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The Easy Induction 

     by CactusJuggler (c) 1998 

      The lecture had been pretty entertaining, more so than most psych lectures. Professor Connelly thought it would be entertaining to show some videotape of stage act hypnotists in his discussion of hypnosis and the various types of induction. I wasn't really impressed, but it beat listening to Connelly drone on for three hours straight. My friend, and classmate, Gina seemed to really be interested in the subject. 

      Gina was practically gushing with excitement as we left the lecture center and headed for the library where we both had journal articles to dig up. We had both just gotten our undergrad degrees the year before, and it was pretty tiresome to still have to be writing garbage reports about other people's research, but Gina was pretty sparky as we walked to the library. 

      "That's amazing, the whole shock induction idea. I mean, you saw what that guy did. No long slow boring relaxation induction, just a little build up and then the surprise. I bet I could even do that." She was saying. 

      "What clinical use would it have? It's a neat stage trick, but I doubt it's got much acceptance in the therapeutic community." I told her. 

      "No, I guess not. But it's still pretty amazing. I wonder how hard it would be to pull off." She said as we happened into John, an engineering grad student we both knew. 

      "Hi John." I greeted him. 

      "Hi Jenny, Gina." He said, barely even noticing me. 

      Gina had that effect on guys. She had a phone sex operator's voice and a boy's wet dream of a body. Thin waist, big breasts and she liked attention. Her tight top not only showed off her lack of bra, but was cut low enough to show ample cleavage and make John's mind run about three speeds slower. 

      "Hi John, where are you going?" Gina asked him. 

      "I'm just going to study in the cafeteria." 

      "Why don't you come and study in the library with us?" She invited him. 

      "Okay." He replied and we continued towards the library. 

      "You know John, you should be careful around me." She told him. 

      "What do you mean?" 

      "I've got the power to hypnotize people instantly." She told him. 

      "What?" 

      "I can hypnotize anybody I want, just like that." She told him. 

      "You know that's a bunch of garbage Gina, you can't just hypnotize anybody." He countered as we approached the library. 

      "It's not garbage, just ask Jenny." She said, winking quickly at me. 

      I got it, she was planning to try the surprise induction on John, and she wanted me to reinforce her suggestion that she could hypnotize people. While I was sure it wouldn't work, it couldn't hurt to let her try. 

      "It's true John, Gina can hypnotize anybody she wants instantly." I told him, going along with her little plot. 

      We entered the library and headed up the stairs as she tried to talk John into hypnotizing himself. 

      "You see, I can instantly hypnotize anyone by flashing my tits at them." She said to him, as we all plodded up the stairs. 

      I was more stunned than John when she said it. She was always pretty vulgar, so I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. 

      "Just because I'd stare at your tits doesn't mean I'd be hypnotized. I mean, who wouldn't." He laughed. 

      "Oh yes, yes you would. If I pulled down my top right now you wouldn't just stare at my tits, you'd fall deep into a suggestible hypnotic trance." She told him. 

      "I don't think so Gina, but go ahead and try. I dare you." He said with a smile. 

      John was probably getting a hard-on at the idea . I can't imagine any guy not wanting to have a look down Gina's top. John must have felt like a lottery winner. 

      "I will, and you'll see. You can already barely keep your eyes off my chest now, so I don't know why you think you can resist my power." She told him as we entered the third floor and headed towards the south end. 

      The third floor was really quiet, and Gina and John cut their conversation short. I started to head for the tables where we normally sat, but Gina gestured to follow her. She led us to one of the little study rooms where you could hold group meetings and so forth. Inside the little room, Gina returned to her stupid attempt at hypnotism as I started pulling out my work. 

      "We're all alone now, why don't you show me your nifty hypnosis trick?" John smiled, hoping for a chance for a free show. 

      "You wouldn't want that would you John? If I showed you my tits, you'd be helpless. Totally at my mercy. I could make you do anything I wanted. I don't think I should show them to you, they're just too powerful." She told him, and we all sat down to study. 

      I was uncomfortable at the strange direction of the conversation, and frankly didn't want to hear Gina bragging about her boobs anymore. I went and made a photocopy of an article I needed and sat back down to go over it. We all studied quietly for about an hour before Gina got up and shut the door to the little room. I was sitting with my back to the door, and John was sitting across the table from me. 

      "John." Gina called out softly, and he looked up. 

      I couldn't help noticing the strange look on his face, and then he closed his eyes! I turned around in time to see Gina straightening her top. 

