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Date: Sun, Jul 12, 1998 23:35 EDT
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HypnoTV: Baywatch 2 by MAW MC, MF, FF


    Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains graphic
descriptions of sexuality. If this offends you, leave now. This is
fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you feel like trying
this, seek help.

    Well, before the cast changes, here's my new Baywatch story.
Sorry it took longer than I expected to write it. All comments and
suggestions/scenarios welcomed. Enjoy. 



    There are still mysteries in this world, things that defy human
explanation. Things that cannot be assigned a scientific name. And as
many mysteries there are on land, there are at least twice as more in
the sea.

    The oceans cover seventy-five percent of this planet. That's a lot
of space to explore and catalogue. As much as we humans may think we
know this planet, there are still things in the oceans that can
surprise us. 

    The moon struck the water, throwing shafts of light on the two
figures calmly walking out of the water. One was a tall man,
well-muscled with blond hair and a large penis. His companion was a
dark-haired female with an extremely well-built body, sizable breasts
thrust straight forward. They knew their task. 

1. NEELY 


    She cleaved through the water like a fish, as if born to it.  She
popped up to the surface and threw her head back, her long blond hair
whipping behind her. A yellow suit covered her nice, slim body. Taking
in a breath, she lay back on the water and slowly let herself float on
her back. 

    Neely was grateful for the break. It had been a long day working
on the beach. The club may not have been as busy as Baywatch, but she
still had to move fast to keep up with the various small emergencies
ocean swimmers got into. Well, it was still good work and she was glad
Mitch had given her the chance after the mess she'd gotten into
getting pregnant and everything.  It was also nice of Mitch to put her
up at his house for a while until she got everything straightened out.
He loved the kid and took good care of her. Another half-hour, and
Neely was ready to head home.

    A splash broke her daydreaming and she looked up to see a man
cleaving through the water. He was naked, she could see that, and for
a moment all she could do was look at his incredible body. Then, she
went into her official voice. "Um, sir, nude swimming is forbidden
here." 

    "I'm sure we can make an exception." His voice was unbelievable.
It sent a thrill up Neely's spine just listening to it. Neely felt
something in her at that moment, something that made her want this man
bad. She had to fight to keep herself steady as she tried to take
command of the situation. "Sir, night swimming is all well and good--"

    "It is, isn't it?" That wonderful voice again cut off Neely as the
man swam closer. "It's nice to sit here in this wonderful pool, the
light glancing off the water. It hits me in the eyes and you must
admit it's a sight, isn't it?" Neely could see his eyes now. They were
as beautiful as the rest of him, seeming to glow a deep blue. Neely
couldn't take her eyes away from them. A buzzing seemed to fill her
head as she continued to gaze deep into those wonderful eyes.

    "Yes, my eyes seem to glow in the light, Neely. A nice, wonderful
glow. A glow that takes you in and won't let go. Just keep looking
into my eyes, Neely. It's so nice to look into my eyes and let
yourself go. You can feel yourself let go, Neely.  Let go of your
cares, of your troubles, of your will and just let yourself be guided
by me. It's so nice to let yourself be commanded by me, isn't it,
Neely?"

    "..Yes.."

    "Yes, Neely, it is. You want to do anything I tell you, don't
you?"

    "Yes."

    "If I wanted to make love to you right here in the pool, Neely,
would you do it?"

    "Yes." Neely licked her lips. 

	 "My name is Alan, Neely. You can call me master."

    "Yes, Master." Alan pulled her in and kissed her hard on the
mouth. Neely responded passionately, pushing herself on Alan. She
could feel his erect cock touching her thigh and wanted it inside her
so bad. Through the fog that covered her mind, all she cared about now
was having Alan in her, making love to her, letting loose of this
sudden desire she had. She was barely aware of Alan pushing down her
suit, exposing her top, until she felt the water hit her bare breasts.
God, it felt great. Not as great as what she hoped would come, but
still good.

    Alan brought his head to her breasts which floated just under the
waterline. He kissed each erect nipple for a moment before burying his
face in between them. Neely moaned as she felt his tongue drag on her
chest. "Put it in," she said. "I can't wait, put in now."

