For the Patrons - N.C.U. - Part 5

Key: MC, FD

Description: The hypnotic inductions continue as Rayne, Laura, and Trisha put their friends under one by one. 

Cheyenne laughed as she gently nudged the sleeping Jackie with her elbow, barely causing the young sophomore to move, no less stir from her hypnotic slumber.  “Wow, she’s really out…” she said, more to herself than anyone else. Laura, however, heard her response as clear as day. 

“Yes she is.” Laura replied with a smile as Cheyenne looked up at the curly haired blonde in front of her. “And in a minute…you will be too!” Before Cheyenne could question her, Laura leaned in and stared into her friend’s eyes. “All you have to do, Cheyenne…” Laura started “is look into my eyes. Just let yourself look deep into my eyes. It may sound cliche, and a little silly, and I’m sure you’re thinking to yourself that you could never really be hypnotized by something so…Saturday morning cartoonish. So what do you have to lose? Just let yourself look deep into my eyes…and listen to my words now, Cheyenne.”

The whole audience, including the friends of the hypnotists...those who were still awake, anyway, fell completely silent and focused on Cheyenne as they waited for her response. Cheyenne felt herself blush as all of the eyes in the room landed on her. It was a feeling she was quite accustomed to, given her hobby of cosplaying as sexy superheroines, and on some level it gave her confidence. She let one side of her mouth curl into a smirk as she tried to hide her nervousness and, with all of the confidence she could muster, opened her eyes even wider to stare back into Laura’s.

Laura, much to Cheyenne’s surprise, didn’t even flinch as she continued to stare down into her friend’s eyes. In the back of Cheyenne’s mind she couldn’t help but wonder why Laura’s eyes seemed to big…she never had time to realize that Laura’s eyes were dilated because she was as deeply hypnotized as Jackie, slumped down in the chair next to her. “That’s it, just look deep into my eyes Cheyenne. Deep into my eyes. They say that the eyes are the window to the soul…and that if you look deep enough, you can see what that person desires the most. But as you look into my eyes Cheyenne, you see not only what I desire…but your own reflection. You can see your face, your hair, your eyes…slowly staring more and more deeply into mine…but the reflection is so deep…so clear…that you start to stare into the reflection of your own eyes…seeing deep into your own soul now, Cheyenne.” Laura said softly, in a tone so soothing you could almost put it to music. 

Cheyenne let out a small, inaudible gasp as she noticed her own eyes in the reflection of Laura’s. Of course it was too small for her to really see into her own eyes, but the suggestion had slipped in none the less and her own imagination was making the image quite clear inside of her mind. She was looking into her soul…through the reflection of her own eyes…and she never realized the only way this would be possible is if she were slipping into a trance, ever so gently. The audience, and even her friends right beside her, slowly faded from her mind as she looked deeper into the reflection of her own eyes, searching for the secrets inside of her soul…and never realizing that she was slipping deeper into Laura’s trap. 

Laura hid a smile as she watched Cheyenne continue to sink. “Just look deep into your soul, and see all of your hopes…all of your dreams. The romances you dream of late at night, the adventures you long to have, and the special moments where those two overlap. You see your own aspirations for your career, and your future. Even simple goals for your hobbies...your next costume, your next convention…the feel of so many eyes upon you. Some wishing they could be as beautiful as you are…others simply wishing they could be with you in every way. It’s an exciting feeling…all the eyes focusing on you, waiting to see your next move... “

Images flashed, one after another, through Cheyennes mind. She could see the adventures and romances, dreams for her career or her next costume...but what felt the most realistic to her was the attention, the feeling of every pair of eyes in the room focused completely on her. She could feel them as if they were really there…a room full of people captivated by her, waiting to see what might happen to her next. 

Laura could see Cheyenne’s face getting more and more relaxed, could see her pupils dilate as she carefully picked the images she wanted to display inside her friend’s mind. She knew Cheyenne very well, and could see the effect she was having on her. “But there is one more image in your mind, Cheyenne. An image that is so close to coming true. An image of what you wish to feel and experience…here…now…with me. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you know you’re at a hypnosis show…you know you’re the center of attention. You can’t really feel that, or see it…but in your mind you can see exactly what you want to feel and have happen to you. You can see the image of yourself…sinking into hypnosis…deeply hypnotized, deeper than anyone else. The center of attention...always the most beautiful, always the best at whatever you do…you can see that can’t you Cheyenne?” Laura asked with a smile, knowing from her friend’s expression that she could already see it.

Just as Laura expected, Cheyenne could see the image forming in her mind. An image of her relaxed and limp in the chair, as her body leaned back to show off her chest under her tight shirt, and her head tilted to the side in just the right way to allow everyone to see her face. Her entire body was perfectly posed to show just how deep she was. The perfect hypnotic subject in every way...beautiful, sexy, and very deeply hypnotized. Cheyenne couldn’t help but nod her head in response to Laura’s question, careful not to break eye contact as she did. 

