When Alison first sat down to watch the comedy special her friend was dying to recommend to her, she was only being polite. It was from a comedienne that she had never heard of before, but her friend had told her it was one of the best videos in the underground circuit. And even after she finally took the thumb drive with the special in it, Alison was still being pestered to watch it almost every day until she caved and promised to give it a chance and call her friend right after with her thoughts.
It started off innocently enough. The pretty blonde onstage made a few observations about how men and women were different. How brusque and demanding men could be sometimes and how patient and understanding women were, and so far Alison couldn’t figure out how this was different than any other set. In fact, the topic was so overdone that Alison figured this must have been a video from a decade or so past.
So it came as a big surprise to her when she burst out in giggles at one of the woman’s jokes. Alison caught herself and reigned back her smile. She couldn’t believe that she thought a simple vagina joke was so funny. Was she seven? But then it happened again and Alison found herself guffawing right along with the audience. Maybe there really was something to the video.
Invested now, Alison started listening in a bit more intently. It was getting to a raunchier part, talking about how the blonde had to deal with the strange fetishes her boyfriends had. Alison laughed along with those too, and more intensely just like the people in the theater. It must have been getting to the woman on stage as well because she took off her jacket as she began to pace up and down her space, talking about how one boyfriend wanted to try hypnosis on her.
Alison couldn’t stop the peals when she heard about how surprised the comedienne was that she enjoyed it. It was such an unexpected little non sequitur that she couldn’t help but laugh. The comedienne went on and on about how her boyfriend made all these kooky gestures and recited these stereotypical scripts, mimicking what her boyfriend did for the viewers and for Alison. She burst into giggles again at the absurdity of it all, relaxing back on her chair as she finally let herself enjoy the routine.
Sporting a grin that just wouldn’t wipe off, Alison listened to how the comedienne was given triggers that seemed too silly to work like barking like a dog or clucking like a chicken. She said the trigger again in the goofiest fake baritone that Alison assumed was her boyfriend’s voice, and Alison giggled again, even letting out a little puppy yip while thinking about how silly it must have been to fall under hypnosis for something so trivial. Then the lady started going blue and raunchy, saying how her boyfriend moved it into the bedroom, and Alison couldn’t wait to hear all about it.
The woman began to describe how unoriginal and crude her boyfriend’s triggers were, like honking air hooters to make her strip and squeeze her own tits. Alison squealed in delight as the comedienne honked the air again. How could anyone fall for something so dumb? She took off her own shirt and shorts and slipped off her underwear, squeezing her boobs and tweaking her nipples, laughing at how someone could have been hypnotized to do just that.
Then the comedienne began to waggle her eyebrows and talk about how she was given some sexier triggers with equally terrible trigger actions. ‘Slapping the bass’ was apparently her phrase to just start masturbating for her hypnotist, and Alison couldn’t contain herself, her hands making her tits jiggle as she kept kneading them while laughing. Slapping the bass! How boneheaded! The woman repeated it again and again to emphasize how dumb it sounded, and Alison could only agree, giggling so hard. She took one of her hands and let it drop from a nipple down to her pussy, How could anyone link strumming some strings to how amazingly sexy it was to stroke her clit? Alison was shaking her head, thinking how unbelievable it was that anyone could put the two together, stroking to a fevered pitch as her pussy gushed and her nipples tightened to the comedienne’s jokes.
Finally the comedienne began to set up her finisher. She began to describe, in detail, the cockamamie plan that her boyfriend set up to make a secret comedy video with a subliminal act that would hypnotize other pretty girls to be his slaves and spread the copy around to other beautiful women. Alison was starting to hiccup at the blockheaded plan! She laughed again, feeling herself getting lightheaded as the woman described how she would snap her fingers and the girls would orgasm then laugh themselves into a hypnotized sleep, where she would program them deeper once they were unconscious and entranced. Alison’s sides were hurting from how funny it all was, and she rubbed her pussy harder as she listened more about the convoluted scheme.
As if she would just watch as the woman raised her fingers, still smiling and saying goodnight to Alison on the screen when she felt herself start to shudder and cum, and she would fall into a hypnotized sleep because the lady had just snapped them right ~!
I know this is a repost but please someone do this to me oh my god this is so hot