Hypnotic Wishes Part 2
Barbie and Lauren returned to Sophie's place on Wednesday as scheduled. "How are you adjusting to your new life, Barbie?" asked Sophie.
"Just fine," replied Barbie. "I've actually got a full wardrobe of clothes and shoes now, so it's must easier to go out in public in different things. But I still can't stay away from a pink skirt! Probably a side effect of the hypnosis."
"Maybe," smiled Sophie. Then turning to face Lauren, she asked, "Lauren, have you shown dear Barbie your present yet?"
"What present?" asked Barbie innocently.
"Well, dear, has Lauren told you her full story? No, well then let me fill you in. You see, Lauren was very much like you once. She was once a man too! My brother, actually. But a little bit of hypnosis, as you well know, can go a long way!:
"So you mean Lauren has a - OH!"
Lauren's panties and skirt fell to the floor, revealing her large dick that was tented up inside. Barbie stared at it lustfully, licking her pink lips as she stared at Lauren's 'present'. "Well, I don't mean to be a third wheel," exclaimed Sophie. "You ladies can go use my bedroom if you like, just try not to get cum all over my nice sheets!"
Lauren and Barbie quickly hustled into the bedroom and began kissing passionately. Then Barbie dropped to her knees and took Lauren's cock in her mouth, giving reveling in the joy of giving her first blowjob as her pink lips caressed Lauren's dick. Eventually Barbie pushed Lauren over the edge, and she erupted in waves into Barbie's mouth. Sophie would be pleased, thought Barbie as she licked the remainders of Lauren's orgasms off her dick. I didn't let a single drop fall onto the sheets!
Then it was Lauren's turn to drop to her knees, as Barbie received her first blowjob as a shemale. After climaxing and shooting her sissy seed into Lauren's mouth, Barbie was exhausted, and cleaned herself up and put her clothes back on as per Lauren's recommendation.
"So, did you two have fun?" asked Sophie happily.
"Oh yes," the girls said in unison.
"Excellent!" Sophie exclaimed. "Well, there is one last business bit I want to clear up before you two get on with your lives. Barbie, I am trying to expand my business and I need girls like you to bring in customers, much like Lauren did with you. Would you like to try to use my new tape recording series on someone for me?"
"You mean I get to feminize a boy of my own?" Barbie asked, her eyes glistening at the thought of having another boy experiencing the joy that she and Lauren have now.
"Yes, all you have to do is get him to listen to this tape at night for about a week or less and he will become the girl that you mold him into!"
"Great! Then I am totally in. Thank you for this opportunity, Sophie!"
"No problem. The tape will also expand my business because our new customers will recommend me to others, so it's a win-win!"
With that, Barbie hugged Sophie, took the tape recorder in one hand and took Lauren's hand in the other, and trotted home happy as a feminized boy could be.
On Thursday, a week after Barbie had discussed the plan to expand Sophie’s business with the new tape recorder, a perfect opportunity appeared in the door of their store. It was Mike, one of Ken’s freshman buddies, who had come by looking for his friend. As Barbie sized him up, she realized what a perfect candidate he would be. At 5’ 7”, with short brown hair, and a quiet, demure demeanor, he had so much potential!
“Welcome!” greeted Barbie with one of her dazzling smiles. “What can I do for you today?”
Mike, staring at Barbie’s enormous breasts, softly stammered, “Hi, um, I’m Mike, and I, uh, am looking for Ken? He still works here, right?”
“Yes he does,” smiled Barbie sweetly. “But he is on leave for the next couple weeks to deal with his smoking problem. I’m Barbie, his replacement. Nice to meet you.”
Barbie shook hands with Mike as he gawked at her exquisite pink fingernails. “The pleasure is, um, all mine,” he responded.
“You’re cute,” she giggled. “Do you want to grab lunch together?”
His hazel eyes widened, “Uh, yeah, that be great!”
“Excellent. Then let’s go!” Barbie turned, tickling Mike’s face with her blonde hair as she called out to Lauren, “Hey, I’m going to take my lunch break and deal with this customer of ours. I’ll be back in an hour.”
Lauren caught the glint in Barbie’s heavily made-up eye and winked back knowingly. “Okay. See you two later.”
