Slumber Party

Jenny had the best slumber parties.

Pizza. Alcohol. Music.

And tonight…

they tried something new.

Hypnosis.

Jenny had the best slumber parties. She ordered pizza and stashed some alcohol from her father’s bar.

Everyone slept downstairs in her huge basement; she had music and the internet, and all the girls were excited to try a new game.

But “game” wasn’t the correct word; it was more like experience, like playing with the Ouija board or practicing witchcraft.

They experimented with lesbian sex, kissing, and deciding which would answer the door naked for the pizza delivery boy.

Truth or dare.

After the girls ate, they were going to try a new game. This time, they were going to try hypnotism. Everyone would get a turn except Luna because she was the only girl who knew how to hypnotize.

Luna was a semi-goth girl. She went to the local college and waitressed at a trendy coffee house nearby. Sometimes, she wrote poetry and sang songs with an acoustic guitar.

She was of average height with jet-black hair and pale skin, wore prescription glasses, and was brilliant.

In high school, she used to be in the drama club. She always dressed in dark colors, like black and dark gray, but sometimes dark green and orange.

Jenny met Luna because she was in one of her psychology classes that semester. Jenny was highly intelligent and could attend college while still in high school.

Half the day she spent in school, the other half in college. They started talking and became friends, and she mentioned that she was trained as a hypnotist.

Jenny had to have her over. That would be the theme for this slumber party.

Her parents didn’t mind her slumber parties. Her mother, Carol, was glad that Jenny had so many friends.

Carol herself didn’t have many friends when she was in high school. Her family was relatively poor, and the other girls from her school looked down on her.

But Carol married well, and now she and her family were well off, and she ensured her daughter had the best of everything.

She understood how important it was to be accepted. Teenage girls could be merciless.

Her father was equally happy to have the cheerleading squad over; none of them were actually on the cheerleading team, but they were all good-looking enough to be.

It didn’t matter if they were underage; Alexis had the tits of a porn star. Sometimes he fantasized about fucking her when he was with his wife.

And neither parent minded the loud music, which they could barely hear in their bedroom. It wasn’t that the girls enjoyed it at that volume; it was to mask their conversations.

Now in the movies, it’s every teenage boy’s fantasy to sneak a peek through the keyhole of the room where all the girls are.

But in reality, they would be very disappointed.

Everyone wore comfortable flannel or sweatpants and a loose T-shirt. They didn’t walk around in their bra and panties or sleep naked.

None of them wore make-up. The girls might have worn a face mask made of creme.

There were no pillow fights or erotic massages. They did the same things privately that the boys did publicly.

After the food was delivered and the rest of the girls were serving, Alexis held Jenny back and asked, “Have you slept with Billy yet.”

“No,” she replied.

“Why not?” Alexis asked.

“I don’t know,” Jenny said, I guess, “because we’ve been friends too long.”

“That’s bullshit,” Alexis said, “Billy has gotten cuter as he has got older.

“I agree,” Jenny said casually.

“Is he gay?”

“No,” Jenny replied with the tone of someone who sounded offended. “I don’t think so; he never confided to me if he is.”

“Well,” she pondered, “he doesn’t have a girlfriend.”

“What are you trying to say, Alexis,” Jenny smirked, “that you’re interested in him?”

“I just want to know what the deal is,” she sounded defensive, “I mean, how do you feel about him now? I know your friends, but everything looks so platonic on the surface; it’s not natural.”

“Natural,” Jenny repeated deadpan. That was her way of making fun of people.

“Yeah, a guy is either into you, or he’s not,” Alexis explained, “you can’t just be a friend with a guy unless he’s gay.”

“It’s hard for me to talk about,” Jenny said, “I mean, I know some things there, but other times he treats me like his little sister.

I’m afraid if I do something stupid -something that might cross the line, it will jeopardize our friendship, and then I would have nothing. Maybe Billy’s afraid of the same thing.”

“But if he were to date one of your friends instead...,” Alexis hinted.

“I would consider that a betrayal,” Jenny interrupted, “because that friend would know exactly how jealous I would be.”

Then Jenny bolted off to join the rest of her friends. She had already had enough of this Alexis-bitch for the night, and she had just arrived.

When Jenny’s friends had finished eating and felt they had gossiped enough for one session, they got down to business.

Let the games begin.

It wasn’t a game exactly; it was more of an experience. These girls were very progressive, as most of the modern generation was.

They dabbled in Lesbian Softcore and the Ouija Board. They also called haunted, or cursed numbers on their phones that they found online. But tonight, they were going to try hypnosis.

“Stop laughing! This won’t work if you’re not relaxed, “Luna explained.

“I know,” Dana replied, but I can’t help it. I’m nervous. I’ve never been hypnotized before.”

Then she couldn’t stop; it got so bad that, finally, Luna gave up.

“Why don’t we let Sam go instead, Luna?” Jenny said, “She seems relaxed enough.”

