Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Hypnotized and Humiliated - Chapter 23 Part 2 of 2

Hypnotized and Humiliated
By Karen Singer

Chapter 23 Part 2 of 2

Twice on the way into work, Vivian had to curse at the other stupid drivers for almost causing an accident.  The fact that her mind was so distracted by other matters and therefore she was driving worse than usual, never even entered her mind.  But what was distracting her, was also delighting her.  Her mind kept remembering Phillip’s drawing she had seen in his apartment the night before.  As far as she was concerned, Phillip had pictured Marian – perfectly! 
Oh how she wished she could find a barn somewhere and put Marian in it to live.  The damn woman belonged there.  She deserved it!  The stupid cow!  She wondered again if it wasn’t time to push the issue of getting Marian fired so she could take over as supervisor.  But she had just put all those lovely new thoughts into the minds of those two knuckleheads.  New games that she couldn’t wait to see how they flourished.  As much as she wanted Marian fired, she was having way too much fun with the stupid cow right now to put an end to it already.  She would let the game play out for a while and see what developed.  As far as she could see, there was simply no down side to it at all…for her.
In a blaze of yellow, she sashayed into the office a full two minutes after being considered late.  “Good morning all,” she announced as she headed cheerily toward her desk.  She didn’t fail to notice the “stunned” looks from all the ladies.  As far as she was concerned, her themed outfits were absolutely the best ideas she had come up with in years.  Everyone just loved them.  Before sitting down, she took a moment to slowly twirl around so everyone could ogle her new yellow blouse, coupled with a new yellow skirt, above yellow pumps.  All of it perfectly contrasted by her gorgeous plum colored lips.  Total sunshine for all the women to enjoy…and envy.  And she knew from the looks on their faces just how much they obviously envied her. 
Before sitting, she “casually” glanced in Phillip’s direction.  Her eyebrows raised a bit at seeing the makeup on his face.  Delightful.  The little seeds she had planted were growing already.  As she pulled out her chair to sit down, she looked at Marian, who was glaring back angrily at her – which pleased her to no end.  Marian looked much the same as she usually did.  No difference.  But then she had been forced to tell Sissy Phyllis that Marian had to look mostly normal for work.  It looked like the little twerp had actually managed to pick out one of Marian’s usual boring outfits.  Pity.
Feeling better than ever, she sat down and booted up her computer, her mind already turning to which sale ads she wanted to check for first.

Marian spent a few moments glaring angrily at the back of Vivian’s head.  The darn woman was totally insane, and she was taking that insanity out on her…and Phillip.  She wanted out from under Vivian’s domination very badly, but the way Vivian had worked things, until Vivian backed off from constantly re-putting everything into their heads again, she wouldn’t stand a chance.  And now she had Phillip humiliating her as well by treating her like nothing but a stupid cow!  An animal!  She was very angry at Phillip for that.  Damn him!
But now she had a small way of getting back at Phillip.  All she had to do first, was to go shopping.  There had to be things out there that she could buy for Phillip to wear that would humiliate him far worse than he already was.  She glanced over at him.  Well, maybe humiliate him a little more than he already was.  He had to be incredibly humiliated by everything right now.  So what should she get him that would push his humiliation over the edge?  There had to be something!  The thought that the ideas would be endless kept running through her head.  But the ideas that went with it weren’t there at all. 
Marian knew she should have been working.  She knew she should!  But just then, the only thing her mind would dwell on was how to get back at Phillip for treating her like nothing but an animal…like a cow!  So how could she get back at him?  How could she possibly humiliate him any more than he already was?  Giving up totally on getting any work done, she turned to the internet to try to find some inspiration.

