P.R. - Pledging the Sorority - N.C.U. - Part 2 Alternate Ending

Description: An Alternate ending to the second chapter of Pledging the Sorority, using ideas requested by a patron. [new additions marked down below]

Key: MC, FD, FF, Sleep, Chloro

As the young ladies settled down to discuss Rayne’s education in hypnotism and her accomplishments as a hypnotist, Trisha seemed more and more impressed. “Well…” Trisha started with a smile, “It’s pretty clear to me that you’ve managed to master just about every challenge that Laura has thrown your way so far. But what is it that you feel is your greatest challenge…the one you haven't been able to fully conquer yet?” The question seemed to make Trisha’s eyes light up even as she asked it. 

Rayne instantly knew exactly what the answer to that question was…Klaire. However, she didn’t want to admit to having issues with her own roommate. How would that sound? She could hypnotize several strangers, but couldn’t manage to hypnotize her own roommate who she lives with?  Rayne decided she would have to think up something that sounded intelligent and challenging, yet put her in the best light possible. 

Laura, on the other hand, completely circumvented that thought process by chiming in with an oblivious smile. “Klaire, her roommate. She’s kind of a bitch.” 

Rayne wasn’t sure if what she was feeling inside was death due to embarrassment…or the start of a plan to murder Laura. They felt so similar. Fortunately for Rayne, the admission didn’t have the negative impact that she had feared. 

Once Laura had let the cat out of the bag, both Trisha and Carly nodded in understanding. “I can relate…my roommate freshman year was such a super bitch. I woke up one night to her and her ‘boyfriend’” she said sarcastically, using air quotes, “having sex in the bunk above me. When they realized I was awake I heard her boyfriend ask her if she thought I would want to join in. I threw up as I was running out of the room.” Carly finished her story with a shiver. “I hated her.”

Trisha, of course, took an entirely different approach. “Was the boyfriend cute? Was your roommate? Are you still roommates with them? Just curious…” There was no hiding her constant sex drive, even in her attempt to seem innocent. 

Carly nearly gagged “No to all questions.” It was followed by another violent shiver and a loud “GAAAAAAAHHHHH! Get that image out of my brain!”  

Laura and Rayne laughed off the awkward situation, with the focus now on Carly, and Rayne’s embarrassment subsided enough for her to explain the situation to Trisha. Not only how Klaire had been behaving, but also how she had been trying to use what she was learning with Laura in order to try and make headway into smoothing out the situation. With the ultimate goal being to hypnotize the cranky bitch into being more…civil. 

“Can you hypnotize someone into being more civil?” Carly asked, genuinely curious and trying to take down as many notes on the conversation as possible. 

“To a point…” Laura chimed in “You can’t make a person do something they don’t want to do. But if you find the right way to word the suggestion and pu the right spin on the idea, you can make just about anyone…do anything you want.” 

Trisha nodded approvingly as the conversation turned to her favorite topic...making someone do something they normally wouldn’t. “Does she have any interests that you could use against her?” she asked excitedly. 

“Apparently she likes trashy vampire novels.” Rayne explained with an eye roll. “Although I tried doing a vampire induction on her today, you know the whole ‘look into my eyes’ thing with the stupid hand wave that’s so cliche. All she did was get angrier.” Rayne seemed almost embarrassed to have to admit not only her failure, but also that she tried the induction. 

“Did you use the Transylvanian accent?” Carly asked “I vant to drink your blood, Va Va Va!” 

Laura couldn’t help but laugh and, in the same accent, replied with “Look…into my eyes...you are getting sleepy, very sleepy!” 

Rayne was practically burying her face in her hands at this point. “Please tell me you don’t think that’s what’s missing?” she asked, desperate for an answer other then yes.