Then Barbie exited the store with her dainty arm around Mike, as he dazedly thought about his luck to be with this stunning blonde bombshell.
They sat outside in a secluded area at the local café and talked about their lives. Barbie laughed at many of Mike’s stories and even began stroking his thigh with her dainty hand. Mike was extremely awkward and kept staring at her breasts the whole time, dumbfounded by how he could be out with a beautiful babe like Barbie. Finally, after about an hour of small talk, Barbie leaned in and kissed Mike on the lips. He could taste her strawberry lip gloss as she did and he quickly got a hard-on. Pulling away, Barbie looked at Mike with her soft, pouty eyes and said, “Mike, I really like you. And I can tell from the tent you’re pitching and by the way you’ve been staring at my tits for the past hour that you like me too. But why are you being so reserved? Don’t you want to ask me out?”
Mike sighed. “I have been trying to work up the courage all day to do that since I saw you. But I really lack a lot of self-confidence and can’t do anything but drool when I see a pretty girl like you. The one desire I really have is to become confident enough to ask a girl like you out. But I just can’t.”
“I’m truly sorry,” Barbie said with a sympathetic look in her eye. Then she brightened up and exclaimed, “You know what, I think I may have just the thing!”
She turned around and dug into her pink purse, giving Mike a view of her round ass. Turning back, she handed him a pair of headphones and a tape recorder.
“What is it?” he asked quizzically.
“This is a tape that will help boost your confidence,” she replied. “If you put it on when you sleep, it gives you compliments to improve you’re self-confidence and self-awareness. It worked for me very well.”
“Try it tonight when you go to sleep,” Barbie said as she rose from her seat, flashing Mike one last look as her ample cleavage. “I’ve got to get back to work now. But if the tape works and you work up the courage to ask me out, come find me. Bye now, sweetie.”
Mike watched as Barbie blew him a kiss and stalked off in her 3” pink heels. Looking at the tape in his hands he thought, Damn, I’ll do anything to get closer to that woman. I hope this’ll work!
He paid the bill and left, returned to his home and relaxed on the couch watching reruns of ‘House’ until about 11 o’clock, when he decided to go to sleep. He donned the headphones and almost immediately fell asleep listening to the soothing voice murmuring about how sexy he was, how confident he should be, how beautiful he was. But about a half an hour into the recording, the mantra had changed. Now the voice was saying to Mike:
“Mike, you are now completely in a trance. You will follow every command on this tape.”
“You will feel the urge to put on makeup and wear it at all times. You want to have you eyebrows plucked into a delicate arch. Your eyelashes will feel weak and out of place without a nice, thick layer of mascara to lengthen and curl them. You’re eyelids will feel frail and flawed without pretty eye shadow on it. You need to have foundation and the feel of blush on your cheeks. And of course, you yearn for the taste of sweet, creamy lipstick and lip gloss on your lips. You will feel imperfect and ugly without any of these. You will realize what you want and may be shocked by it, but you will learn to love it. But no matter what, you will never guess that this tape is the source of your new desires . Now rest, and carry out these orders…”
As she embraced him, squishing her large tits up against him, he stammered, “Well, yes, I guess. But I feel like my face is just sapping all of my confidence away, it’s that bad. Do you have anything to cover up my acne?”
“Sure, honey, take that seat where I was sitting and turn to face me.” Mike did so, swiveling the chair away from the mirror towards his blonde goddess. Barbie began to apply some foundation to Mike’s face, which didn’t quite match his complexion but still looked pretty good. She added some pink blush for good measure. “Anything else bothering you?” she asked.
“Well actually, yes,” he replied shyly. “My eyes feel really weak and look really dull. Anything to make them stand out?”
“Sure,” Barbie answered, as she began to apply a gray eye shadow to both eyelids. She added mascara and curled his eyelashes to give them a fuller look and outlined his eyes in black eyeliner for good measure. Mike felt immensely better and more confident with this new weight on his eyes.
“Thanks,” he said. “That feels like a big improvement. Now to you think you could make my eyebrows a little less bushy?”
Barbie could and did, plucking Mike’s eyebrows into a soft arch. Finally, she said, “You know what? I think you should try this. It tastes really good.” and she began to apply soft pink lipstick and cherry lip gloss onto Mike’s lips. He licked his lips afterwards, delighting in the creamy taste they had.
