Hypnotic Blunder

I attended one of those hypnosis shows where a hypnotist takes people from the audience and hypnotizes them. Of course, I was skeptical. I figured the people were plants and the whole thing was a ruse. C'mon, seriously, you can't control someone's mind by having them look you in the eye, while dangling a shiny object.

Much like professional wrestling, there for just the entertainment value, I thought it was all just fake. For those of you who like wrestling, as I do, even though it's not as real as a boxing match, these wrestlers are still well trained athletes and have to be in good condition to take the abuse they dish out and receive. My hat is off to them, fake or not.

Anyway, I never really believed that someone could hypnotize a person to make them do something that they wouldn't ordinarily do, such as get naked and perform a sex act. You get where I'm going with this, don't you? I mean, wouldn't it be cool to hypnotize women you know, you've always wanted to be intimate with, and have your way with them just by saying a word, their hypnotic suggestive word. Imagine the wonderful possibilities, if hypnotism is real.

So, I went to the library and took out every book they had on the subject. They didn't have much, but it was a start. The librarian gave me an odd stare, making me feel that she could read my dirty mind and knew my intentions in learning hypnosis wasn't honorable.

"Research. I'm doing a school paper," I said to satisfy her curiosity, while wanting to stick my tongue out at her.

To be honest, I wouldn't mind hypnotizing her into giving me a blowjob, she was cute and had a decent body.

Over the next few weeks, I learned from reading about hypnosis that it depends on the person. Some people can't be hypnotized and others are more susceptible to suggestive thought and their minds can be more easily controlled. I bought a couple more books at the book store and read more information on the subject. I discovered that psychologists and psychiatrists use hypnosis as part of their therapy. Did you know that? I didn't know that.

Psychiatrists, except for dentists, are the craziest group of people on the planet, bar none, I wondered if they took advantage of women who were under their spell. C'mon, they're human. If a good looking woman was lying on their couch wearing a short skirt and/or a low cut top, wouldn't you have a peek what's underneath knowing she'd never know? I would.

What's to stop them from giving them a suggestive word and having sex with their patient? Yeah, I know it's against their ethics and they could lose their license to practice, but we're talking about having real power and control over someone. Wow.

By the way, pardon the aside, but why do they call it practice when these doctors are treating you? They're highly trained professionals. Don't they know what they're doing that they must refer to what they do as practice? It makes me more than a bit nervous that my doctor is practicing on me.

Much like an auto mechanic who practically disassembles your entire car to find the real problem, a worn $2.00 gasket. By trial and error, they rule out one thing before continuing to the next. Surely, with all these diagnostic machines and equipment, by now, there must be a better way than the process of trial and error. Shouldn't these psychiatrists, psychologists, and all doctors, as well as auto mechanics be skilled and knowledgeable enough at their professions that they don't have to practice anymore? They should be able to heal thy mind, thy body, and thy car without having you to go through all the practice attempts.. Sorry, I digress.

If nothing else, it was fun imagining all the women that I could take advantage of by the power of suggestion. I was eager to see if I could hypnotize someone, but I needed a victim, er, I mean, a volunteer, but who?

I thought of hypnotizing my sister, certainly that would make for a good story on this site but, if I was successful putting her under my spell, what would I do with her then? Sorry, but I'm not into having sex with my sister. I can't go there, it's just wrong. Besides, you should see my sister, she's not so hot.

I do have some hot cousins that I'd like to see naked, but that would be a bit depraved, perverted actually, on my part, don't you think? Okay, maybe I'm asking the wrong person by asking you, but sex with a cousin is still incestuous sex. You'd probably love to read a story where I not only hypnotize my sister and my cousin but also have sex with them.

I could hypnotize my mother or my Mom's sister, my aunt, but that's really getting into incest and I'm not into that. Although I know how popular mother and son stories are on this site and how arousing it is to imagine my aunt naked, I just couldn't go there. Sorry.

With no one to hypnotize, I returned the books I borrowed from the library and stopped off at Starbucks to get a coffee. I was sitting there dangling my keychain trying to think of who I could try to hypnotize. I was eager to see if I could really do it. I think that I could. I mean, from all that I read, it sounded plausible.