It was Trisha that spoke up with a more hopeful answer, albeit in a devious tone. “No, it’s not the voice, it’s the attitude. And not the stupid hand gestures. It’s the confidence in the way they do things. They are subtle and powerful. When they give a character a command, they do so in a way that is gentle…but with complete confidence, as if they know deep down inside that the character…not even the strong heroine…can resist them. And to a girl that feels she is a strong woman, which I’m assuming from your description that Klaire feels she is, knowing that even a strong heroine can’t resist…is freeing.” 

Rayne and the others were all fixated on Trisha as she finished the description, each thinking it over in their own way, but it was Carly who spoke up first. “What do you mean…exactly?” she said, glancing over her notepad and waiting to take down more notes. 

Trisha smiled deviously. “I mean that people check their desires against their own perceptions of reality. A woman who considers herself to be a strong independent woman, but who still has fantasies of being helpless and controlled, is not going to want to fall prey to some second rate villain with powers that only affect bimbos. But, give them a villain whose powers affect everyone, regardless of mental or physical strength, well then they have an excuse…and that’s really all you need with hypnotism is to find the excuse that they need and give it them.” 

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While Carly was taking notes, Trisha gave Rayne a devious look and winked. “Or…” she began “there are some universal things that just seem to work on people, even if you wouldn’t think they would.” The grin on Trisha’s face was getting bigger and bigger the whole time, and Rayne noticed that she was starting to blush and fidget as she spoke. 

Laura was the first to chime in. “What exactly do you mean?” she asked, skeptical of the look that Trisha was getting. 

Rayne glanced between Laura and Trisha, curious as to where where this was all going, until her train of thought was cut off by Trisha. “I mean, sometimes you can surprise someone with something they don’t expect. Something so shocking and unexpected that you just completely take them by surprise, and that shock just puts them in a very subtle, very open state that you can take advantage of…” 

Now all of the girls were confused. Laura and Rayne looked at one another and shrugged, while Carly scratched her head with her pen. “Can you give us an example or something? I mean we are kind of confused here.” she said sarcastically. 

Trisha began to turn a brighter shade of red. “Of course, a good example would be this…” Trisha said with a nervous smile before grabbing her shirt and pulling it clear over head. Which left her standing in front of all three girls in nothing but a baby blue bra. 

The reaction was…well, to be honest the reaction was hilariously underwhelming. All three girls just stared at Trisha with looks of utter confusion. “You want me to…strip for Klaire in an effort to hypnotize her?” Rayne asked, extremely confused. 

Trisha’s blush grew a bit deeper. “No, not exactly…” she said as she tried to maintain her calm, pretending to scratch her back as she reached her hands around behind her. “I mean, as women…we have two powerful tools. Something that we all know we have, but I don’t think we ever truly understand the power that they can have over others.” 

"Boobs.” Carly chimed in, “You’re talking about boobs. I mean, granted, a tight shirt can get a guy's attention but…”

Trisha cut her off. “Not just a guy!” she said with a grin. “Breasts are so powerful that anyone who looks at them is naturally drawn to them. Naturally seems to feel a pull the more they see, and the larger the breasts the more pull and power they seem to have. I’m sure you three have noticed that now...haven't you ladies.” she finished, although it was more of a suggestion then a question. 

All three girls looked at one another, Rayne shrugged after a moment and finally they all nodded in unison, much to Trisha’s delight. “Then I’m sure you could see exactly what might happen if I did…this!” she shouted as she threw her bra off of her chest, directly at Rayne and Laura. 

The two girls jumped in surprise. Laura reacted as if it were a hand grenade and Rayne just watched it sail over her head, thinking to herself “What the hell is going on?” 

That thought process was interrupted by Carly screaming “Trisha!” 

“Oh my god! What are you doing?!” Laura said as she turned her head away and put her hand up to shield her eyes.  

Rayne was completely confused as she looked from Laura, who was shielding her eyes, to Carly, who was also shielding her eyes and looking down at her paper, while also yelling something about having decency. She should have realized what was going on…she should have realized what she was going to see… but she was so confused that she couldn’t help but turn and look at Trisha. Right into the grad student cupping and massaging her own breasts. “Oooh...” exclaimed Rayne softly.