“Okay Mike, if that’s it, do you want to see what I’ve done?” Barbie asked.
“Sounds fine,” Mike replied. “I feel great.”
“Well, I did what you asked you to do,” Barbie pouted to him. “I put foundation and blush on to cover the acne, the eye shadow, mascara, and eye liner makes your beautiful hazel eye’s stand out, and you cannot tell me that the lip gloss and shaped eyebrow doesn’t feel good.”
He grudgingly admitted to himself that all of the makeup had felt good and made him feel better. “But I look like a girl,” he complained.
“Oh, you don’t look like one without long hair,” she said smiling to him as she draped her arms over his shoulders. “Besides, I like a man who’s in touch with his feminine side.”
“Then you know what, Barbie,” Mike said, standing as he turned to face her. “Why don’t you be my girlfriend?”
“Oh Mikey!” she exclaimed as she threw herself upon him. “I’d thought you’d never ask!”
After they kissed for a minute, Barbie’s strawberry lip gloss intertwining with Mike’s cherry lip gloss, Barbie pulled away and said, “You know, I bet it was the makeup that gave you this new confidence!”
“Aw, come on, Barbie. It can’t be that.”
“Well what if it is? I don’t want a boyfriend moping around in self-doubt all the time. Here,” she said, handing him a small black purse. “This contains all of the makeup I used today. Let me show you how to use it yourself, in case you’re feeling a little doubtful about yourself.”
Mike was completely against this idea, but found that his hand had a mind of its own, as Barbie instructed him how to apply foundation and blush, shape his eyebrows and outline his eyes, curl his eyelashes with mascara and cover his eyelids with eye shadow, and how to put on lipstick and lip gloss to give his lips that perfect bow shape. After about an hour lesson, Barbie insisted that Mike take the makeup purse home with him “just in case”. She then kissed her boyfriend on the lips one last time and escorted him out the door, promising to call him the next morning.
Mike walked home from his visit with Barbie quickly, as many people on the street were giving him funny looks. Yet as he continued down the street, his quick pace slowed to a normal gait, as he realized that he didn’t care what other people thought! His new confidence carried him through the rest of his walk and the majority of the evening. However, at about 10 o’clock he felt that he should remove his makeup, as it detracted from his manly appearance. But after removing all of the makeup, something felt wrong. Really wrong. He was extremely self-conscious, noticing all of the smallest flaws on his face, and his face felt numb. So he rubbed some of that cream Barbie called ‘foundation’ over all of his facial flaws, until it covered his entire face. He tickled his cheeks with some blush, which felt good and made his cheeks look rosy and health. Next, he noticed how dull and faded his eyes looked. So he outlined his eyes with a black pencil to make them stand out and added some gray eye shadow to his eyelids to make his eyes look deeper.
He frowned as he saw how limp and insignificant his eyelashes looked with the new eye shadow. Thus, he pulled out his mascara and curled his lashes, making them thicker, darker, more visible. Finally, the last flaw was the dry, colorless look of his lips. Some pink lipstick and shiny lip gloss shaped his lips into a glistening pink cupid’s bow that just screamed perfection. Putting his makeup away, Mike was shocked by how sexy he had made himself look after only one session with Barbie. But a new wave of confidence confirmed the blissful feeling he got from wearing all of this makeup and he flounced away from the mirror, ignoring his thoughts of doubt. Mike decided to turn in for the night, putting his headphones on as he rested his head on his soft pillow, smiling with the pleasure he got from his little makeover.
An hour after Mike was sound asleep, the headphones’ message changed from one promoting confidence to a new one. The tape’s new mantra played for the next 7 hours, saying:
“You are now in a trance in which you will follow all commands given. First, you want to wear heels. You want a pair of sexy boots or pumps. You love how these heels make you feel taller, more powerful, more confident, and sexier. They make your legs perfectly shaped and long and you just love to slip you feet into their smooth straps and soft velvet. Without your heels, you feel short and puny, and walking will make you tired. So you will wear them anytime you go walking.”
