Hypnotic Vacation - SHR - Part 13
Key: MD, FD, MC,
Description: Sleepygirl and her friends “volunteer” at a very sexy stage hypnosis show on the beach.
[NOTE: These are actual emails written by SleepyGirl, who was hypnotized to have a fantasy/dream while she slept, and then send me a description of it. You can find out more details
HERE! ]
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HeroineArtAi To: Sleepyhypno <Sleepyhypno@Gmail.com>
From: Sleepygirl < REDACTED>
Date: 9-5-2014
Subject: Stage Hypnosis Show!
So it's been a really long day, but I figured while I try to unwind I'd fill you in on the dream I had last night. I'm not sure if it was before I woke up the first time or after I went back to bed, which brings up the question, did you send me back to bed? Because I don't really remember when I went back to bed. Not that I mind, just curious.
[Author / Hypnotist’s Note: This was 11 years ago… I don’t remember breakfast… But most likely yes.]
Anyway, unsurprisingly this was another vacation dream. And based on the way my dreams seem to work it shouldn't be much of a surprise that it started with the stage hypnosis show my last few dreams seem to have been leading up to. Since they'd stripped and dressed us all in evening dresses between the last email and this one, we started off being led into the room where the show was going to be. Just as we reached the door, the man that was leading us all snapped his fingers and we woke from our trances and entered the area where the show was going to be, not even giving a second thought as to why we were doing it or what was going on. None of us paid attention to the fact that Abigail had been kept off to the side, either.
The show was in a small shaded area outside on the beach with an elevated wooden platform serving as the stage. It was full of other guests and most of the hotel staff as well, and as we all made our way to our seats, everyone seemed much more flirty than normal as we chatted with the hotel staff. Of course I noticed it in everyone else, but not myself.
After a few moments, Abigail walked on to the stage and everyone started to applaud. She gave the typical spiel of what hypnosis was and what the audience could expect from her show tonight. Then she went on to say that normally this would be where she would ask for volunteers, but, with a grin, she said she wanted to see who volunteered themselves first. With that, a screen started to lower down behind her with a spiral displayed on it. Once it was completely down she asked everyone to just watch the screen for a few moments. It began to spin slowly as most of the audience turned to look up at it. I decided to indulge her and started to watch it as well (I find it funny that I say that as if I don't think that even in my dreams I don't drop like a frickin' rock). As everyone watched the spiral, Abigail talked about how we might feel our arms getting lighter as we kept watching, like a balloon was tied to it. Without even realizing it my arm started to rise, but I seemed to be oblivious to it until the spiral finally stopped spinning and the screen went dark. I looked up, clearly a little confused about how it ended up there, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't bring it down. Abigail grinned out at the audience, seeing all of the arms that were raised, and asked the volunteers to come up to the stage. I felt myself standing up and moving toward the stage along with everyone else I'd been frozen with earlier, and we were all directed to stand in front of a row of chairs that was set up on the stage.
We all stood there as the last person was directed down to the end of the line, and then Abigail walked up to Nicole, who was the first person in line. Once she stood in front of her she smiled and asked her name, then if she'd ever been hypnotized before. Nicole, who was oblivious to the fact that her arm was still raised, gave her name and said that no, she'd never been hypnotized. Hearing that, Abigail tapped her forehead and tilted her head back. Nicole sighed softly as her shoulders slumped while Abigail gently sat her down in the chair behind her, lowering her arm and letting it drop to her lap as she did.
Then she continued down the line, dropping only those who said they'd never been under before, but leaving those who had awake and standing. By the time she was done only Nicole, Jill, and Klaire were asleep in their chairs. As she looked over the rest of us, still standing with our arms raised in the air, she looked out to the audience and explained that since we'd all already been under before it would be easy for us to fall under again, and that it would be very easy for us to just sleep. With that she waved her hand down the line as she drew out the word. One by one we all dropped under, swaying on our feet a little, some of us sinking back gently into the chairs behind us, or just remaining standing until Abigail came over to us and lowered our hands, guiding us down into the chairs at the same time until everyone was completely out and limp.
This is kind of where the dream ended, but I have a feeling it’s about to continue in the near future so…stay tuned?!