    Alan was happy to comply, pleased that his control over Neely was
so complete she was beginning him to fuck her. He slid his hard member
past the small patch of her suit and into her blond lips. He slowly
began to push himself in and out of her. He pushed her forward as he
did, each stroke corresponding with his cock shoving further into her
pussy. Neely moaned and squeezed her thighs together, eager to feel
him in her, knowing her juices were beginning to mix with the pool
water. Her breasts crushed on his chest as they continued to wash
against each other with an ever-increasing tempo. They kissed again, a
long hard kiss as Alan slid in and out of her wet clit. Neely's groans
grew as she felt herself building with an unbelievable desire that
finally released itself into a huge orgasm.

    Alan pulled himself out of Neely and pulled her suit back on her.
He looked deep into her eyes and Neely again felt herself lost in
those gorgeous orbs. "You will forget me," Alan said.  "You will
forget all this. Remember nothing. Nothing."

    "I will remember nothing," Neely said just before her eyes drifted
closed. Alan swam to the stairs and walked up. He grabbed an absent
towel from a chair and wrapped it around himself. Well, that wasn't
too bad for a start. And it gave him a good energy boost for tomorrow.

2. APRIL


    The roar of the ocean came through the open sliding door of the
small apartment April stayed at. She tossed in her bed, a bit
restless. The night was cool, but April would still had preferred for
her air conditioning to be working. Growing up in Wisconsin hadn't
prepared her for the humidity of southern California. She was adapting
well, but she still wished her power hadn't blown out a few hours
earlier.

    She sighed and rolled back in bed, her long blond hair framing her
young pretty face. She wore a simple shirt and panties, her natural
modesty fighting against the heat. She was glad she was on for an
afternoon shift the next day. She had a feeling it was going to take a
while before she fell off to sleep.

    She lay, eyes closed, listening to the surf rolling in a few yards
away, the cry of birds and...strange. There was another sound in the
evening air, a lyric, really. April opened her eyes and cocked her
head, trying to fix it. It sounded like singing, coming closer as she
listened. It was a strange song, part Celtic sound, part dolphin cry.
As April listened, she felt a sudden wave of relaxation come over her,
as if her body had suddenly decided on its own to relax. She felt
herself lying back on the bed, her eyes, which suddenly felt
incredibly heavy, fixed to the doorway. She saw it slide open farther
to allow a dark-haired woman to step inside. She looked like a Greek
statue, her nude form perfect. "Close your eyes, April," the woman
said in a that same soft voice as the song. "Close your eyes and
sleep. This is a dream. A wonderful dream, but just a dream." 

    A dream. Of course it was a dream. It had to be. How else to
explain how a nude woman could come to her home and fill her with such
a desire? "My name is Tana," the woman said.  She opened her mouth and
began to sing again. All of April's defenses fell away in front of
that wonderful song. She closed her eyes and sunk onto the bed as Tana
climbed onto it. She continued to sing that mesmerizing song, even as
she put her mouth on April's. April was slow to respond. She was a
virgin, almost niave about sex, but she seemed to enjoy the feeling of
Tana's mouth on hers. Tana's tongue pushed into April's mouth as she
ran her hands down, pushing April's panties down enough to expose the
tiny blond patch between her legs. Tana let two fingers slide in the
lips and slowly work their way inside. April moaned as Tana continued
to work. As she fingered the young form, Tana pulled up April's
sweat-stained shirt, exposing the pert breasts. She continued working
her fingers in as she put her other hand to the nipples, squeezing
each one in turn. Her hand worked faster as she felt April respond,
working her pelvis to match Tana's movements. Tana felt the young form
buckle and come and felt the rewarding scent of juices released.

    Tana licked at her fingers, tasting the sweet taste of the young
girl. She was ready now.  She climbed up onto April, straddling her
wet patch over the young woman's face. "Lick it, April," she
whispered. "Lick it." April slowly responded, letting her tongue drag
along the dark patch before her. Asleep or awake, it made no
difference. The young woman was too caught up in lust to care anymore.
She needed to taste this dream woman's clit. Her tongue continued to
work slowly, the tip just entering the soft lips. Tana groaned and
shifted herself slightly on top of April, hoping this was doing the
job right. April's tongue shifted slightly more into Tana and she knew
she was ready. A tenseness over her body faded into relaxation as she
came, her cum, splashing onto April's face.