Trisha grinned and started to gently roll her breasts around in front of Rayne, propping them up from the underside which made her nipples move in a strange, almost double circle fashion. Her overly large, nearly hamburger sized areolas created a trippy kind of trail as they spun slowly in front of Rayne’s eyes. “That’s a girl…you can see just how strong they are…how they can simply pull you in…simply make you focus...and stare. That feeling of shock, that feeling of surprise just moving through your body, through your mind. You can’t stop it…you don’t want to stop it…all you want is to pull in the best…deepest view…of my nice…hypnotic breasts. “ 

“Oh for goodness sake Trisha!” Carly shouted, still refusing to look up from her notes. 

“We get it, we get it…your boobs are magical. Put them away now please!” Laura said, having turned completely away from Trisha. 

“Yes…” came Rayne’s slow, relaxed response. 

Followed almost immediately by both Laura and Carly responding with a confused “Huh!?” 

Trisha moved closer to Rayne, letting the young redhead take in the beauty on display in front of her and slowly spinning her breasts while Rayne’s eyes glazed over more and more. She watched as  Trisha’s nipples slowly began to swell from the cool air, it felt as if they were waving her gaze in deeper and deeper. Her posture already implied that she was hypnotized, as her shoulders had sunk and her arms were simply hanging limp at her sides. 

“That’s a girl...” Trisha said, blushing at just how engrossed Rayne seemed to be. She also couldn’t help but laugh at just how polar opposite the response from the other two girls was. Two girls couldn’t even manage to look at her, while the other couldn’t look away. “Just let your mind sink…sink…sink…down deeper and deeper. The more you see my lovely breasts swirl, the deeper you sink…all the way down into a deep deep…sleep for me now Rayne. “ 

“Alright, enough!” Carly shouted as she held up her notepad to completely cover her face. She didn’t want to risk seeing anything she didn’t want to. 

Alternately, next to her, was Laura who had her hands covering her ears and was trying to drown out Trisha by repeatedly saying “La la la la la la la, not hearing this…not hearing this…”

Of course Trisha ignored them both, for directly in front of her Rayne’s eyes had fluttered closed as her head had softly fallen to her chest, deeply hypnotized. While the other two girls continued to freak out, Trisha leaned in and whispered in Rayne’s ear to set a trap for the other two. 

“Are you done yet?!” Carly shouted, even more annoyed. 

“Yeah yeah...” Trisha replied in an annoyed tone. “It’s safe, you can open your eyes now.”

Carly and Laura both let out a relieved, albeit frustrated, sigh and turned to face Trisha and Rayne...only to immediately gasp in shock. In front of Laura stood a now completely topless and still hypnotized Rayne, holding her exposed breasts in her hands and swirling them around slowly like Trisha had been. Hey areolas weren’t nearly as big as Trisha’s but they were more pronounced and easier to see, framing her nipples perfectly. Likewise, Carly moved her notepad down to come face to nipple with Trisha’s exposed breasts, swirling just like they had been at Rayne a moment ago. 

“Thats it girls…” Trisha spoke up almost immediately “let the shock of what you’re seeing ripple through your mind. So surprising, so shocking, so beautiful…your mind doesn’t know what to do…doesn’t know how to react. You just find yourself staring deeper and deeper into the powerfully hypnotic breasts in front of you…you can’t look away. The more you try, the more your brain seems to simply lock up…seems to simply sink deeper and deeper. The shock, the beauty, has left you open…left you vulnerable…left your mind ready to accept a simple, easy command. A nice one word command…all you have to do now ladies…is simply…Sleep!”

Carly had seemed like she was the one most likely to resist the induction, but the shock of seeing her friend’s breasts directly in front of her face had confused her mind so much that she was as easily manipulated as Trisha’s mounds. The simple command to sleep hit her like a ton of bricks. Her pen and notepad fell to the floor as her head dropped immediately down to her own chest. 

