A change of clothes (and mind)

The music in the front of the club was thumping so loudly that Wonder Woman could easily feel it as she snuck through the back door into the dressing room area. There had been some strange goings on at the club over the last few weeks. People were behaving strangely, disappearing for days at a time and then reappearing with no idea where they had been or what they had done. She was here to get to the bottom of it. 

As she ducked into one of the dressing rooms she found a black leather vest labeled “stage hypnotist” tucked away on a rack. She figured the easiest way to be able to interact with the people backstage would be to dress as one of the entertainers. “This doesn’t look like an outfit for any stage hypnotist I’ve ever seen.” she mused to herself as she examined the vest. It would fit her but it would be a bit tight, although she didn’t think that would hurt. She adjusted her uniform to fit with the outfit, even removing her tiara and allowing it to reshape around her neck like a collar. She smiled at herself in the mirror as she slid the vest on and zipped it up.

The fit was, as she suspected, quite tight and showed off her chest more than she would have liked.  She was about to remove it and try and find a less sexualized outfit when she felt a tingle begin to move through her body. She glanced in the mirror and noticed several small trickles of electricity moving over her body, down her arms and legs and up her neck. Her skin tingled with every small trickle along her skin and she let out an unconscious sigh at just how good it felt. 

She knew she should remove the vest as soon as she could, but she was too distracted by the feelings it was giving her to notice the electrical arcs moving up to her head. Her entire body jerked as she let out a soft gasp. As the arcs moved over her eyes, her irish flashed an electric blue for a split second before her pupils dilated completely. Once the glow faded from her eyes, she stood in front of the mirror, completely blank and unaware. 

After several long moments of staring blankly ahead into her own eyes Wonder Woman blinked as a sultry grin spread across her face while her hand slid down her body. Little did the heroine know the vest had several circuits woven into the lining, capable of putting even her powerful amazonian mind into a deep sleep and replacing her thoughts with something more...appropriate. She didn’t know who she really was or why she had arrived at the club, that part of her was deeply asleep and wouldn’t awaken until the vest was removed. 

Her hand under the shelf where the vest had been sitting as she smiled and confidently marched out to the stage. The audience was taken by surprise as the beautiful woman strode out to the stage, a pocket watch swinging by her side as she stood in the center of the stage and smiled out at the stunned crowd. “I am Miss Amazonia!” she watched as everyone gazed at her in surprise as one by one they all started to follow the curves of her body down to the pocket watch swaying at her side. “And you WILL obey!” 

The original picture was drawn by the artist SergeantHero, her deviant art page is located here :  https://www.deviantart.com/sergeanthero 

Be advised she has not posted this picture yet so keep it to yourselves!