    Tana pushed herself off the limp young form and quickly put her
panties back up and her shirt down. She leaned forward and whispered
into April's ear. "This was a dream. A wonderful, erotic dream, but a
dream nonetheless. This never happened." She watched April shift in
the bed, falling back into a normal sleep. Then, with a sad smile on
her face, Tana turned and left through the window, lost to the
darkness outside.

3. LANI


    Lani took a breath as she stopped at the side of the road. The sun
was just beginning to rise over the sky as the well-tanned and
well-toned Hawaiian took a break from her morning jog.  Sweat stained
her running suit as well as her dark hair, hung back in a ponytail.
She glanced at her watch. Enough time to get back to her apartment,
shower and change before she had to get to work. She could make it.
She stood up straight and started back to running. 

    She had gone a few yards when she saw something just off the side
of the road. A flashing, really, like a small spotlight. Something
about it caught Lani's attention. Intrigued, she slowed her pace and
stepped off the quiet road, trying to find the source of the
mysterious light.

    She found it embedded in between the branches of a tree. It looked
like a pearl, although one of a size and glow she'd never seen. It was
fixed in the branches as if specifically placed. It was an odd color,
aqua-green and blue that seemed to shift as the sun hit it. Lani
couldn't take her eyes off of it. It was just wonderful to look at, so
enticing and relaxing. The light played off it onto Lani's face, into
her eyes. It was like it was directed to her line of vision alone.
Lani felt everything else drift away as she continued to gaze at the
pearl. Her entire body relaxed and she felt an indescribable warmth
sweep through her, from her head to the patch between her legs.

    "It's beautiful, isn't it, Lani?" Tana asked as she came to the
young woman's shoulder. 

    "Yes.." Lani said in a distracted voice. "Beautiful..."

    Tana stepped forward, blocking Lani's view of the hypnotic gem.
"I'm beautiful too, aren't I, Lani?"

    Lani gazed at the nude woman before her. "Yes.."

    "Would you like to show me how beautiful you are, Lani?"

    Lani nodded, her eyes fixed on Tana's. Tana took her by the hand
and led her to a soft spot behind a roadside, hidden by a clump of
bushes. Lying on the ground was a waiting blanket.  Tana took Lani by
the shoulders and slowly pushed her down on the blanket. "Trust me,
Lani," Tana said. "Trust me and let me see how beautiful you are. You
do want me to see how beautiful you are, don't you?" 

    "Yes..."

    "Good." Tana slowly stripped away Lani's sweat-stained suit.
Lani's breasts fell open as her shirt was pulled down. Tana didn't
completely strip Lani, only lowered her pants enough to expose the
dark-haired clit. She ran her hands over the sizeable breasts of the
lifeguard, kneading them like dough. She leaned down on Lani and
kissed her gently on the mouth. Lani's response slightly disappointed
her. Even entranced as she was, she didn't seem too keen on same-sex
encounters. Oh well, Tana would just do everything herself. She
continued to massage Lani's breasts as she kissed both nipples. She
buried her head in the wonderful cleavage and pushed it around her
face as she lay kisses on the curves of the mounds.

    Tana broke off and moved down to Lani's bottom half. She snaked
her hands under the young woman and gripped her buttocks, giving them
a squeeze. Lani's moans were all the incentive Tana needed. She buried
her head in between Lani's legs and went to work. Her tongue jabbed in
and out of Lani's pussy, brushing past the dark hair as it entered her
most sensitive area. Tana's knuckles dragged along the sandy ground as
she massaged Lani's ass. Her tongue continued to probe the young
woman, who was responding in kind. Straight or gay, being eaten out
always turned Lani on. She withered on the ground as Tana continued to
gorge herself on the spilling juices. Lani arched slightly as she came
fully, shooting onto the waiting Tana's tongue. 

