Below is the 4th installment of the story "Our Steven, Our Stephanie". I want to again thank those readers for all the support and positive feedback I have received thus far who have asked that I continue this tale of the feminization of our dear boy, Steven.
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Three hours later, Vanessa finally let Steven go, though not until she'd had him dust the living and dining room, then clean up the bedrooms and make all the beds in the house, and do the washing, drying and ironing, including all the women's unmentionables.
She was actually forced to let him go because she had a date that evening and would be out till the wee hours of the morning. She mentioned this to Diane as she was leaving the house.
Steven was so exhausted, all he wanted to do was hit the sack and sleep the night away. After changing out of his cleaning outfit, which his Mother had him store away in the bottom pantry drawer, he changed into his pajamas and went directly to bed, by this time only mildly annoyed by the butt plug's intrusion and the embarrassing effect it was having now on his seemingly always erect cock.
Regardless of this new and sudden invasion to his decency, he was asleep within minutes of his head hitting the pillow. However, he'd forgotten his promise to help out his sister, and after having been asleep for only fifteen minutes, he felt someone shaking at his shoulder.
"Hmmph!" he said, almost awake, and wanting only to get back to sleep.
"Steven," Diane insisted. "Come on now, wake up!"
"Oh. What'th up, thith, I mean sis?" Steven asked drowsily, suddenly remembering where he was.
"Hey, guy," She said. "It's 8:00. You said you'd help me out tonight. Come on, we need you."
"Oh God, I forgot all about it," Steven said. "Okay, okay, I'm coming, I'm coming."
He rolled himself up into a sitting position on the bed, shook the cobwebs out of his head, and stood up.
"So," Steven started. "What is this thing you need help on, Diane?"
"It's a Psychology project on hypnosis that Julie, Sarah and I are working on," Diane explained as she walked him to her bedroom. "We're almost done with it, just need to do some actual field work to include with our written report. We need a guinea pig and I was kind enough to volunteer you."
"No, wait, wait a minute," Steven said, pausing at her door, sure now he didn't want to get involved in this hair-brained scheme. "This is crazy, sis. Hypnosis is a scary thing, even with professionals, which you girls are not. I'm not going to get myself put into a trance, only to later find I can't get out of it!"
"Come on Steven," Diane was saying. "Nothing like that's going to happen. Besides, you said you'd help us out here, and we really need it. Please, little brother, pretty please. You did promise, you know."
"I know, sis," Steven was trying to explain. "But gee, you didn't say that this was what you were going to want from me. I mean, its just that it could get to be really embarrassing, what with your friends here and all. I know what you girls are like when you all get together like this."
As he spoke, Diane pulled Steven into her room. Once inside, Sarah McKinley, one of Diane's oldest friends whom Steven had always had a secret crush on, now chimed in, "Oh, don't be such a chicken, Steven. We won't do anything to upset you.
"It's just that Diane, Julie and I are all working on this Psych project for school and really need a good grade on it because, frankly, we haven't been doing so hot in that class. If we can get a high grade on this, then we'll be set for the semester, but we just can't do it without you."
As Sarah spoke, she stepped up to Steven and, looking dreamily into his sexy blue eyes, she lay her right arm suggestively around his shoulders while her left hand traced sexily about his torso.
"That's right, Steven," Diane added while this was going on. "You're our one chance here. Please don't say no. Wouldn't you like to be our hero who steps in to save the day? You'd really be doing a big favor for all of us, Steven, really."
"Damn, girls," Steven choked, his voice breaking embarrassingly. "I realize how important this is to you all, but hypnotism? It's just that I've heard...I mean...Your sure that it isn't all that risky? I mean, none of you are experienced at this, what if something goes wrong?"
"Oh Steven, honey," Sarah answered, as she brought her hand down to encircle his growing cock, causing poor Steven to moan with desire. "Nothing will go wrong.
"We've already practiced on each other a couple of times already. I even made Dianne quack like a duck once after she made me walk around and cluck like a chicken.
"But we've gone beyond those experimental stages now and to date there have been no residual side effects , so you don't have to worry about being humiliated or anything like that.
But in case of any unforeseen aftereffects, we have our Professor's phone number right here. So if something comes up we can't handle, we can call him and he can help fix it. Okay?"
"Well," Steven started. "Put that way, I guess its okay then. I have a lot more confidence to agree to help you now that I know there's someone available to call who's experienced in this field in case something happens.
I'm still a bit embarrassed to let myself lose control like I know will probably happen once I let you girls have me completely in your power, so to speak.
But since you say you're past the cluck like a chicken and quack like a duck stage of the experiments and you promise that I won't be embarrassed with that stuff, then I guess I'll agree to help you girls for the advancement of your project and your grades."
At that, the four girls of Diane's sleepover rushed the boy and gave him hugs and kisses for agreeing to help them with their project. Elaine Porter, the fourth girl of the group, was not a part of the Psych class, but was the twin sister of Julie Porter, one of the girls who was in the class.
Elaine had the honor of being there to watch because she and the other girls shared the distinction of being on the cheerleader's squad, and were friends to the end in everything.
Actually, the whole plan to get Steven to help the girls out had been another of Diane's ruses. Oh, there was a Psych class and there was a class project which they were doing on hypnosis, but they had already gathered enough material to get them at least a B or B+ for their grade.
Diane had brought up the idea of conning her brother into agreeing to get hypnotized as an effort to further feminize her brother, and all the girls just thought it would be a hoot if they could get him under their control and in their clutches, and they knew from watching him with Diane that he was just gullible enough to fall for their tale of woe.
"Oh, thank you, thank you, dear, sweet brother of mine," Diane gushed. "You'll never know how much this means to all of us!"
"Okay, okay," Steve said, embarrassed to death by the extravagance of all the attention he was receiving. "Enough, already. Let's just get to it, okay?"
"Okay, okay," Diane said as the girls all stepped back from him as quickly as they had first descended upon him. "Girls, he's right. It's time to get down to business."
It was decided that Diane would perform the hypnosis, as her skills were the better honed of the three girls and they figured Steven would be more comfortable in his sister's hands.
"Sit here, Steven," Diane said, referring to her chair at her vanity table with her three-way mirror. "Now, make yourself as comfortable as you can and just ignore the girls around you, looking only into the mirror at your reflection and listening only to the sound of my voice."
Then she took out a necklace holding a crystalline teardrop pendant. She held it next to Steven's face, where it could be seen reflected into the boy's eyes by all three mirrors and where it received the most rays of light reflecting off its chiseled surfaces.
"Now then Steven," Diane began. "I need you to keep your eyes on the reflection of this crystal in the mirror. Follow it as closely as you can.
"And if possible, try to follow all the images of the crystal that you see before you. If you can't, that's all right, I only want you to really try as hard as you can."
Seeing he was valiantly making the effort, she went on, "Steven, you are starting to get drowsy, very sleepy. You are finding it very hard to keep your eyes open now, your eyelids are very heavy, verrrry heavy."