"Hey, aren't you in my English Lit class?"

I looked up and there was a girl who sat beside me, Gloria, I think her name was. She was a pretty brunette. She has a rack.

"Yeah, hi," I said looking up at her and concentrating on moving my gaze from her breasts to her eyes. "I'm Joe."

"Hi Joe. I'm Gloria and this is my friend, Julie," she said introducing me to the very pretty girl with her, a thin blonde with small tits.

"Hi," I said giving her half a smile.

"Why the long face," asked Gloria.

"Oh, I went to one of those hypnotism shows and ever since I been reading books on hypnosis. I wanted to see if it really works, only I don't have anyone to try it out on."

"You can try it on me," said Gloria with a shrug. "I've been trying to quit smoking. Maybe we can help out each other. You can use me to see if you can put me under your spell and I can finally get away from those terrible and too costly cancer sticks."

"Can I try, too," chimed in Julie. "I've been trying to diet. Chocolate is my weakness. If you could give me hypnotic suggestion not to eat chocolate, I'd be forever grateful."

Diet? The girl was a walking bone, a coat hanger. By the looks of her, maybe she's a model.

"You don't look like you need to lose any weight," I said threading on dangerous ground when discussing weight issues with a woman.

"Yeah, well, tell that to my modeling agency. They want me to lose 5 pounds before the summer to model swimwear."

"Sure why not," I said getting up. "Let's do it."

Damn, if nothing else, even if I don't hypnotize anyone, I picked up two hot chicks by just telling them about hypnotism. I'm going to try this Saturday night at the bar. I suddenly imagined hot women coming up to me and asking me what's wrong.

"Why the long face, handsome?"

"Oh, I've been reading up on hypnotism and wanted to try it out, but I don't have a volunteer," I imagined saying to a hot woman.

"You can try it out on me, sugar," I imagined her replying. "I'm a sex addict and I've been trying to stop."

"A sex addict? You are? Well, you know, it's not good to stop cold turkey," I imagined saying to her. "We can have sex first, before I give you the hypnotic suggestion to make you stop."

"Okay," I imagine her saying.

Wow. I think I'm going to like this hypnotism. With this whole scenario running through my mind in a nanosecond, I was returned back to Starbucks with Gloria's invitation.

"We can go to my place," said Gloria. "I only live a block away."

Gloria had a small studio, but it was on the top floor of a 4 story walkup. Being one story above most of the other houses in the neighborhood, it was private enough. Both women were wearing short denim skirts and scalloped blouses, the kind of blouse that opens and gives you a nice down blouse view of their bra and cleavage, whenever they lean forward.

Gloria had put out some dip and crackers and both she and Julie were leaning forward to dip their crackers giving me a nice down blouse view of their bras and cleavage and, once they settled back in the comfort of the soft cushions of the couch, an up skirt view of their panties. Today could be a memorable day, a day that I'll be masturbating over for a decade. With the women sitting together on the couch, I sat across from them in a chair.

"Concentrate on my keychain," I said dangling my keychain at eye level. "Imagine it's made of shiny gold and you cannot remove your eyes from the brilliance of it. It is the most beautiful gold keychain you have ever seen. Only, this is a magical keychain. It relaxes you, the more you stare at it."

I watched them relax. So far so good.

"You're suddenly getting very tired. You feel so sleepy. Concentrate on the motion of the gold keychain. You can't stay awake another minute. Your eyelids are getting very heavy. You just want to sleep. Sleep. Sleep deeply. You are in a deep, deep sleep."

I couldn't believe it when both women had their eyes closed and their heads leaning forward with their chins on their chests. Now, they were ready for my hypnotic suggestion.

"Gloria, every time I say the word dog, you will feel the need for a cigarette, but instead of reaching for a cigarette, you will remove an article of clothing. By removing your clothes, you will feel, as if you have had a cigarette. You won't feel embarrassed by your lack of clothes, just satisfied with your craving to smoke gone."

I couldn't help but feel as if I were a wizard or more appropriately, an evil doctor. Maybe, I could take my show on the road and make money doing this. I can call myself Gypsy Joe and buy a tight fitting gypsy outfit, something that will drive the women wild by the site of the impression of my cock through my tight pants.