Phillip knew he shouldn’t have felt any more embarrassed than he usually was, but the makeup Marian had added to his face seemed to have that effect on him.  The fact that both Courtney and Brittany had mentioned it only made things worse for him.  And all the rest of the women had looked him over more than usual as well.  At least his feet in the red heels were mostly hidden under his desk.  He didn’t think anyone had even noticed them yet.  Was there a way he could keep things that way? 
He didn’t know if the thick diaper he had on showed under the Capri pants he was wearing or not.  He hoped not, but he had no way to tell…not that he’d dare ask Marian.  The stupid cow probably wouldn’t tell him even if it did – just to humiliate him further!  He hadn’t drank much before he left for work again, and he wasn’t planning on drinking another drop all day until he got home.    
The damn cow!  Marian had purposely gone way out of the way that morning to humiliate him even more than he already was!  And he had no way at all to get back at her for that.  Mistress Vivian had made it perfectly clear that she had to look “normal” for work every day.  It was only outside of work that she could look…different.  But they rarely went anywhere except home and to work!  And now Marian couldn’t even go get them lunch because she couldn’t pick out anything at all to eat.  He had to go out there in public and humiliate himself even further every day – just so they could get something to eat.  It wasn’t fair!  She had it way too easy, and he had no way at all to get back at her.  The stupid cow!
But if he could, what could he possibly do to humiliate her more…if she did go out of the house for something?  There had to be some way.  There had to be!  He had work to do.  A ton of work to do.  But his mind refused to focus on what he knew he should be concentrating on.  Instead, he turned to the internet to try to find something…anything at all that could help him humiliate that stupid cow in some way.  There had to be something.   There had to be!

Marian came back into the office just before the first break period and headed straight for the break room to make some coffee.  She had just come back from a very nice mooning session in the elevator and now felt very relieved.  She was relieved about that, but not relieved about something else.  She still hadn’t done one bit of actual work all morning other than to distribute the work load – a bit more than normal to make up for what she wasn’t doing.  She was frustrated.  Majorly frustrated.  She had seen a number of things she would love to get for Sissy Phillip, but the problem was, Vivian’s stupid restrictions pretty much washed most of those things out.  There was very little she could buy him that would be any worse than what he already wore every day. 
And if she did go shopping to buy him anything, then she would be stuck wandering the stores with that stupid bell fully on display hanging from her neck.  Clang, clang, clang!  It would be making noise with almost every step she took.  Maybe it would be better to not worry so much about humiliating Phillip.  She could just stay home and not put herself through that agony.  Once she got that new DVD she had yet to make into Vivian’s player, then sometime next week she was sure she could get out of this mess.  All she had to do in the meantime was to stay home and let things go as they were. 
Her thoughts turned to staying home though.  Home, not her home, but Phillip’s apartment.  She wanted her townhouse back again – and she would soon have it!  Just a few more weeks.  But for now, home was Phillip’s place.  But living in Phillip’s place had gone from bad to an absolute nightmare.  Phillip had crossed over to the dark side – to Vivian’s side.  He was treating her like nothing but a stupid cow, and making her live that way far more than he needed to!  And because of Vicious Vivian’s hypnotic conditioning, she was stuck living like that.  Stuck!  For a few more weeks.  A few more weeks too many.  A few more weeks of putting up with Phillip treating her like a stupid cow.  Damn him! 
She had once felt sorry for the little twerp, but now she felt nothing but hatred.  As far as she was concerned, he deserved every bit of the humiliation he was getting.  In fact, he deserved far more for what was already being done to him.  If there was any way possible, she was going to make sure he got everything he deserved – and more – just for the way he was treating her…like a damn cow!  Her problem was, that she didn’t know what to buy him that would have much of an effect on him, and that also didn’t conflict with all of Vicious Vivian’s stupid rules.  Of course, there was also the other side of the problem.  In order to buy him anything to humiliate him even worse, she herself would have to leave the house to go shopping…with that stupid bell hanging around her neck and clanging pretty much constantly. 
Humiliating bell clanging in public…or not getting back at Sissy Phillip for the way he was treating her.  Which way did she want to go?
The ladies started coming into the break room as she considered those choices.  Phillip had told her to make sure she drank a cup of coffee before she got out of the break room, so she poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down.  But her mind wasn’t on what the other women were saying, her mind was trying to figure out what she should do – wear the stupid bell in public so she could humiliate Sissy Phillip even more, or stay home and continue being treated like the stupid cow she was rapidly becoming.  It didn’t take her long to make that decision.  She hated being treated like an animal!
Now, how could she solve her other little problem?

