what if i had a friend that i constantly teased with my tits... like wearing low-cut skimpy shirts or crop tops that are too short whenever we hang out and like NEVER wearing a bra, just letting my nipples poke out and totally letting them look and stare at my tits... I'm clearly just a slut showing off and they will indulge me (and themselves) by checking them out as much as possible
one day they just get so frustrated that I always have the upper hand that they decide to try covert hypnosis on me, lulling me into such a comfortable and relaxed state, seeing the way my eyes glaze over so easily... even when it seems like I'm trying to resist, they just deny they're doing anything and it's totally normal to be relaxed and listening to a friend and I completely fall for it, slipping deeper under their control, completely unaware that I'm being hypnotized
while I'm under they start conditioning me to feel stupider whenever I notice them looking at my tits. when my tits spill out, my thoughts spill out. and they don't stop there, knowing what a slut I love to be for them, encouraging me to wear things that are tighter, show off more, and hold my thoughts in less...
of course that makes them greedy. adding just a little trigger at the end, one they don't really think will even work, but when they snap their fingers, I drop and show off my tits. And when they snap twice, I wake up and forget I was ever hypnotized.
They wake me up, not really thinking it worked until we start chatting. They ask me something they know I can talk about a while, and I watch as their eyes trail to my tits. It immediately gets harder to think, and I lose my train of thought, my words trailing off...
Then they snap. I drop and lift my top, hazy, eyes fluttering. They snap twice, watching as I slowly wake up, totally unaware my tits are out until I notice the cold air against my nipples.
Seeing them staring at my tits, all I can muster is a dumb giggle. "oops, my tits fell out"