Luna agreed.

Sam seemed more mature than the other girls, less feminine, and somber most times, whereas Dana was almost the complete opposite and a total goofball.

“All right, Dana, get up and let Sam sit down,” she commanded.

Luna held up a pocket watch when they switched places, “Now look at the watch and concentrate. Just try and relax. It’s late at night.

You’re sleepy. You’re lying on a cloud. It is so comfortable. Now you’re sinking in; slowly, you go deeper and deeper.

Luna went on like that for about five minutes. Finally, she saw Sam’s eyes begin to droop. Maybe a minute later, she was under.

“All right! It worked!” Luna whispered excitedly. “Okay, okay, let’s see if she’s under. I’ll ask her a test question. Um... Sam, when’s your birthday?”

“January 25, 2035,” Sam replied dreamily as if she was talking in her sleep.

“Okay, now, who do you think is cutest?”

“Alexis.”

Everybody started laughing, and although Luna tried to quiet them down immediately, they didn’t stop.

Then everyone made fun of Alexis before they calmed down. By the time they were done, Alexis was pissed. She was beautiful but equally bad-tempered.

“No, Sam,” Luna specified, “what guy -at school- do you think is cutest?”

“Steve,” Sam replied.

“Hey!” Candace said immediately, “I want Steve to ask me out!”

“Calm down,” Jenny refereed, “She’s just honest; she can still think he’s the cutest boy without trying to date him because she knows you like him, right?

“I guess,” Candace agreed, “but I still don’t like it. Let’s do someone else now.”

“Jenny, you next in the circle, Luna said. Jenny started to protest, “Luna, I can’t be hypnotized; it’s impossible.”

The other girls complained that it was only fair. After all, it was her idea to do this in the first place.

Reluctantly she agreed.

Then Luna snapped her fingers, and Sam came out of her sleep. She noticed everyone was looking at her funny, except for Alexis, who was avoiding her gaze.

“What’s going on? Sam said, “Did I say something stupid?”

“No, no,” everyone answered, but they started laughing again, except for Alexis.

“Okay,” Luna said, let’s calm down. “Jenny, are you ready?”

Jenny got in the chair and tried to relax. “Just study the watch...”

Jenny took longer to go under than Sam did. But finally, with the help of some deep breaths, she calmed down enough to go under.

“Well, so much for her not being able to be hypnotized,” Alexis said.

“Okay, everyone, what should we ask first?” Luna asked.

“Ask her if she thinks Alexis’s cute, too,” Dana said. And then everyone started laughing again.

Alexis and Sam got embarrassed; now Sam knew she had said something stupid. And equally embarrassing.

Jenny managed to stay under hypnosis during the outburst, but Alexis still looked visibly annoyed.

“Now,” Luna said, “let’s go round-robin; that would start with you, Melisa.”

Melisa was the least favored girl in the group by almost everyone, especially Jenny.

It was always rumored that the two girls hated each other; they only tolerated each other because they were friends with Alexis.

When everyone quieted down again, Luna asked, “Jenny, what do you think of Melisa?”

“Melisa is a mean, snobby bitch; she can’t wear enough make-up to hide it. She gets whatever she wants and makes sure everybody knows it. Melissa goes out of her way to tear down anyone she sees as a threat but never works on her own shortcomings.”

That sent a chill through the room. No one was expecting the brutal, icy truth to come out of sweet, kind-hearted Jenny.

She had never publicly said an unkind word about anyone. In fact, that’s how she earned her nickname (that she hated), “Sweetheart” Jenny.

“That was amazing, Jenny,” Luna encouraged, visibly shaken; the words just fell out of her mouth, and then she followed up, “Now, what do you think of me?”

“You need to see a shrink,” Jenny said.

“Oh, you think I’m crazy?” she asked.

“You’re not crazy, but you suffer from clinical depression. I think you’re in denial about your condition; you think it’s just “who you are,” like the Darlene character from that old Rosanne Barr show.

You have no major in college, but all your courses, are psychology classes, a clear indication of someone trying to fix themselves. And you desperately crave male attention. You need to be “validated,” you’ll sleep with the first guy who tells you your sarcastic wit is sexy.”

Now it was Luna who got hit with ice water and was frozen.

Somehow, with a very shaky voice, she managed to continue.

“Can you tell me about S-Sam?” Luna stuttered.

“Sam is a true friend; you can trust her. But she is too much of a tomboy and shows little interest in guys; she never said anything to me, but I think she might be gay.”

Everybody gasped. Then, the rest of the group started at Sam. She shook her head, but tears were already forming.

And she was the one who thought Alexis was the cutest.

Luna turned toward the group, “I think we should stop now.”

“Not on your life,” Alexis said, “finish the circle.”

“Do you like Candace?” Luna asked.

“Candace is pretty, but she’s too tall; I mean, she’s almost six foot, and that can be very intimidating for many guys, especially shorter guys, and even average guys when she wears heels.”