Phillip had long given up on finding anything at all on the internet that would humiliate Marian, and started working on things he was supposed to.  But his mind stayed locked on Marian.  How do you humiliate a woman, who is totally comfortable wearing women’s clothes?  He had no doubt that she would have no problem wearing men’s clothes either.  There was no way he could humiliate the damn cow more than she already was.  Of course, the big problem was also in the fact that she had to look “normal” for work.  That of course ruined everything. 
Being completely stuck, he finally got back to doing his job, the work he was supposed to be doing all morning. 
He noticed the second group of women starting to come out of the break room.  A minute later, he saw Marian heading for the break room to clean things up as she usually did.  The stupid cow!  She ought to be made to wear that damn bell at work too!  But no!  Mistress Vivian had decreed that she had to look “normal!”  He wanted to kill Marian for what she had done to him.  All because she had hypnotized him in the first place. 
He finished what he needed to do with his current project, but he needed to print some of the papers and mail them off to another department.  He hadn’t wet his diaper yet since he put it on that morning.  He did have to pee, but he was holding it as long as possible.  He hadn’t had much to drink that morning and he wasn’t planning on drinking another drop until he got home later that night – just so his stupid diaper wouldn’t be any worse than it already was.  He was still hoping that it didn’t show under the pants he was wearing.  Did it show?  Did he dare take the chance that it didn’t show?  He glanced at the project that was still up on his computer.  He really did need to print it and get it into the office distribution system – sooner rather than later.
He decided to take the chance.  He hit the print button, grabbed Dolly, and headed for the printer.  A minute later, he pulled the freshly created pages off the printer and turned to make the short trip back to his desk.
“Phillip, you’re wearing heels!” Heather exclaimed.
He could feel his makeup covered face turning red.  “Uh…yeah,” he replied as he continued back to his desk.  But now he saw every pair of eyes in the room looking at him again.  Damn!  He set Dolly in her place on his desk and put the papers into a distribution envelope.  Then he had to grab Dolly again before getting up to carry the envelope to the distribution box at the front of the room.  There was no doubt that every woman in the room was looking at him…and at the high heels he was wearing. 
“Lovely shoes,” Ashley commented.  “They go well with your outfit today.”
Phillip didn’t even turn to look at her.  He didn’t know if she was teasing him or being nice.  He just continued back to his desk – feeling even more embarrassed than ever.

Marian smiled.  There was no doubt that Phillip was even more embarrassed than usual today about his attire, so as far as she was concerned, she had succeeded wonderfully today.  But how about tomorrow?  She still didn’t have any workable ideas on things to get for him.  A tiny idea of desperation blossomed in her head.  Maybe…just maybe she could take her case directly to Vivian and convince the demented woman to let her do some really humiliating things with Sissy Phillip. Would Vivian change her mind and let her do them?  Could she possibly convince Vicious Vivian to change the rules again? 
As far as Marian could see, it was worth the effort to try.  Ignoring her work again, she started typing ideas of things she wanted to use to press her case with Vivian.

Phillip was getting pretty desperate to pee.  But he had a reason to hold out for a little while longer.  He was almost finished with another little project, and since nobody had mentioned seeing his diaper under his pants – he hoped anyway – then he was planning on getting up again and printing it and getting this paperwork in the mail with his last project. 
He finished the changes he had to make and hit the print button.  He grabbed Dolly, and looked all around.  Everyone was working intently.  He was about to get up, when a small idea hit him.  Could he do it?  He had suddenly remembered a tiny thing that Mistress Vivian had mentioned before.  She had told Marian that he could remove his heels…while she couldn’t!  It was part of the reason why all of Marian’s shoes had to have straps on them, while his shoes didn’t need them.  With that thought in mind, he slipped his shoes off, got up, and made his way in his bare feet to the printer. 
The ladies had all seen his heels, but he was fairly sure that nobody would make any comments about them if he wasn’t wearing them.  Feeling very happy about that situation, he happily grabbed the papers and carried them back to his desk.  He stuffed the papers into another envelope, addressed it, grabbed Dolly again, and carried them almost proudly to the front of the room where he deposited them into the distribution box. 
He had found a little way to get back at Marian for making him wear the heels.  Yes, he would have to wear them went he went out to get lunch, and he would have to wear them when he went home later tonight, but all the rest of the time, he could leave them off.  Of course, there was the other little thing as well.  He kind of really liked wearing them.  But he couldn’t let anyone else know that!  As far as he was concerned, unless he absolutely had to, his feet would stay bare for the rest of the day!  Well, he might put them back on while he was sitting at his desk where nobody could see – just for the fun of it.

Marian scowled as she watched Phillip grabbing the papers off of the printer.  She continued to scowl when he headed for the distribution box at the front of the room.  She turned back to the email she was working on to send to Vivian.  She now had another little “request” she had to put into it.  What good would it do if she made Phillip wear something, if the twerp could so easily remove it again?