    After licking away everything, Tana hurriedly redressed Lani and
led her back to the road. "Thank you," she whispered as she kissed the
younger woman. She walked off, grabbing the pearl from the tree. She
glanced behind to see a slightly confused Lani jog back home. Tana
smiled and wondered how her partner was making out.

4. DONNA


    The lagoon was on the quieter section of the Baywatch area. It was
a nice, secluded spot that Donna often favored. Not many others knew
about it. Well, except the fish. Donna was wearing a bikini that
showed off her nice chest and flat stomach. She waded through the
water, her blond hair just touching her shoulders. It was nice to have
an afternoon off, just enjoy the sun and the sand without being in the
hustle and bustle of the main beach. She waded waist deep in the
water, enjoying the cool liquid on her body.

    A sudden splash got her attention. Glancing up, she saw Alan
emerge from the water, his body glistening and his slicked-back hair
making him look all the more handsome. After being wowed by his
physique, Donna's eyes were drawn to a pendant hanging from his neck.
It looked like a small pearl attached to a coral chain. Alan swam
forward until he was right before Donna.  "Glad to see someone here,"
he said with that charming smile.

    "Well, that's good for you," Donna said, although her eyes stayed
on the pendant around Alan's neck. As if absently, Alan took the chain
in his hand and lightly swung it, sending the pendant in a light spin.
It caught the sunlight, bouncing it into Donna's eyes, which followed
the pendant in its light side-to-side motions. It was soothing to look
at, relaxing. It gripped Donna's view and held it tight. She couldn't
look away. Soon, she didn't want to look away. She wanted to just keep
watching the wonderful pendant. Watch the pendant and listen to Alan's
warm voice. That wonderful voice and that gorgeous pendant. Alan held
them both. Alan held her.  Alan had her. She was his to command and
wanted nothing more than to obey his every word.

    "Donna, why don't we go to shore?" Alan asked. Mindlessly, Donna
obeyed, walking off to the sandy beach with Alan behind her. Alan
pulled her in and kissed her. He liked doing this first, strengthen
his hold on the victim by having them caught up in lust. Donna felt
instant arousal sweep through her as the kiss continued. Any
resistance she had melted away as she knew she belonged to Alan and
Alan alone. "Why don't you take off your suit, Donna?"

    Donna hadn't even noticed that Alan was naked. It didn't matter.
In seconds, she was as well, her nice breasts free in the air, Alan's
hands running over her ass. They kissed as they fell on the sand,
rolling around in it. Donna came on top, her thigh touching Alan's
hard member.  She clutched it in her hand, gripping the hard shaft and
leading it to her pussy. She sat herself on it and began shifting back
and forth, setting up a smooth rythym. Alan ran his hands up her body,
pinching her nipples with his fingers. His hands slid from her breasts
to her hips as she sped up the rythym. She was totally into it now,
ready and willing to get herself off and to help Alan do the same. Her
thighs squeezed around his cock, pushing it deeper into her. Alan
moaned and Donna thrust forward as they orgasmed, a wave of pleasure
that shook them both.

    When they recovered, Donna was still eager to help her master. She
slid herself off his cock and got onto her knees. She took his rod in
her hands and put it in her mouth. She slid her tongue down the length
of the penis, tickling the tip with her appendage. Alan leaned back
and let Donna do her work, taking him as deep in her throat as she
could. Her tongue wrapped around his shaft as she sucked hard on the
rod. Alan groaned as he came, his cum shooting into Donna's mouth. She
swallowed it as she licked his shaft clean, trying to clean it as well
as she possibly could.

    Five minutes later, Alan swam off. He left Donna sleeping on the
sand, clothed, with no memory of what happened. A shame to leave her
so soon, but time was wasting and he had one more important
appointment to keep.

5. JORDAN


    Boat patrol was a rather boring duty on the best of days. On this
day, a weekday with a flat sea and few boats out, Jordan was rather
bored. Her hair whipped behind her in the wind generated by the
speeding boat, black as her skin. She was wearing the regulation red
swimsuit that covered her body well. She hated this part of the job,
but it beat being on switchboard. 