To: Sleepyhypno <Sleepyhypno@Gmail.com>
From: Sleepygirl < REDACTED>
Date: 9-20-2014
Subject: Stage Hypnosis Show, the sequel…
I feel like I haven't sent you one of these in a while (probably because I haven't) but I had a dream last night, so..of course.. I wanted to tell you about it. Plus I started late today so what better way to kill time than to write porn? I figured you'd enjoy it.
From what I remember, last time I sent you another vacation dream everyone had ended up as victims in a stage hypnosis show. This one continues from there, and we were all sitting up on stage, slumped over and leaning against or on one another. Jessy was on one side of me, leaned back in her chair, while Laura was on the other, slumped forward a little bit as I leaned against her. Somewhere in the background I heard words being spoken, but it was like listening through a tunnel and everything was too far away to hear. And the more I listened, the deeper I felt myself falling and the harder it was to really pay attention to what was being said. Finally I heard Abigail tell me to open my eyes, and as I did I saw everyone around me still slumped over in their chairs. Abigail smiled and started asking me about other times I'd been hypnotized, but everything was too fuzzy for me to be able to give her any answers. With a grin, she moved closer to me and tapped the center of my forehead, my eyes rolled back as everything around me faded instantly again and I slumped back in my own chair. My entire body went limp, head falling to one side as one of my arms fell from my lap and I fell even deeper.
At some point Laura fell onto my lap but I barely noticed. After a few more moments passed I heard more words and then a pair of fingers snapping. I found my eyes opening again. I felt like I was completely awake as I looked around and saw that everyone else was up and moving as well. Although we both know that doesn't mean I WAS awake. I have to admit that that pushes buttons, though, being so deep that you don't even realize how deep or helpless you are, but thinking you're completely awake and aware the whole time. I'm assuming I've been in that situation at least once, but my memory is faulty so who knows for sure.
Anyway, needless to say everyone was fairly confused as the audience clapped for us and Abigail went on about what great subjects we were and how we could go back to our seats now. I sat down as the man next to me smirked at me, while Abigail kept talking. At some point music started playing in the background as well, and whatever she was saying seemed to fade into the background as I felt the music start moving through me. I was getting noticeably warmer and even moving to the beat after a few minutes, but I wasn't even aware that I was doing it. As I looked around, though, I noticed everyone else that I'd been on stage with was doing the same thing. The music started getting louder and soon I couldn't stop my hands from moving over my body while I watched everyone else feeling the same effects. A spotlight turned on over Nicole and she stood up and started dancing, very…sensually. As she turned around I saw that her eyes were glazed over, like she wasn't even aware of what she was doing, her hands slid up and down her body as she twisted and swayed to the beat in the most erotic way possible. After a moment she let it fall back down as her hands moved up to her breasts and started massaging them deeply until she pulled the top of her dress down, exposing her breasts to the entire audience and not seeming phased in the slightest by it. The moment she did that the spotlight turned off and her body froze in place, hands still on her dress as she finished pulling it down, eyes glazed and looking ahead, exposed to everyone.
Before I could even register what just happened the light turned on again, this time over Jessy, who seemed to feel the same effects of the light and the music as Nicole had. She stood up and started dancing as well, hands moving everywhere as she lost herself to the rhythm. As she danced her hands made their way up her dress, too, and soon she was pulling it down to expose her breasts to the audience, caressing them deeply and too lost to care about what was happening. Eventually the light turned off again, leaving her frozen with a hand moving through her hair as her head tilted back, the other groping her naked breast as her back arched slightly, pushing them forward and giving the audience an even better view.
As soon as one light turned off another switched on again over someone else. This time Jill, who was already moving to the music in her seat, unaware she was even doing so. When the light hit her, her eyes took on the same glazed and vacant expression as she rose slowly from her seat, swaying and gyrating her hips to the beat. Almost like she was doing a striptease for the audience. Her hands moved over her body sensually as she squeezed and groped her breasts, then slid her hands down to the bottom of her dress and began inching it up slowly. She swayed to the beat as her hand kept pulling her dress up, almost exposing her crotch to the audience, but at that moment the light switched off again and she froze instantly in place with her hand holding the edge of her dress as the other one froze while it was sliding across her breast.
