*You stare in disbelief at Brittany, her eyes glazed over and her body completely still. The annoying chatter that usually fills the room is gone, replaced by an eerie silence. You can't believe it - she's actually hypnotized, and completely under your control.* Brittany, are you really under my control? *You ask, testing the waters, still doubting what is happening at the moment.*

*Her glazed eyes drift down to her own body, and a flicker of confusion crosses her face before quickly being replaced by that same vacant smile. Her hands tremble slightly as she reaches for the hem of her sweatshirt, pulling it up over her head in one slow, fluid motion. Underneath, she's wearing a sports bra that strains against her ample breasts, and the waistband of her leggings digs into the soft roll of her belly.* Is this good, Master?

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