    She stopped the boat at the outer limit, making her usual check-in
with the home base.  She paused to admire the scenery for a bit.
Turning back to grab the controls, she came face to face with a naked
Alan, who was standing there. His eyes glowed, a bright green and
blue, shifting like waves. Jordan was instantly mesmerized, Alan's
gaze washing her mind like a blank slate. In seconds, she was ready
and willing to do all he asked. Alan gave her a kiss, loving the way
she instantly threw himself against him. A shame it took so much
energy to instantly entrance like this. That was why he'd saved this
for last. 

    He pushed Jordan down on the boat and lowered the straps on her
shoulders. Her breasts were magnificent, the largest and best he'd
seen that day. He loved the feel of them under his hands and face. He
spent several minutes with these breasts, dragging his tongue around
the nipples and curves. "My apologies, dear," he said. "But I'm
pressed for time." His apology fell on empty ears. Jordan wasn't just
entranced, she was also now too deep in pleasure to refuse anything he
said. Alan turned Jordan over onto her hands and knees. He pushed
aside the thin strip of red cloth covering Jordan's ass and inserted
his cock. He began to shove it into her, gripping her ass for support
as he nailed her from behind. Jordan moaned as she felt his lance
spike into her. Alan was good, there was no doubt about it. Despite
several ejaculations over the day, he was still hard enough to drive
this lifeguard wild. He pushed ever deeper into her, pinching her ass
cheeks harder as he went. He shot his wad into her, eliciting a cry
that was audible for a mile. 

    As Alan went about erasing Jordan's memory, he was sorry he had to
get her back before she was to be missed. Oh, well, it was enough for
today.

6. TAYLOR


    Being in charge stunk. Oh, sure, it had some benefits. But the
workload and the pressure sure got to Taylor some days. Thank God she
could finally rest. A quick shower and change and she'd be headed
home. She had the shower room all to herself, which was good. She
turned on the nozzle and lay underneath it. She let the water cascade
on her fiery red hair and her naked body. It felt great to cool off
after a long day at the office. She heard the padding of bare feet on
the tiled floor and opened her eyes to see who it was. The glowing
blue-green eyes of Tana filled her vision and was the last thing she
saw before her mind drifted away.

    Tana leaned forward and kissed the motionless Taylor. The water
fell on the two women as they remained liplocked. Tana ran a hand down
Taylor's body, squeezing her breasts, feeling the nipples tighten
under her touch. She kept one hand caressing Taylor's tits as her
other hand entered the red patch covering Taylor's pussy. Her fingers
went to work, sliding in and out of Taylor's pussy, the fingering
combining with the breast play to get Taylor's juices flowing. Tana
stopped fingering Taylor and kneeled onto the shower floor. She placed
her face underneath Taylor's pussy and began to lap at it, waiting for
Taylor to come. She didn't have to wait long as the lieutenant
lifeguard shoved herself against the wall and exploded onto Tana's
face.

    Tana lay on the shower floor, her wet hair haloing around her. She
spread her legs invitingly. Taylor accepted the invitation, falling to
the shower floor and licking at Tana's pussy, unheedful of the water
pouring down on top of them both. Her tongue burrowed into Tana's
lips, Taylor trying to give her mistress the same pleasure she herself
had received. She was a quick learner, giving Taylor a much better
tongue workout than April had. Tana's suspicions about Taylor's
sexuality were swept away in a huge orgasm, the cum that Taylor didn't
lick up swirling down the shower drain. 


    The sun was beginning to set as Alan and Tana met on the same
lonely strip of beach they had arrived on.

    "Thought you wouldn't make it," Alan said, nodding to the sun.

    "Sorry, the last one tasted exquisite."

    "Yes, we must come back here next year." 

    The two walked into the surf, diving under the water as soon as
they were deep enough.  They skimmed the surface for a time and, if
someone had been watching closely, they might have noticed how the
legs of the two people seemed to merge. In fact, they almost
resembled..tails. 

    For centuries, man has attempted to decipher the motives of the
life of the sea. Most of the known species are still puzzling the
experts. The unknown species? Their motive is unknown to us. Their
origin is unknown to us. And maybe we're a lot better off with it
staying that way.



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