"Sleep Gloria, sleep."

I returned my attention to my other victim, I mean, volunteer.

"Julie, every time I say the word cat, you will feel the desire to have a piece of chocolate, only instead of eating chocolate, you will remove an article of clothing. By removing your clothes, you will feel, as if you have had a piece of chocolate and won't need to feed on candy. You won't feel embarrassed, just satisfied."

Then, I had a terrible thought. What if these women are faking being under hypnosis? What if they are both waiting to see what I make them do, before they call the police, report me, and have me arrested?

Surely, no doubt, I'm committing a criminal act by doing this. This is too good not for there to be a law against hypnotizing and taking advantage of women. There are laws against all the fun things in life, such as, shooting guns in the neighborhood, driving recklessly, and taking advantage of women.

"Sleep Julie, sleep."

At the count of three, you will feel rested, one. At the count of three, you will feel relaxed, two. At the count of three, you will not remember any of this, except for when I give you the hypnotic suggestive word, three.

"So, when do we try this," said Gloria looking wide eyed and happy.

"Yeah, I'd like to know if it will work or not," said Julie.

"I think I have to read more on the subject, before I try it on humans," I said with a sly smile. "I should probably try it on my dog or my cat."

Immediately Gloria and Julie stood, reached down to their waist and pulled their blouses over their heads and off their bodies. I couldn't believe it. I was stunned. It worked. It actually worked.

The proof of my scheme, I mean, scam, sorry, what I meant to say is hypnotic suggestion. There they were sitting in front of me in their short skirts and bras. Gloria had a rack with beautiful cleavage. She had C cup tits and Julie had A cuppers.

"Only, I wouldn't know what hypnotic suggestion to give my dog or my cat," I said hoping they'd take off another piece of clothing.

As soon as I said their suggestive word, they both stood, unbuttoned and unzipped their skirts and allowed them to fall to the floor, before returning to their seats. Except for looking a bit dazed, both women looked normal sitting there, as if they were fully dressed. If only they knew they were sitting before me in the lingerie. If only they knew I was ogling their lingerie clad bodies.

I couldn't believe both women were sitting across from me in their panty and bra. Did I dare continue? Are they really hypnotized or just pulling my leg? How far will they go in this little charade? How far will I go with my hypnotic perversion? What the Hell? Why not? Hopefully, I have more to gain than to lose.

"My dog and cat would probably enjoy being hypnotized," I said, while watching them reach around behind their backs and unhook their bras.

Dear Lord, I know that I haven't been the best person, but I swear to you, from now on, I'll go to church every Sunday to give my thanks for this glorious day and these two fine Christian women. Oh, my God. I couldn't believe it when they removed the straps from their shoulders and peeled off their bras. Now, topless, I couldn't believe my eyes.

Tits! There they were, yep, all four of them. Gloria had a gorgeous set of knockers and even though Julie's boobs were small, they were very shapely, with pink puffy nipples. I wouldn't mind sucking on those little tits, while making love to her.

"I love my dog and cat," I said hoping they never find out that I don't have a dog or a cat.

Immediately, they both stood and removed their panty. They were both naked. Did I mention they were naked? Yeah, they were naked, alright. I couldn't stop staring at their naked bodies. I wanted to touch them, but was afraid they'd awaken.

Gloria had a trimmed brown pussy and Julie was shaved. By her complexion, it was obvious that Julie was a natural blonde. Instead of shaving her pussy, to prove to all that she was a natural blonde, she should have left a little runway of hair to show that her carpet matched her drapes.

Now what? Now that I had seen them naked, now that I was done ogling, their hot, naked bodies, how do I get them to put on their clothes? I didn't read that in any of the books. Afraid to get caught molesting these women, I left.

I couldn't believe it when I ran into Gloria and Julie the next day. I wanted to die. I wanted to run and hide. I figured they'd really be angry with me. Only, both were so very happy.

"I don't know what you did, Joey, but I no longer want a cigarette and Julie hasn't had a piece of chocolate. That's not all. We had the most unbelievable sex after you left. You missed a wild show."

"Yeah," said Julie. "We had no idea we were lesbians."

Gees, are you kidding me? I left before the good part. I can't wait to try this hypnotism stuff again.