Here’s the latest of my hypno-sessions with
Mistress Lola. As
always, Mistress Lola’s words are in italics, mine are
in bold
face, and my editorial
comments are in this san serif face.
Words in [brackets] are actions, and
hypnotic triggers are
underlined.
[Sissy
Dani curtseys]
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Hello
Mistress
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Hello
sweetie
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Now
then, what are you in the mood for today?
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How
would you feel about visiting a science-fiction convention?
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Interesting...
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What
would we do there?
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I
think you'd rope me into appearing in the costume contest
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Au
femme, of course and in trance
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I
take it you already have a costume in mind?
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Wilma Deering from Buck Rogers
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Well
then, Wilma
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Your
public awaits
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Shall
we?
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Ready
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Nice
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nice
As usual, this repetitive mantra swiftly places me in
trance. It’s gotten so that simply seeing “nice” repeated in a column starts
to drop me and I have to scroll past it to avoid drifting into a light
trance.
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Nice
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and
deep
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and
obedient
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So
docile
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So
compliant
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Ready
to relax
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To
follow
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To
obey
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Aren't
you?
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relax
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follow
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obey
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yes...
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Good
girl
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[Sissy
Dani twitches]
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We're
going on another of our mental journeys, sweetie
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We're
going to go somewhere new this time
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But
just because it's new
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Will
not make it any less real to you
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in
your mind
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Picture
a giant room
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That
stretches as far as the eye can see
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And
filling this room
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Are
rows upon rows of stalls
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And
hundreds and hundreds of people
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Some
of them are in costume
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Some
of them are not
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But
all of them are here for one reason
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To
celebrate science fiction
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Because
this
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Is
Infinicon
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The
biggest sci fi convention in the world
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And
you and I
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are
very lucky
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to
be able to attend this event
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Aren't
we?
As I’ve discussed in the past, these mental journeys
are not unlike watching a movie unfold on a screen...a movie where, to some
extent, I can influence the action and feel everything my character feels.
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Yes,
Mistress, very lucky
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There's
so much to see and do
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So
many panels to watch
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So
many stalls to visit
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So
many people to see
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And
if you look at me
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You
can see I'm dressed up especially for the occasion
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What
are you wearing, Mistress?
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I'm
wearing a red leather coat, a white blouse, white trousers, red leather
gloves and black boots
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Do
you know who I am?
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I'm
not sure, Mistress
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Why
I'm Romana, silly
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Wearing
the outfit from The Horns of Nimon, one of my favourite Doctor Who stories
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Oh,
of course...
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You're
very sexy in that!
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I'm
very sexy in everything
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But
thank you, dear
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Although
I see you didn't bother to dress up yourself
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I
wasn't sure it would be appropriate
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without
your permission
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Tsk
tsk
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You
can't be at a sci fi convention without a costume, sweetie
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It's
just not fun
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I
wonder if we can get you a costume really quickly
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Should
we find a costume for me?
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Absolutely
we should
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You
can't go around dressed like that
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Take
my hand in yours
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and
let me lead the way
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as
always
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Mistress,
will you dress me male or female?
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What
do you think, dear?
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You
silly little sissy
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You'll
be dressed as female, of course, and you'll love it
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Yes,
Mistress
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That's
better
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Now
then,
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See
yourself at the costume stall
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So
many wonderful outfits to try on
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All
from different science fiction shows, movies and books
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Does
anything catch your eye?
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Oooohhh...that
blue spandex jumpsuit--Col. Wilma Deering!
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Is
that what you want, darling?
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Yes,
yes!
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Can
we find the right wig, too?
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If
we cannot style your hair, I suppose a wig would be the next best thing
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See
if you can see one, Wilma
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There's
one...dark blonde and curly and just the right length
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Well
done, dear
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Now
buy the wig and outfit
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I
pay for the new things and ask
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"Where
can I change, Mistress?"
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In
the restroom, dear
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I
take my packages and go to the ladies room...
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Luckily,
it is empty.
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I
strip to my undies--I have had a little bra and panties on already
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I
slip into the jumpsuit
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and
step into the white booties that go with it.
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Standing
before the mirror, I adjust the wig.
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Frowning,
I go back outside to meet you.
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"Mistress...I
have no makeup!"
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Well
that just won't do
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I
thought you would have learnt by now always to carry the basics with you
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Well,
I guess Mistress will just have to come to the rescue yet again
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I'm
sorry, Mistress
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Sit
down on that bench, sweetie
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I
didn't realize I'd be going feminine today
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I
take a seat
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Feel
your face being transformed as Mistress uses her own makeup to make you look
better
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Lipstick
applied to your lips
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Foundation
on your cheeks
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Eye
shadow being brushed on
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Just
like the trips to the salon
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where
you get made to look so pretty
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But
with the special treat
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of
knowing that Mistress herself is doing this to you
In our lead-up conversation, I had mentioned this idea
to Mistress Lola and she heartily agreed. Erin Gray as Wilma Deering was
something of sci-fi sexual icon during the two years the Buck Rogers series was broadcast.