Candace didn’t react one way or another.

“What do you think of Dana?”

“I like Dana,” Jenny said, “she’s funny but goofy, always good for a laugh, but sometimes she annoying because she can never be serious.”

Dana looked at the rest of the group and shrugged -she got off light.

Finally, the main event, “How about Alexis?”

Instantly Jenny’s expression changed. “I think she’s a talent-less bitch, who only got the lead in the school play, not because she’s a better performer or prettier, but because her tits are bigger than mine. And she has no problem using them to get whatever she wants.”

Alexis’s mouth dropped open.

Melisa was still fuming as well.

“Oh, my God! Melisa balked, “I can’t believe she said that about you. “About all of us. That bitch! Wake her up. I have a few things I want to say to her!”

Melisa was ready to fight. She had never felt so humiliated in all her life.

“No, wait, I have a better idea,” Alexis said. The wheels of revenge were turning in her head. Alexis was unofficially the leader of their group. And what she said, the rest followed.

Even if they didn’t want to, they’d regret it if they didn’t. When Alexis was scorned, she could be very spiteful. She turned to Luna.

“Okay, girls, if she’s so jealous of my development, why don’t we give her a bigger set of her own to play with.”

“What do you mean?” Dana asked.

“We all know the guys at school love tits,” Alexis said, “They stare at us when we walk down the hall; break eye contact and stare at them when you try to hold a conversation.

Even the male teachers are guilty of doing this. The boys call us names. Cat-call and make fun of us.

Everyone agreed.

“It’s degrading, she continued, and you all know how humiliating it is. Now that we know how she feels, why don’t we try a little experiment, using post-hypnotic suggestions to embarrass her?”

“How?” Melisa asked.

“Luna, is she still hypnotized?” Alexia asked.

“Yes, she is,” she replied.

Make sure, she said, I want you to take her deeper.

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O-Okay, Luna agreed, and after a few minutes of repeated suggestions, Luna was finished.

Now what?” she asked.

Alexis knelt closer to Jenny; now she was giving the commands, “Jenny, you haven’t finished developing yet. Your body may have grown, but your breasts aren’t finished.

They are still growing and will keep growing even though the rest of the body has stopped. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Jenny said sleepily.

“Nothing will stop this growth,” Alexis said, “no pills, no hormones, no therapy.”

“No?” Jenny asked.

And your nipples are super sensitive now, Alexis smiled, they get hard constantly, and without you noticing, do you understand?”

“Yes,” Jenny said obediently.

“You won’t realize it until you see the boys staring,” Alexis said with her eyes sparkling.

The other girls giggled.

“Okay,” Jenny confirmed.

“When you notice your nipples are erect, you will become very embarrassed,” Alexis explained. “Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

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“Good,” Alexis was satisfied, “now I want you to pretend you were at school and walking down the hall. What are the boys doing?”

“They’re staring at me,” she said.

“And why are they staring at you? Alexis asked.

“Because my breasts are bigger, and my nipples are hard,” Jenny said, horrified.

How do you feel about that? Alexis said.

“Oh my God,” Jenny almost started crying, “I’m so embarrassed, I could just die.

“Good girl,” Alexis concluded.

Now wake her up, Alexis commanded Luna.

“It’s doubtful that was going to work,” Luna said.

“Great,” Alexis said, “then we have nothing to worry about.”

“What if it does work?” Dana asked. “We could get in a lot of trouble.”

“Hypnosis was her idea,” Alexis reminded her, “-not ours.”

“Don’t you think this is too much?” Candace asked.

“After what she said about us?” Melissa chimed in. “No, I want to give this bitch a taste of her own medicine.”

We only made her think she was getting bigger,” Alexis said, “If she does start to grow, we’ll just hypnotize her again to stop, right Luna?”

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Luna nodded. Slowly she woke Jenny up but erased her memory of her post-hypnotic commands.

When Jenny was awake, she looked at the other girls and asked them what had happened, and they said she drifted off to sleep instead of being hypnotized.

“Well, how long was I out for?” Jenny asked.

“Only a minute,” Candace said.

“Why did I say?” she asked.

“Nothing,” Luna said, “and you were right; you couldn’t be hypnotized.”

“I didn’t think so,” Jenny looked unconvinced.

“Jenny,” Alexis said, “I think this hypnosis thing was a bad idea, nobody got hypnotized, but everybody got sleepy from the boredom of waiting.”

Everyone agreed.

After some more uncomfortable small talk, Luna said she wanted to get some sleep.

Everyone else quickly agreed. They were embarrassed about what they just did to Jenny and didn’t want her to see the guilt on their faces.

Jenny felt like something was wrong. Now that she had slept, she wasn’t tired at all. The other girls turned around in their sleeping bags and immediately went to sleep. She lay awake and stared at the ceiling; for some reason, she felt abandoned. Did she do something wrong?