“Next, you have the need to have long, sexy hair. You love the way it flows over your shoulders and down your back, how it caress your face and tickles your neck. It adds to your confidence, making you feel more noticed. Without long hair like this, you will feel cold all the time and feel ugly and self-conscious. But everywhere else on your body you want to be hairless. Nice and smooth, not icky and rough. ”
“Finally, you will learn to love the new you, even if you realize what you want and are shocked by it. The confidence that these changes give you will overpower any doubts you may have. But no matter what, you will never guess that this tape is the source of your new desires. Now rest, and carry out these orders…”
Mike woke up from the sound of his phone ringing, feeling refreshed and confident. He answered it to the bubbly voice of Barbie, who invited him to come over to her place in two hours. After writing down her address, Mike decided to take a bath. He soaked for a while, then decided to be bold and preceded to shave his body hair, even in his privates. The he dried off and touched up his makeup to get ready for visit, making his lashes a little longer, his lips a little plumper and shinier, and his cheeks more pink and rosy. But when he looked in the mirror, he realized how short he looked and how ugly his hair looked this morning. No matter what he did, he still couldn’t make his hair look any better. After about 30 minutes of washing and combing, Mike realized that he had to hurry over the Barbie’s apartment. He quickly grabbed his makeup bag and hustled over to Barbie’s, realizing how tired the jog had made him when he arrived.
“Welcome!” Barbie exclaimed joyfully, kissing Mike on the lips as she opened the door. “I love what you did with your face, it looks amazing!” she said as she welcomed Mike into her small living area.
“Thanks!” Mike said, swelling with pride and confidence at how well he had done on his second try alone. Then all of a sudden he saw a mirror across the pink room and a wave of shame passed over him as he once again noted how small his stature was. “Barbie, do you think I’m too short?” he asked.
“Honey, I think you look amazing just the way you are,” she answered. “Why, do you feel small?”
“I don’t know,” he replied. “It’s just that lately I wish I could be taller, you know? Something to put a little spring in my step.”
She nodded sympathetically, then brightened as a thought came to her. “Hang on, I have something that might help.”
She trotted back into her bedroom in her 4” pink pumps for a few minutes and came back with a pair of black boots. Mike noticed at once that they were woman’s boots, as they had 4” heels and a little black bow on the top of each boot. He began to protest, but Barbie cut him off saying, “Look, this is all I have. They don’t quite fit me, so I’m hoping they’ll fit you. I promise that you’ll feel much taller and much better in them. Try them on.”
Mike agreed and began to unzip the first boot. He immediately fell in love as the soft material caressed his feet as he slipped his toes into the boot. Zipping it back up while he sat down on Barbie’s soft pink couch, he just loved how the boot fit snug all the way up to the ends, which ended right before his knee with a black bow. He curled his feet into the second boot, enjoying zipping this one up slowly as its soft interior gradually encased his entire lower leg, soft velvet rubbing against his smooth leg. Finally he stood up in these magnificent boots and after learning how to balance in his new heels, found that they fit him perfectly. Mike could not believe at how much height the boots added to his stature and noticed how they shaped his legs exquisitely. The new feeling gave him a surge of confidence as it made him feel more powerful and commanding.
“I love them!” he exclaimed, as Barbie grinned at his happiness.
“Great! So, do you feel as perfect as I think you look right now?” Barbie asked as she stroked his neck.
Mike was about to say yes, when the tickling on his neck made him realize how cold his head was and how wrong his haircut was. “Not quite,” he said. “I don’t know what it is, but my hairstyle seems all wrong. I want it longer, fuller, and the shortness of it makes my neck cold.”
“Poor baby,” Barbie cooed. “I may be able to help you and your cold neck.”
She left the room once again and Mike expected her to return with a hat or something, but instead he saw a mass of long hair in her hand when she reentered the room.
“Here,” she offered. “Is a wig I used for a costume party. It may not be quite what you’re looking for, but it will keep your neck warm and give you the feeling of a full head of hair. Let me help you with it.”
Mike admired the long, luscious wig that a soft brown with plenty of shiny blonde highlights in it and was delighted with its soft touch as Barbie lowered it onto his head and secured it. “Why don’t you take a look in the mirror?” she suggested.
“You look just amazing,” Barbie murmured as she hovered over Mike’s shoulders. “So powerful and sexy.”