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I
see my reflection in a mirror across the aisle
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"Mistress,
I've never been in girls' clothes among so many people!"
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"And
never in something so sexy!"
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"I'm
a bit frightened I'll be found out!"
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Don't
worry, sissy, no one's going to know
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They'll
just think you're my girl friend
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"But
I may make a mistake...stumble...or sound too male...."
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Then
you'll just have to try your very best, won't you?
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How's
this for an incentive
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If
you can make it the whole day without anyone suspecting you're not 100%
female
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I'll
give you a big reward
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"Oh,
well....yes, Mistress, I will try"
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You
will succeed
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Or
you will regret it
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I
wink
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Now
then, let's not waste any more time. There's so much to see and do
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I
stand up and take a moment to get my balance in the two-inch heels of the
boots
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I
begin to walk, and I notice how the spandex of the jumpsuit clings to me
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Nice
and easy, darling
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We
don't want that spandex to tear
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I
smooth my hands over the suit
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and
feel my curves
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Maybe
I can pull this off
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I
realize I am getting glances
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Do
they suspect my secret?
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Or
do they simply see a successful cosplay?
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Only
one way to find out
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Mistress?
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Watch
your Mistress grab a woman dressed as Princess Leia by the hand
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"Excuse
me, but I just love your costume! You're so good at cosplay! I was hoping you
could give me your opinion on my friend's costume"
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[Sissy
Dani blushes]
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I
smile and try to pose
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Watch
as Princess Leia looks you up and down
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And
then finally she says...
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"She
looks good, but I don't really get the character. Is it an original design?"
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I
go into my best feminine tones...soft and husky...
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"I
am Col. Wilma Deering, from Buck Rogers...."
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Did
I fool her?
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"Oh,
I've never seen that show. But you look good, girl! Is that your real hair or
a wig?"
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"It's
a wig," I admit
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"Well
it's hard to tell. Hey, you should enter the costume contest! I bet you'd win
with an outfit like that"
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[Sissy
Dani blushes]
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She's
so kind and complimentary, I decide to be a bit daring.
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I
lean over and whisper
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"I'm
a boy...."
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She
leans back
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"So
am I"
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My
eyes go wide in shock!
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"And
you said I look good...you're
amazing!"
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"Thank
you. My Mistress spent a lot of time on me. She wanted the best space sissy
money could buy"
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"Oh!"
I bow to you. "Romana here is my Mistress!"
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Leia
curtseys to Mistress, who nods her approval
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"A
pleasure to meet you, Ma'am. My Mistress is dressed as 7 of 9"
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I
shall have to keep an eye out for her, I reply
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"Are
you entering the costume contest?"
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"Yes,
my Mistress ordered me to. She wants to see if I'm really the best space
sissy or not"
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"I
hope I win, but if you enter I may not have a chance"
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I
look to Mistress...I fear she will see this as a challenge
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You
can see the fire already burning in her eyes
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"Well,
I think we'll have to join now, won't we Wilma?"
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"I...I
suppose so, Mistress...."
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That
just won't do, Wilma
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When
I give you an order, I expect enthusiasm
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Now,
let's try that again
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We're
going to join, aren't we Wilma? And we're going to win
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"Yes,
Mistress...I will enter the contest and win..."
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Much
better
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Let's
go get you signed up
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We
say our goodbyes to Leia and as we go to the sign-up table, I whisper
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"Mistress...I
cannot do this without help...
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"Perhaps
if I were in trance?"
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I
roll my eyes, a little disappointed
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Honestly
Wilma, haven't you learnt anything in our time together? Surely something
about being a woman must be second nature by now
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[Sissy
Dani hangs her head]
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"Yes,
Mistress, but not so publicly...
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and
not as another character...."
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Fine,
sweetie
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Sit
down then, get yourself comfy
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I
sit and relax, as much as I can...
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Now
then
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Let's
get you feeling
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Nice
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Trance within trance...it’s a fascinating, highly
erotic experience. Imagine if you dreamed that you were dreaming...it’s
something like that.
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Nice
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And
deep
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And
obedient
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Feel
yourself
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falling
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Deeper
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and
deeper
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into
pure
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perfect
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Bliss
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deeper
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bliss
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perfect
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Time
for Dani to go to sleep
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Just
for a bit
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And
time to release someone new
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Someone
you know
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Someone
you can be
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so
easily
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So
readily
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especially
in such a costume
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Looking
like that
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Because
Dani is going to sleep
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And
Col Wilma Deering is going to wake up
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Ready
for the competition
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Isn't
that right, Wilma?