      "Oh my god, it actually worked!" She exclaimed quietly to me. 

      I turned back around and looked at John. He sort of slumped there in his chair, eyes closed. I couldn't believe it, she'd actually hypnotized him! Gina moved around the table and studied him for a few moments before speaking to him. 

      "John, you weren't able to resist the power of my breasts, were you?" She asked him. 

      "No." 

      "You find my breasts very beautiful, don't you?" She asked. 

      "Yes." 

      "You've always loved them, haven't you?" 

      "Yes." 

      "I have the most beautiful breasts you've ever seen, don't I?" 

      "Yes." 

      "That's right, because my breasts are the most beautiful breasts in the world. And I am the most beautiful woman in the world. Who is the most beautiful woman in the world John?" She asked him. 

      "You are. You're the most beautiful woman in the world." He replied like some sleepy robot. 

      "Very good John. You want to make me happy don't you? You know that I am the most beautiful woman in the world and I deserve to be pleased. Don't you want to please me John?" She asked. 

      "Yes." 

      "That's good John, because it's very important that you do everything you can to make me happy. It makes me happy that you're listening carefully to what I'm telling you. Aren't you proud that you've pleased me?" She asked him. 

      He actually smiled as he answered in the affirmative once more. 

      "My beautiful breasts control you now John. From now on, if I say "titty-slave" you will do anything that I order you to . You will be helpless to fight my power. You will be unable to resist me. You will carry out my orders without hesitation. It makes me very happy that you will serve me this way. You will be my slave won't you John?" She asked. 

      She must be really nuts if she thought this was going to work. 

      "Yes." He answered, not even pausing. 

      "You will do anything I tell you this way, won't you?" 

      "Yes." 

      "Very good! *Very* good. Now there's only one more thing I want you to remember John. If I show you my bare breasts again, you will return to this state. Every time you see my bare breasts you will fall deeper into this trance, deeper under my power. Do you understand?" Gina told him. 

      "Yes." 

      "Who has the most beautiful breasts John?" 

      "You." 

      "And can you resist their power?" 

      "No." 

      "And what will you do if I allow you to look at them?" 

      "I will fall even deeper under your power." He answered. 

      "Good. Now I want you to wake up, and forget that I explained these things to you. You will remember my instructions and follow them, but you won't remember me giving them to you. Now on the count of three I want you to wake up. One.....two.....three!" She said, and like that he sat back up and opened his eyes. 

      He looked a little confused for a moment, and then he just went back to his books. Gina just looked at me and smiled the most evil little smile. 

      "You don't actually think that worked, do you?" I asked her, finally speaking one of the ten thousand thoughts tumbling through my mind. 

      "I don't know, why don't we ask John?" She asked me. 

      "Ask John what?" He asked, confused at our conversation. 

      "John, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?" She asked him. 

      "Uhh, you are." He said, and seemed a little confused saying it. 

      "Titty-slave, I want you to strip naked. You can talk, but not loud enough to draw any attention." She ordered him. 

      And just like that John started removing his clothes! 

      "Gina, what have you done to me? Why can't I stop stripping? What's going on?" He asked frantically as she smiled her evil little smile. 

      John had his shirt off and was undoing his jeans now. I was pretty much in shock as I watched. 

      "It's simple John. You're under the power of my tits. My breasts are controlling your thoughts. You couldn't resist their power, could you?" She asked him. 

      "......No!.....What did you do to me?" He asked her as he stepped out of his jeans. 

      "I just let you have what you wanted, a look at my beautiful breasts. And now you're my helpless slave." She said as his underwear came off and he was standing there naked. 

      "You know, you're cute when you're angry. You're cute naked, too." She laughed, and his face flushed with embarrassment. 

      "Jenny, what's going on? What did she do to me?" He asked me. 

      "She hypnotized you. She hypnotized you instantly when you saw her breasts." I told him, a little in awe of her accomplishment. 

      "This is crazy. You can't just hypnotize someone like that. Besides, you can't make people do things they don't want to with hypnosis." He said, as if trying to convince himself. 

      "Oh, is that right? Titty-slave, get down on your knees and kiss my feet." She ordered him. 

      I watched, stunned, as her naked victim got down on his knees before her and kissed her feet! Gina just smiled at me and cupped her breasts in her hands. 

      "It's amazing what these can do, isn't it?" She asked me. 

      "Wow, you can say that again." Was all I could say as John knelt there kissing her feet, naked. 