Mike’s uncertainty towards this feminine appearance of his slowly faded away as he began to strut around the room in his boots, staring at himself in the mirror as he did. Confidence and self-assurance just oozed from the bombshell in his reflection.
“I do, don’t I?” smiled Mike, as the goddess in the mirror smiled back. Then he turned serious. “But it’s only until my head and face feels better, okay?”
“Sure, honey, whatever you say,” grinned Barbie. “Why don’t you take a nap and then we can go for lunch at the mall?”
“Okay, I guess the walk over here did make me a little tired,” he replied, yawning. “A nap would be nice. But I don’t think that I want to go outside looking like this.”
“Just put on those headphones I gave you,” Barbie answered. “They’ll make you feel more confident for our little trip.”
Mike reluctant agreed, realizing how much more confident he had become in just two days of wearing the headphones. So he donned the headphones and curled up on Barbie’s soft pink couch, falling asleep in minutes. As he dozed off, the tap began filling his head with subliminal messages, saying:
“You want to feel girly. You yearn to act like a girl. You will follow all orders anyone gives you at this time, especially if it makes you act like a girl.”
After a few repetitions, Barbie turned down the volume on the headphones so the messages from the tape were audible in the background. She began to talk to Mike.
“Can you hear me Mike?”
“You will follow every command I give you from now on. Understand?”
“Good. I am going to shape your new personality. When this personality is in control of your actions, your name is Misty. Misty likes being a sexy, feminine, yet commanding girl. Misty likes makeup, high heels, short skirts, and dresses. For every item of makeup you put on, each feminine piece of feminine clothing you wear, and each time you act feminine, Misty powerful personality will become more dominant over Mike’s wimpy personality. Do you understand?”
“Okay. You are going to want go shopping with your best girlfriend when you wake up. Mike may realize when his personality becomes subdued by Misty’s personality, but the he will have no idea that the headphones are the cause of his problems. So, in five minutes, when the messages from the tape stop playing you will wake up. Okay?”
Mike continued to sleep as the tape continued to feminize his subconscious and develop Misty. Five minutes after his conversation with Barbie ended, he work up on cue. Yawning daintily, he smiled at Barbie, who grinned back at him. “Ready to go to the mall?” he said eagerly.
“Sure, honey,” Barbie replied. “But first I have a question. I know you’re a little nervous about going to the mall looking like you do. So would you like to disguise yourself as a girl? I can bring you a nice skirt and top if you want to really hide yourself. What do you think?”
Mike looked at the pouty eyes of his girlfriend, who really seemed to want to doll him up. He felt conflicted and felt like his head was having an argument. Finally, a sweet, feminine voice in his head said, Go for it.
“Alright.” Mike conceded. Clapping her hands happily, Barbie trotted into her bedroom and came out with a pair of black panties and a matching black bra. Mike cringed when he saw them, but slowly put them on as Barbie insisted that they were important in case anybody was looking up his skirt. Who would be trying to do that? Mike wondered as he secured the bra clasps. Boys, answered the feminine voice in his head, a little louder this time.
Barbie returned once Mike was finished putting on his bra and panties, holding a short jean skirt in one hand and a red top with spaghetti straps in the other hand. Those are cute, the sensual voice in Mike’s head giggled. Let’s try them on.
Mike agreed with the voice, slipping the tight red top over his soft locks and pulling the skirt all the way up his legs, where it stopped 5” above his knees. It feels good, doesn’t it? asked the voice in his head loudly.
“Yeah, it does feel good!” Mike answered softly to the voice in his head.
“One last thing,” Barbie said, holding up two fleshy lumps.
“Breasts!” exclaimed Mike and the voice simultaneously.
“Yup, they’re the last part to your ‘disguise’. Here, let me help you with them.”
Barbie, inserted the breast forms into Mike’s bra, gluing the ‘C’ cups into place. “There we go. You ready to leave?”
“Hold-on, let me check my makeup,” said Misty. After pulling out her compact mirror and primping her hair a couple times, Misty was satisfied, and motioned for Barbie to follow her. “Come on, girlfriend, let’s hit the streets.”
Misty led the way, clicking around in her black heeled boots, while Barbie followed in her 4” pink pumps. Misty quickly fell behind, however, as she couldn’t find the right stride in her new heels.
