I've been studying and doing hypnotism for a few years now. I'm really quite good at it. I don't do it professionally, mind you. Strictly amateur, that's me.
At times, it's a useful ice-breaker at parties and social occasions. You can always find a couple of people willing to have a go at being put under. Of course, hypnotism gets a bad rap at time. People worry about what you might make them do once they're under. Young women are particularly wary about that sort of thing.
I often find myself explaining that you can't hypnotise someone into doing something that they wouldn't normally do, and I generally start any little display I do by demonstrating this.
One neat little trick is to pick a pretty girl and put her under. I pull a few funnies, like having her bark like a dog or pretend to be a cat, and then I finish up with a killer.
One useful killer is to tell the subject that she is to strip naked and walk home in the nude, singing all the way. The subject snaps out of the trance pretty damn fast hearing a command like that.
That sort of example relaxes other subjects, and I generally get a few more volunteers. That's when I do a few parlour tricks. You know the sort of thing I mean. Your hand is stuck to the top of your head. Stand on your head. You're on the beach, building a sandcastle.
I tend to wind up with a few post hypnotic suggestions. When I say cat you will curl up and start purring. When I say dog you will pick up the ball with your mouth. Little things to keep people laughing.
I was at a mate's place recently and his sister was there, with some friends. Kate, his sister, had seen me do my little act a couple of times and asked if I'd demonstrate for them. I had nothing else I particularly needed to do, so I said OK.
I went through my little routine, starting with Kate as my first subject. Johnny, that's my mate, said he was running down to the shop and he'd pick me up in fifteen. That was OK by me. It was ample time for a quick show and a mild flirtation with some nice young women.
What with one thing and another, I arrived at a situation where I had all four girls under at the same time. That's when a few evil thoughts crept into my mind.
Like I said, you can't make a subject do something they don't want to do, but you can make them do something they would do if the situation arose. I decided to experiment a little.
Stage one was to put the girls under a little deeper. Then I told three of the girls to not notice what their friend Tracy was doing and to not listen to what I said to Tracy.
Then I had a chat with Tracy.
"You're at home in your bedroom. You're standing in front of the dressing table looking in the mirror, considering the top you're wearing. You're not sure if it's the right one for you. Take it off and hold it up."
Like a lamb, Tracy took of her top and held it up, cocking her head slightly while she looked at it.
"You notice yourself in the mirror. Throw out your chest and look at yourself. Take off your bra so you can see your breasts better."
Moments later Tracy was topless, examining a very nice pair of breasts in a non-existent mirror.
"Now put your bra and top back on and if you remember this it happened when you got dressed this morning."
As soon as Tracy was dressed I had the girls acknowledge that she was with them, then told them to not notice Kate, another eighteen year old. I started on Kate.