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Yes,
Mistress
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Good
girl
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Now
then, Wilma
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Who's
going to win that competition?
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I
am, Mistress...Col. Wilma Deering
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That's
right
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Now
let's get you signed up
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I
stand...and hips swinging I go to the entry table
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and
sign in as "Wilma"
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in
the category for cross-dressed cosplay
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Excellent
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Now
I expect you to put on a show for the nice people when it's your turn,
darling
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Yes,
Mistress
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I
look around and see the contestants are starting to gather
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There
are people from Star Wars, Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica, the Avengers...
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but
I am the only one I see from Buck Rogers
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Are
you nervous, dear?
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No,
Mistress...I am Wilma Deering...I will win
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I
take my place in line, moving sexily in my skin-tight suit
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Already
in character, I stand with hands on hips, my head cocked to one side
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Smiling
with confidence
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Introduce
yourself to the crowd
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I
step up onto the stage
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and
decide to be a bit more sexy
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as
I slide my zipper an inch or two lower
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I
cock my hip and announce
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"I
am Col. Wilma Deering of the 25th Century!"
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Don't
be afraid to show off more
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Really
get into character
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Show
them what Wilma Deering is all about
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I
turn and let them see my spandex-clad ass
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I
strut across the stage
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I
purse my lips and my eyes twinkle
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I
am in command of the audience
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As
they roar with approval, I decide it is time for the big reveal
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I
reach up and pull my wig off
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showing
my male hair beneath
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I
bow to their applause
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You
have the hearts of the audience
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Feel
their love overwhelm you as they applaud
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Feel
it empower you
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Make
you feel
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sexy
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powerful
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beloved
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The
apple of their eye
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As
it is announced
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that
it's no contest
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Wilma
Deering wins the competition
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This
time I make a ladylike curtsey
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even
in my jumpsuit
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and
blow kisses to the crowd
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I
look to the wings and see Leia
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I
smile and bow to her
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I'm
afraid her Mistress will be displeased
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Well
that can't be helped
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After
all, no one can compare to your perfection
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And
besides
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Maybe
she'll enjoy being punished by her Mistress
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With
that, a thought occurs to me
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"Mistress,
having deliberately revealed myself,
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have
I failed in my mission to be completely feminine today?"
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I'm
afraid so, sweetie
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So
no reward for you today
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[Wilma
pouts]
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But
then she brightens
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"I
won, though!"
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You
did!
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And
the winner gets a big kiss
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[Mistress
Lola kisses you all over]
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So
be a Good Girl and Squirt Sissy Squirt
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[Wilma
kisses back
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Wilma
twitches and spurts]
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"Oh,
dear, I'm afraid I've made a bit of a mess, Mistress!"
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You
certainly have
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and
in such a tight costume as well
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You
know what this means, sweetie
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Mistress?
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Must
I clean myself up?
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Yes
you must
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I
excuse myself and go to the ladies room.
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I
unzip my suit and reach into my sticky panties.
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I
scoop up the cock cream and lick it from my fingers
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I
smile and sigh...it's so tasty
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I
adjust everything, rezip and return to Mistress
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a
shy smile on my face
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Did
you enjoy that, Wilma?
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Yes,
Mistress
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[Wilma
blushes]
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Good
little sissy
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And
now that you've had your reward for winning
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I
think it's time to take you
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back
to reality
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so
when I count to 3
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you
will wake up
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refreshed
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alert
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and
back to normal
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in
1
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2
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3
And in my head, the screen fades to black and my
sensation of being dressed in spandex fades with it.
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Oh,
I'm awake and at home
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Hello
again, Dani
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Hello,
Mistress...
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Did
you enjoy our trip to the convention?
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that
was fun.
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I've
so often seen pictures of cross-dressed cosplayers
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and
wished I could be one
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I
wish I could say you could be
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But
I know that outfits are not something you can have these days
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I
know...but fantasy is fun, too.
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That's
what I'm all about, sweetie
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Letting
the fantasies come true through hypno
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And
I thank you, Mistress
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[Sissy
Dani curtseys]
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You
are very welcome, my Sissified Sweetheart
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I
almost considered being Sailor Moon today
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But
I thought that might have been a bit much
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Haha
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I
might have had to have a whole sailor senshi of sissies if you had chose that
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I
gather it's a popular image among "cross-players"
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I
wonder why
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Living
the teen-age years they never really had?
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At
any rate, it looks like I have to be going soon.
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Good
night, Mistress
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[Sissy
Dani blows a kiss]
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Trance-Script #37
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