Laura, on the other hand, was hypnotized long before Trisha had ever said “sleep”. But the command solidified her descent and her eyes rolled up into her head as her eyelids gently fluttered closed. 

Trisha, of course, couldn’t have been happier with the results. “That’s it girls” she said giddily. “Nice and deep, nice and relaxed. Just allow your hands to move…to gently slide along your body, and let your own breasts be exposed for the world to see…” 

It didn’t take Laura long to simply grab her shirt and pull it up and over her head, exposing her chest. Of all the girls, her areolas seemed to be the most perfectly round, like a perfect target leading the nipple at it’s bullseye. She managed to drop her shirt to the floor with ease as she pulled her arms up behind her back and undid her bra, letting it slide down her arms to fall to the ground. The more conservative and shy Carly, however, had to remove three layers of shirts, including a tank top, a t-shirt, and a sweater, just to get to the most boring bra that you could ever imagine. By the time she removed the bra it became clear that it was a push up, as she easily had the smallest breasts and areola of any of the girls, but, oddly enough, the largest nipples. As her clothing fell away they immediately started to swell at the feel of the cool air in the dorm room. Not only were they larger in diameter, but they also stood out the furthest. Not that anyone other than Trisha was awake enough to notice, and she was distracted.  

Trisha didn’t seem to mind at all as she instructed Carly and Laura to open their eyes and moved all four girls into a circle. “That’s it girls, just see the breasts of the girls around you…” she said, starting to swirl her breasts around again “see them swirling…feel your own swirling for the girls facing you…nice and strong as they seem to bring you in…taking you deeper…and deeper.” 

All three hypnotized girls were now gently cupping their breasts and swirling them around slowly and easily for the others to see. “Just let the swirling simply take you deeper, and deeper…feeling your own breasts swirling around in your hands…and feeling the pull of the other breasts…going deeper and deeper now. Let’s see who can go the deepest. Just let yourself focus on the breasts…directly in front of you…to the sides of you…feeling your own breasts…pulling you down…deeper….And…and…and deeper…deeper…”

Trisha didn’t intend for it to happen, she never really did, but her own induction started to get to her. She could feel her own breasts in her hands…swirling around deeply and slowly… she could see the others girls’ faces sinking deeper and deeper, as they swirled their own breasts around more and more as they sunk into trance. And like I said…she didn’t mean for it happen, but the more she watched, the more her own mind started to sink more and more deeply. She ended up just as hypnotized as the other girls. But one of her last suggestions was to see who could go the deepest…and now it was a race. A race…to the bottom. 

As the four girls kept watching each other’s breasts swirl around, they continued to swirl their own. Every movement took all of them down, deeper and deeper. No one was there to stop them, no one was there to put them to sleep…so they would simply sink…deeper and deeper with every swirl, with every movement. It didn’t take long for the girls to sink so deeply that they started to have trouble keeping their heads up. Laura’s, in particular, was the first to slowly sink forward as her eyes tried to stay glued to the breasts of her friends. 

But soon all of the girls’ heads were tilting forward, little by little. Eyes were fluttering and struggling to stay open, only to slip closed, one by one. With their eyes closed it was only the memory, the residual image of their friend’s breasts swirling around around in their minds, and of course, the feel of their own breasts moving round and round that pulled them deeper, and deeper still.

But in the end, the one who fell the deepest was decided by a simple, mundane little snore sneaking out of the lips of the girl who couldn’t help but sink, couldn’t help but be drawn in by the feel of her breasts swirling around in her hands. Who couldn’t resist the pull of the three lovely coed’s using their own breasts against her. In the end, the tiny little snore escaped from the one who planned the whole thing…Trisha. The deepest of them all. As the snore escaped her lips, a gentle shiver ran through her body as a moan followed suit. All while a small wet spot started to form between Trisha’s legs. The excitement, it would seem, was more than she could handle in her current, oblivious state.

Featuring: Rayne, Laura, Trisha, Carly

Mentioned: Klaire