"Don't say it like that, it sounds like I'm five."
"Well, I'm glad you're 18," the man said with a smile. He extended his hand. "I'm the Magnificent Marvel."
The equally embarrassing stage name elicited a laugh from both of them as they shook hands.
"But most people call me Mark."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mark."
"So should I pretend I didn't see you or will you be joining us for the show?"
Eve looked at her car then back at Mark, who's playful smile and smooth voice melted her heart.
"I think I can stick around, but if I'm not entertained, you better find another Eve in the audience."
"Having met the real one, that would be impossible, but I'll try my best," Mark said. He gestured back the way Eve came. "After you, birthday girl."
Eve blushed and led the way back to the party.
***
The hypnotist show was a hit amongst everyone. Despite its goofiness, even Eve enjoyed watching her family make a fool of themselves. But it wasn't the show that kept her around, it was the mysterious hypnotist. Eve found herself almost mesmerized multiple times because she couldn't stop staring. But she stopped herself before she carried out the silly tasks.
As the night was coming to a close, all of the families and small children went home and what remained in the audience was Eve's family, some of her friends who showed up later and a few other adult couples.
"Now I know my time is up, but one of my signature performances, is having the birthday girl's family up on stage for a bit of fun."
Everyone, including Eve, waved their hands to reject the Magnificent Marvel's offer.
"I won't take no for an answer. I promise you will not be disappointed," Mark said as he stared at Eve for the last part.
Fuck it. If she had to sit through this planned party because of them, then they were going to participate because of her. She walked up to the front of the room.
"It's my birthday, you all can't chicken out. I want you all up here, including you, Anastasia."
The posh woman laughed and gently batted her hand in rejection. But that hand was grabbed by Pete who led her up to the front. Shortly after, Eve's parents joined and the five of them sat on the chairs on the makeshift stage.
"Let's give our volunteers a round of applause," Mark said.
The crowd, which now consisted of mostly family, some of Eve's friends and some of Carly's friends, cheered on the next group.
"Now before I began, I need consent from everyone both on stage and in the audience that you all want to see an X-rated show. Is that right?" Mark said, building up volume with each line. He made an excellent hype man, which made sense given his profession.
The crowd cheered.
"Let's here a resounding Yes!"
"YES!"
Mark mimicked falling back at the volume and rolled backwards onto his feet. The crowd laughed. They were putty in his hands.
"Now this performance, I like to call the Lord of the Rings. Have you all heard of those movies... of course you have... but for those who live underground, pun intended, the ring is a very powerful source of magic, and it looks like this," Mark said and held out a gold ring. "Whoever wears it possesses that great power."
Mark slipped it on and showed everyone. He laughed then took it off and walked over to the table that was set up in the middle of the stage. Placing the ring in the center, he spun it around and to everyone's surprise, the ring maintained a perfect spin.
"Now let's all watch the ring, spiral and spiral and feel yourself relax. Breathe in deeply and breathe out... and most importantly, do not take your eyes off the ring," Mark said. "It's mesmerizing. Spinning around and around almost like it has a certain power. A magnetic power. Pulling you in more and more. Your body starting to go numb starting with your hands and arms..."
The sexy hypnotist's smooth silky voice and the spinning ring captured Eve's full attention. She knew he was talking, and her body reacted to his words, but her entire conscious attention was on the spinning ring in front of her. Round and round it went.
"And sleep!"
The ring fell from its perfect spin and wobbled on the table as Eve's world went to black.
***
Eve's head popped back up and she was still sitting in the same chair. Everyone else had their head down as Mark walked over. He opened his palm.
"My birthday gift to Eve at her 18th birthday party."
She couldn't help but giggle at his joke and wondered if his whole act somehow made her lightheaded.
"You will feel groggy for a moment or two, but once you put the ring on, all should be clear."
She mentally added mind reader to the guy's resume. Eve grabbed the ring and put it on. A sense of Euphoria washed over her and it was as if she had five shots of espresso. Her body felt great, and her mind felt sharp.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Mark asked.
Eve nodded enthusiastically.
"Now in a moment, I'm going to wake everyone up."
Eve looked at her family then at the audience and realized everyone watching had been put under.
"Three...two...one," Mark said then snapped his finger.
The room came to life and everyone adjusted themselves back to normal as if they all weren't sitting with their head hung moments ago.
"The floor is yours, birthday queen," Mark said.
"What do you want me to do?"