Laura smiled softly. “Just see that image of you, deeply hypnotized…on display for everyone to see…and see it getting closer…and closer to you Cheyenne. The closer it gets, the more you can feel it, the more you get closer and closer to being that person in your mind. The person so beautifully hypnotized, and on display…just let it get closer…and closer to you…until you feel yourself sliding into the image…becoming the image…becoming…” Laura snapped her fingers next to Cheyenne’s head “hypnotized now, Cheyenne.” she finished confidently. 

Cheyenne gasped as Laura snapped her fingers, both sounds echoing through the otherwise completely silent auditorium. As the sound of the snap filled her mind, the image of herself that she had pictured so clearly came rushing at her. She suddenly felt what the image in her mind must have felt, and it was wonderful. Her eyes slammed shut as her head fell backwards, causing her body to slump down in her chair as she fell into the pose she had seen in her mind almost perfectly. Her mind, however, faded to sleep a bit too quickly and was blank before she managed to complete the pose.

The audience remained completely silent as Cheyenne fell back in her chair, deeply asleep. Most were shocked at what they had just witnessed, but more than a few were distracted by Cheyenne. She may have been vain, but her gym routine did make her quite easy on the eyes. Slowly the audience started to applaud the successful induction of yet another unwitting volunteer. The distraction was exactly what Trisha and Rayne needed to make their way over to Carly, who was sitting next to Cheyenne and looking quite shocked by having just seen both her and Jackie hypnotized in a matter of moments. 

“Enjoying the show?” Trisha asked Carly as she leaned around her left. 

Carly’s head whipped around in surprise as she jumped in her seat. When she realized it was Trisha she just laughed nervously as she replied “Yeah, that was really cool.” 

“It is pretty cool, isn’t it?” Rayne asked, leaning over Carly’s right shoulder from the row behind her. 

This time Carly’s head whipped in the opposite direction as she turned to look at Rayne, not realizing she was there. Or expecting her to be so close. But before she could reply, Trisha spoke again. “Is it seeing your friends slowly sink into hypnosis that you find cool?” she asked. 

“Or is it wondering who might be next that makes this so interesting?” Rayne followed up in rapid succession. 

“Do you think it would feel better to be deeply relaxed and on display like Cheyenne?” Trisha asked in a sultry tone. 

“Or completely blank and lost in the void like Jackie?” Rayne continued without so much as a pause between the sentences. 

Carly’s head was whipping back and forth as quickly as she could between Trisha and Rayne, trying to not only find a moment to respond, but to even process what was happening. She didn’t realize she was walking face first into a confusion induction. 

“Do you prefer the smell of roses, or the taste of fresh baked cookies?” Trisha asked curiously. 

“Is the color blue better than the feel of satin, or the sound of ocean waves?” Rayne asked playfully as she tilted her head.

“Could you imagine how cool it would be to skydive under water?” Trisha inquired, putting a finger to her lips as she pretended to think about it.

“What is the speed of dark” Rayne asked with a pregnant pause before adding “chocolate?” 

“How much wood could a woodchuck, chuck, if a woodchuck could use a catapult?” Trisha posed, leaning in just a bit more and glancing at Rayne with a smile. 

Rayne smiled back at Trisha, knowing exactly what was about to happen. “And what would happen first, would your mind go blank Carly…” Rayne began. 

“Or would your body completely relax,” Trisha followed up. 

“Before or after you slip away into…” Rayne continued.

“Sleep!” Trisha said as Carly’s head turned to her expectantly. As the word slipped into her mind, Carly’s face began to visibly relax, her mouth hanging open softly as a glazed look spread across her eyes. Carly swung her head around on instinct, expecting a response from Rayne to follow. And it did. 

As Carly’s head spun around to face Rayne, Rayne gently placed a finger on Carly's forehead and said in a confident, commanding tone...“Sleep!” 

Carly’s head came to an abrupt stop as she felt the finger on her forehead. Her eyes rolled up to try and focus on the finger, so much that she didn’t even consciously register the word. It didn’t matter. As her eyes crossed to try and focus on Rayne’s finger, they continued their ascent and rolled up under her eyelids, which sank closed a moment later. A soft sigh escaped her lips as her head fell limp against her chest, hair framing her face as it did. 

No one in the audience had the faintest idea what exactly had happened. All they knew was that the lovely young brunette had gone from confused to asleep in under a minute…and that was enough for them. Without a second thought, they burst into cheers. Which was just enough of a distraction for Laura to move behind an unsuspecting Christine. 

To be continued. 

Featuring: Laura, Cheyenne, Rayne, Trisha, and Carly

Mentioned: Jackie, Christine