Lola was enjoying these weekly encounters; it was intriguing to see how Dani's mind interpreted and acted out her hypnotic suggestions. She sat in her usual place as the train entered the center city station, her eyes on the doors. When they opened, a tall vision in a red-and-white gingham frock entered. The skirt floated over what seemed to be acres of petticoats and crinolines. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail.
Could it be...? Lola thought, but then she noticed the telltale signs. They’d been covered as best they could in makeup, but if you knew where to look they were quite apparent. Yes, it is Dani! And wearing a dress nicer than any I own. She didn’t know whether to be proud or jealous.
The lovely crossdresser sashayed down the aisle, her gaze locked on the seat beside Lola. As she slid in, Lola turned to her, focusing her own gaze on Dani's eyes. "Hello, sweetie," she purred. "That's a beautiful retro look you're wearing.”
“Thank you, Miss,” said Dani. Lola almost laughed when she heard her speak. She used a much lighter tone than before, not quite a falsetto but certainly approaching it. It wasn’t actually that far off being convincing.
“Yes, such a pretty, feminine dress. Tell me, does it make you feel...nice?"
"Yes...nice," Dani responded, and then began repeating, "nice, nice, nice, nice...."
Lola let Dani go on, her repetition sending her deeper and deeper into trance. "Nice and deep," she finally said. "Nice and relaxed. Nice and calm. Nice and obedient. So obedient. So compliant, so submissive, so powerless to resist. So ready to listen and follow my words. Aren’t you, Dani?”
“Yes Mistress…” Dani replied in a whisper. Fully relaxed, her voice had returned to its former lower tone.
“Good girl. Tell me about the past week, darling."
Dani blinked and her eyes glazed over, as she followed Lola's suggestion and drifted back into her memory. "The day after our last meeting, I went to work, still thinking about your order to find suitable clothing for entertaining. It was not something I had considered before, so I sought advice...from Ms. Demanden.
"'Oh, darling,' she responded. 'I know just where to go to find you the perfect outfits for playing hostess. Meet me at lunchtime and we'll go.' And so, at noon, I met Ms. Demanden outside her office and we headed to the nearby shopping district. She led me to a little boutique on a side street called Perfect for Pansies.
"'They specialize in retro and vintage styles,' Ms. Demanden explained. 'All designed for and sized to fit sweet little sissies like you.'”
“Where abouts is this boutique, Dani darling?” Lola interrupted. She took out her phone and texted herself the address as Dani gave it to her. Definitely something to keep in mind for other clients, going by what Dani was wearing now. Hell, she might even pick up something for herself. “Continue, sweetie,” Lola nodded.
“Ms. Demanden took me by the arm and escorted me into the place,” Dani continued. “We were met by a cute sissy in a very retro shopgirl dress. 'My...friend...Dani is in need of clothes suitable for entertaining in her home,' Ms. Demanden said.
"The clerk looked me up and down. 'Oh, yes, I'm quite sure we have some things that will work wonderfully!' She began going through the racks, pulling out all manner of dresses--each of them with a wide, bouffant style skirt and tight fitting bodice. Choosing four of them, she directed me to a fitting room. 'Strip all the way to your panties, honey...for these dresses, you'll need very special underwear!'
I did as she instructed, with Ms. Demanden's assistance. The girl brought in a waist-cinch, a bra with pointed cups, and several layers of petticoats. They soon had me trussed up in the cinch and the bra, padded with appropriately shaped inserts. I slipped into two layers of the petticoats and they lowered the first of the dresses--the one I'm wearing today--over my head, adjusting it so the skirt fit correctly over the pettis.
"'Oh, yes--that is most delightful,' Ms. Demanden exclaimed. 'If the others are as lovely, you will have quite the wardrobe, Dani.' Each of the other dresses also met her approval and we left the shop loaded with four dresses, my new foundation garments, and three different petticoats. When we returned to the office, Ms. Demanden said, 'Dani, I want you to begin wearing these outfits to work every other day, so you get used to moving in them. Oh, and one more thing, I think you should go blonde...'
"So, I have dressed as you see, alternately with my business suits," Dani concluded.
"And what about going blonde?" Lola asked.
"I'm frightened of that," Dani replied. "It seems so drastic..."
"You will make yourself a blonde," Lola said.
“I will make myself a blonde,” Dani repeated in a monotone.
“Yes you will,” Lola nodded approvingly. Then she smiled her wicked smile as a naughty idea popped into her head. “And when you do, you will find that other things change as well. You will find it hard to think about anything other than looking beautiful and sexy. Thoughts of work will be difficult...but thoughts of sex will come easy. Doing sums will feel so hard...but giggling will be natural. You won’t know a thing about science or academia...but you’ll always know how to look your best.”
Lola watched as Dani began to smile, a silly, sexy smile that filled her face, and the Mistress knew the sissy was already starting to melt her mind away. “Your brain will feel like it’s wrapped in cotton candy, sweet sticky fluff that makes those big, heavy thoughts so hard to come together. Only nice, light, airy thoughts will be able to get free. You will become a blonde bimbo. You will seek out suitable clothes for your new role--tight-fitting, flesh-revealing outfits. Your favourite colour will be pink, your favourite task will be shopping, your favourite subject will be sex. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress," Dani answered.
"Good bimbo,” Lola smiled as she heard Dani giggle, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Your station is next. When you exit the train, you will go immediately to a beauty salon and make an appointment for a change in your hair color--the blonder the better. Once you have done that, you will awaken from trance, with no memory of having been hypnotized, but ready to follow all instructions." Lola paused to write out a note. "Give this to Ms. Demanden tomorrow."
The train slowed to a stop and Dani rose and exited. Well, I wonder what her new boss will think of having a totally brainless bimbo on staff! I’m sure she’ll be able to find a...suitable position for her.
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