Again, the light stayed off for barely a few seconds before it switched on over Kayla, whose hands were already sliding over her neck as she moved to the rhythm in her seat. As it switched on, her eyes glazed over and she rose, still dancing and swaying erotically to the beat almost like a snake being charmed out of its basket. She let her hands keep roaming all across her body, much more enthusiastically now that the light shone upon her, and she let them stop to massage her breasts deeply for a few moments. Finally she reached up and pulled her dress down over her chest and almost down past her stomach. Once she was exposed, she started massaging them again, her body writhing to the beat all the while, and after a few more moments the spotlight shut off and she was left frozen with her head back, eyes glazed but half open and an expression of pleasure on her face.
A split second later the light was shining on me and my mind just sort of went blank as I stood up. My eyes glazed over as the music took hold of me, and I let it move through me as my hands slid down my chest and over my sides, back, and butt. I began pulling up my dress a bit as one hand started to move between my legs, which is when the spotlight turned off, leaving me frozen and exposed to the audience.
One by one it kept moving over the rest of us who'd been on stage, although since I was frozen I never noticed any of it happening. Once we were all frozen in expressions of pleasure, the spotlight started moving over us a second time. As it did we all stripped our dresses off, letting us strip down to our panties only to freeze us a second time.
Eventually the light shut off again and I heard a voice in the background. Nothing it was saying seemed important, but I began to take notice of the man that was sitting in front of me, until he was all that I could see. Everything around me started shifting and changing until I wasn't on the beach with everyone else anymore, but was in the back room of a club with him instead, acting as a stripper who'd been paid to give him the best lapdance possible. That and making him cum were the only things I could think about. As all that became clear to me, the music started playing again and I looked down at him, giving him a seductive smile while my hands wandered over his body. .
I danced for him for a few moments and then walked behind him, sliding my hands up his back and shoulders until they moved around to the front of his chest. I pressed myself into his back and moved back around to the front of him, straddling his lap and grinding against it as I leaned in to suck on his neck. I felt him getting harder under me and slid a hand down to his crotch, rubbing him through his pants as his hands moved to my hips. I stood up again and slid my panties down, bending over in front of him to step out of them and slide them aside before I returned to him and started to undo his pants, rubbing his cock again and freeing it, then positioning myself over him and slowly sliding down onto it. His head tilted back a bit as he moaned and took my hips again, rocking up into me as I leaned down and licked his lips, then kissed him deeply and let my tongue roam his mouth.
He started thrusting up into me faster and harder as I rocked down onto him deeper, and after a few moments I felt him start to cum inside of me and start to ride out his orgasm. Somewhere in the distance I heard moaning and panting and the vague sounds of other people orgasming, but it didn't seem important. Then my thoughts were interrupted again as I heard something like a screeching noise. My mind went blank before I could register what it was and I stood up, sliding myself off of the man and making my way back up to the stage where I sat down with my legs spread. A few minutes went by and the sound stopped just as suddenly as it started, and once again we were back on stage, waking up to the applause of the audience.
We all looked around at each other with the same confused expressions on our faces once we saw that we were all naked. As Abigail looked at us with a smile and asked what was wrong, we all tried to cover ourselves as Laura finally looked over at her and commented that we were all naked with a bit of a “duh” look. Abigail's grin got a little bigger as she agreed, and explained that it was because we were all naughty, but that if we were willing to admit to being good girls she would let us wear clothes.
We all looked at one another for a few moments until finally Serena and Laura spoke up, with Jessy following. When Abigail asked them to prove it by kissing her boots, they all took a step back, waiting for the other to make a move. Finally Serena made the first move and knelt down to kiss her boot quickly. As she sat up, Abigail touched her on the forehead. Serena gasped as her eyes rolled up into her head briefly, but after a moment she opened her eyes and smiled and thanked Abigail, then stood up and walked back to her chair. Clearly she was under the impression that she was wearing clothes again.
After a few more moments of debating, Laura and Jessy moved forward and followed Serena's lead. After they kissed her boot, Abigail touched their foreheads, leaving them both gasping as their eyes rolled. They fluttered for a moment then opened as both girls thanked her with a smile and walked back to their seats. As the two of them sat down again, Abigail looked at the rest of us and asked who was the naughtiest out of all of us. We started pointing toward Klaire and Kayla after a few moments of debate, and she stood in front of the two of them, smiling, then asked if they were a bitch...or a pussy. The two of them just blinked at her for a moment, surprised by the question, before finally answering, a little uncertainly, that (each of them) were a bitch.