      "I bet you wish you could have big, powerful breasts like mine. Breasts that can hypnotize people instantly. I bet you'd like to see them too." She said, and even though she offended me with her obnoxious comment about the size of my chest, I found myself drawn to look at her big set. 

      For a moment, I just watched her hands cupping her chest and massaging her own boobs. John continued to kneel at her feet like a pet, kissing happily away. 

      "Maybe I should just turn you into my slave, like John here. All I have to do is pull down my top." She said softly. 

      Her crazy suggestion finally shook me out of my weird daze. 

      "Give it up Gina. You can flash your tits at me all day and it won't do anything. I *know* what you did to John. It wouldn't work on me." I told her. 

      "You know what Connelly says Jenny. All hypnosis is self-hypnosis. It was obvious that John here was an easy target, anybody could tell he already loved my tits. It's not as obvious, but I think you're just the same. Are you sure you don't want to see what John saw? I think you do. I think you want me to do it. To pull my shirt up and show you my big round breasts. To make you my *slave* just like John here." She told me, tugging idly at her shirt. 

      "You're nuts. This is really stupid. John might be fascinated with you but I'm not." I told her, but at the same time I couldn't pry my eyes from her front. 

      "Why do you look so scared then?" She asked me, smirking. 

      "I...I'm not." I told her, but I was lying. 

      "You do what you want with John here, but I'm leaving." I told her, trying to put a brave face on. 

      I managed to look away from her, and start gathering my books. 

      "Titty-slave, get up and get dressed. Then sit down and wait for more instructions." She told John, and he began to do just that. 

      I finished getting my books packed up, and when I stood up and turned to leave Gina was leaning against the door. 

      "Alright Jenny. Are you ready to try and prove me wrong? I think we both know you can't resist my titty power any more than John." She said, and I watched mesmerized as she reached up and toyed with her shirt. 

      "Whatever Gina. Just get out of the way, I'm going." I told her. 

      "Okay. Wow, look at John." She said, looking behind me at John. 

      I turned around and he was just sitting there, tying his shoes. I turned back around and, as my mind started to go blank, was startled to see Gina lifting up her shirt and baring her big breasts. I just blanked right out. 

      ***** 

      The next thing I knew I was sitting in the chair and Gina was smiling at me. God was she beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off her boobs. It was awful to stare like I did, but I couldn't help it. Maybe I should let her try her stupid hypnosis trick, at least then I would see those gorgeous tits for my self. 

      "Well Jenny, how does it feel to be my slave?" She asked me. 

      I was confused. What kind of question was that? 

      "What are you talking about Gina, John's the one who'll do whatever you want." I said. 

      "Oh. Well then I guess you wouldn't come over here and get on your knees if I told you to, huh? Titty-slave Jenny, get over here and kneel down in front of me." She ordered. 

      "What-what's happening?" I asked, even though I knew the answer as I dropped to my knees in front of her. 

      "You looked at my breasts, Jenny. And now you're my slave." She smiled. 

      "N-no. This isn't happening. You can't.....I'm not......no!" 

      "Why don't you demonstrate how free you are. Come closer, and kiss me. *Here*." She said, gesturing between her legs! 

      My body was on autopilot, I was just a passenger as I leaned in between her legs and kissed her crotch. She patted me on the head like a good puppy as I buried my face in her crotch and did her will. 

      "We are going to have some real fun when we get back to my apartment. Yes we are." She gloated as I kissed her crotch, helpless to fight her commands. 

      I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Gina was a forceful person, but I'd never guessed that she would try something like this. But there I was on my knees with my face in her crotch. She just made everything look so easy. 

      "Look up at me. John, I want you to watch this too." She ordered us. 

      I lifted my face from her crotch and stared intently up at her. I couldn't seem to stop looking at her chest, she must be making me want to stare at it. 

      "You're both enslaved by my breasts, and you know it. And you both want it, too. I'm going to lift up my shirt again, and you're both going right back under just like that. Go ahead, try to look away, try to resist me." She suggested, and then she was pulling up her shirt. 

      I couldn't look away, I just couldn't. At the moment she lifted her shirt up above them, I just blanked out... 

      ***** 

      I was walking with John and Gina to her apartment, and something was bothering me. I just couldn't figure it out. It was like I couldn't remember something, something really important. All I knew was that I needed to remember it. I glanced over at Gina and found myself really staring at her big chest, god was she hot. 

      


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