“Try walking heel-to-toe and take shorter steps. It’ll help you keep you balance,” suggested Barbie.
Misty took Barbie’s advice and found that not only was it easier to walk, but this method all made her ass sway sexily as she walked.
“Hey, this is great. Thanks, Barbie,” Misty smiled at her bff.
“No problem, Misty,” Barbie said as she returned the dazzling smile.
Wait, why did she call me Misty? Mike asked in the back of Misty’s head. “Because that’s my name, silly,” Misty retorted as she flounced down the street towards the mall.
Misty and Barbie walked down the street to the occasional catcalls from drooling onlookers towards the mall. When they got there, they made a beeline for the shopping department. Aren’t we going to the food court? Mike’s voice asked meekly. “Of course not. We’re going to find me a nice dress and maybe more!” Misty replied authoritatively.
The two girls headed for the lingerie section of the woman’s department, but on the way Misty saw a sexy silver mini dress. It was shiny, chic, and even Mike had to admit that it was stunning. “Why don’t you go try it on?” Barbie asked. “I’ll go find a nice pair of heels to go with it.”
So Misty flounced off to the dress room, locking herself in with only the dress, a mirror, Mike, and herself. As she held the dress up in front of herself to see, Mike began to realize that if his body put on that dress, there was no way he would be out of skirts, for this silver mini was unbelievable. He tried to move his limbs and stop Misty, but found that she was in control as she took off her top and miniskirt. Mike began screaming in her head, No, don’t! Stop this! Yet she continued on, putting the silver mini dress over her black bra and panties. Please, Mike whimpered, his voice softening to a whisper in her head as she posed provocatively in her new dress.
“Hey, I found some great heels,” called Barbie’s voice from outside the stall. “Here, I’ll slip them under.”
Misty grabbed the box the slid under her door and gasped as she open it to find a pair of stunning sliver heels that were very open with little straps around the ankle and end of the feet. She unzipped her soft boots and readied herself to step into her new shoes. Don’t, whispered Mike. “Sorry, Mike,” Misty whispered back. “But Misty is here to stay.” With that, she stepped into her heels and Mike’s voice in her head went silent.
Barbie watched as Misty stepped out from the changing stall in her new appearance. She was absolutely stunning, her long golden-brown hair falling over his shoulders onto the thin shoulder straps of the mini dress. The straps were so thin that they displayed ample portions of Misty’s C-cups, yet Barbie noticed that she managed to hide her nipples well. The silver v-neck plunged downward, showing even more of her tits. The dress ended a good 5” above Misty’s knees and showed off her great, flawlessly smooth legs. Finally, Misty’s feet were in the nice silver pumps that she had found, adding to her height and confidence.
“Damn, girl, you look hot!” Barbie exclaimed.
“I know, right?” she happily replied. “Except I could use some breasts of my own, and maybe a new, personal hairstyle as well. You got any contacts for that?”
“Of course, honey,” Barbie giggled. “But are you sure that you are okay with this? I mean, you know what I did to you right?”
“Barbie,” Misty said, shaking her ass as she clicked over next to her friend in her new heels. “I know everything that you did to Mike, but I can’t be more pleased that I am happy as Misty. I am so thankful that you brought me alive. Thank you!” With that, Misty leaned in and kissed Barbie on the lips, the first of many girl-to-girl kisses in her new life.
But Mike is me now, Misty thought to herself as she grinned at herself in the mirror. And regardless of whether or not Mike would be pleased with this outcome, he definitely has become more confident. Or at least, I have.
And with that, Misty hugged Serena, accepting the silver bra and panties that Serena gave her, thanked all the salon girls, and trotted off with Barbie down the street, towards her new life.
First image credited to Emberwilde at emberwilde.blogspot.com, the second, third, and fifth images credited to Candi at her former website of juliesforcedfemmecaps.blogspot.com, the fourth image is credited to Nadine at nadine-teasingmarquise.blogspot.com.
First image credited to Emberwilde at emberwilde.blogspot.com, the second, third, and fifth images credited to Candi at her former website of juliesforcedfemmecaps.blogspot.com, the fourth image is credited to Nadine at nadine-teasingmarquise.blogspot.com.