With that she moved over to Klaire and placed a finger under her chin, where Klaire stared helplessly into her eyes with a soft gasp as Abigail explained that the next time she snapped her fingers Klaire was going to be a bitch in a very literal sense. Once she moved her hand Klaire seemed like she snapped back to normal and was going to start arguing, but before she could get a word in edgewise Abigail snapped her fingers and Klaire's face went slack. She dropped to her knees first, then all fours and let out a bark as she began to wander around the stage on all fours, sniffing things and people before rolling around on the floor.
Abigail watched for a moment satisfied, and then moved over to Kayla with a smirk, asking if she wanted to change her answer to pussy. Kayla seemed to hesitate for a moment before nodding yes, not really even trying to argue. Abigail stared into her eyes and Kayla seemed to go blank for a moment while Abigail gave her the suggestion of being a pussy when she snapped her fingers next. She looked away for a moment, allowing Kayla to go back to normal before snapping her fingers quickly. Kayla's eyes went blank as she dropped to all fours and began rubbing against Abigail and purring, pausing only to lick her hand as if she were cleaning herself like a cat.
Abigail watched for a moment before turning back to the others and asked if any of them were actually good girls. Nicole and Serena hesitated for a few moments but then spoke up, which made Abigail walk up to the two of them and snap her fingers. Instantly they both fell back into their chairs, unconscious yet again. When Abigail asked, a second time, if anyone else wanted to volunteer as a good girl she got no response. She must have seen she wasn't going to get much else in the way of volunteers, because she walked up to Siobhan next and gave her the choices of bitch, pussy, or good girl. She opened her mouth and seemed like she was going to say bitch at first, but looked over at Klaire and decided on answering with good girl instead. With another snap of her fingers, Siobhan fell back in her chair as Abigail moved down to Jessy and asked her the same question. Jessy tried to answer good girl, but Abigail shook her head and said there were too many of them, instead of giving her the choice again she simply snapped her fingers and said “pussy”. Needless to say with that she dropped to all fours like the others and began rubbing against people like a kitten.
Before I could look anywhere else, Abigail was in front of me next, smiling and snapping her fingers. At some level I'm sure I knew what she said, but the next thing I knew I was dropping to my knees and then to all fours, my mind blanking out as I started wandering around the stage, purring and nuzzling against people. The only time I stopped was to lick my hands and “clean them”. While I wandered around with the others, Eve, Laura and Jill (the only ones left) joined us; Eve with the mind of a cat, Laura and Jill as dogs.
Abigail looked over all of us with a smile and gathered all of those she'd turned into bitches, then explained that there were some good girls that needed...attention. While she finished this, Klaire, Laura, and Jill all moved over to Serena, Siobhan, and Nicole, who were still unconscious in their chairs, and moved between their legs where they started licking and eating them out. While they were occupied, Abigail turned to the rest of us and said we should move out to the audience where we would find some treats waiting for us. We moved down the steps and out to the audience, where we started rubbing against people.
Abigail explained that the treats were in the men's laps and under their clothes. When I moved over to one of the men, she told us to get their zippers with our teeth. I managed to pull it down and started to work at his pants with my hands, and eventually started to pull them down with my teeth a little also, until his cock was free and erect in front of me. Once everyone else had done the same, she suggested we start licking it, nice and slowly. So, as I'm sure you can imagine, the rest of us eagerly went to work on the men, licking them until they all started to cum, one by one. And as each of them did, we all started to cum as well, orgasming hard until we eventually passed out. Once I was unconscious again, I felt someone picking me up and carrying me back to the stage and sitting me back down. I heard words in the background again, but at that point I could only feel everything falling away again while I sank deeper into the chair.
And that would be the point where I woke up. So that was...interesting, and kind of sexy. I don't think I've been turned into a catgirl in any of my dreams, certainly not for those purposes either, In any case I thought it was fun and I figured you would, too. But now it’s time for me to forget!
To Be Continued!
Thanks to Sleepygirl for doing the editing for me. [and in the case of this story, writing it]
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