Phillip knew it wasn’t much, but being able to take his shoes off was at least something.  As he felt the almost agonizing relief of letting his pee out into his diaper…and the absolutely horrible feel of all that pee invading his bottom before it got soaked up by his diaper…he started wondering again, was there any way at all that he could get back at Mooing Marian for humiliating him like she had?  There had to be some way!  He finally decided to take his case to Mistress Vivian.  Let her know that he wanted to humiliate the damn cow like she wanted him to, but since Marian was a woman, and she had to look normal for work, he was stuck.  And since Marian had no reason anymore to leave the apartment after work, then the only place she ever went was to work.  What did Mistress Vivian have in mind as a way for him to humiliate Marian?  How could he do it?  Would she possibly have any ideas for him? 
Knowing it could possibly make Mistress Vivian mad at him and cause him even more difficulties, he decided to chance asking her.  Instead of working, he started composing an email to his demented tormentor – Mistress Vivian.

Vivian glanced at the time on her computer.  Still another fifteen minutes until she could go out and have lunch with the rest of the ladies.  She was bored.  Tuesday’s were not the best days for sales to be announced.  She had searched all the usual places and would search again later, but there had been nothing new at all – so far.  She had hopes of course for later. 
As she again glanced at the time that refused to go any faster, she saw an email come in – from Sissy Phyllis!  What did that little twerp want now?  Despite being bored and having nothing better to do, she was still perturbed that he had sent her an email.  Angry at him, she opened the thing and read it. 
No way to get back at her.  Not fair that she has to look normal for work when he can’t.  Blah, blah, blah!  The stupid shit!  How had he ever landed this job in the first place?  The dumb sissy couldn’t even figure out a way to humiliate the stupid cow even more than she already was.  She was about to write back to him, when she saw another email come in – this time from the stupid cow sitting behind her.  Before writing back to Phillip, she decided to read Marian’s email – a much longer one.
She was quick to note that the stupid cow didn’t know what to do either.  But then, what else could she expect from a cow!  All cows were stupid.  They had to be the stupidest animals on the planet!  And Marian certainly fell into that category.  As she read the email, she had to admit though that there were some things that Marian had complained about that she could have taken into account earlier.  But she had laid down the rules with those two dumbbells last night!  Rules that she knew were easy enough for those two idiots to work around.  The problem was, they were both too stupid to actually do it!  The two dumb shits!  They both deserved the treatment she was currently giving them. 
As she pondered what to do about Marian and Phillip, the time for lunch finally came.  She grabbed her purse and headed out to lunch, glad for the break from the monotony that her morning had been.  But now her mind was mostly filled with how she should deal with the stupid sissy…and the even more stupid cow!

Phillip walked over to Marian’s desk as soon as the other women had emptied out of the office for lunch.  “A hamburger again?” he asked, knowing he was going to have to bring lunch back for them.
“How should I know?” Marian replied.  “I have no idea at all what I want to eat.”
Phillip shook his head, knowing he shouldn’t have bothered even asking.  As he and Dolly rode down in the elevator, he was still worried about the email he had sent to Mistress Vivian.  Would she be mad at him?  He certainly hoped not. 
He always felt horribly embarrassed about the way he looked, but today, the high heels on his feet seemed to make every step even worse.  And he just knew that the loud clopping sound that they made with each step was drawing even more attention to him.  But he had no choice but to go out there and be the laughing stock of everyone who could see him.  Yeah, Marian had it easy compared to him.  Way too easy!

Vivian shoved a bit of lettuce into her mouth, aware of the conversation the other women were engaged in, but her mind wasn’t paying much attention to what was being said.  She didn’t have kids, so why should she bother to contribute anything to what they were talking about?  Her mind was instead focused on what to do about Sissy Phyllis and Mooring Marian.  They were both turning out to be even dumber than she originally figured. 
She had planned on visiting them later that night to re-put everything into their miniscule brains, and now she was glad she had planned on doing just that.  The two of them were becoming so stupid she was afraid they wouldn’t remember even the easiest of things that she had programmed them both to do.  They were so stupid, they literally needed to be reminded of it all every few days. 
Since she had to visit them that night anyway, she figured that maybe it would be a good time to revisit her list of things she had already told each of them.  Based on the emails she had just gotten from them, she was going to have to spell things out a little more clearly for each of them. 
When lunch was over, she went back to the office with everyone else, where she spent a full half-hour checking for any new sale ads.  Then she dug out her notebook and started with the very first command she had given Sissy Phyllis.  One by one, she went down the list for both of them and considered everything.  Did she want to change it…or not.  Most things she decided to leave just as they were, but not everything.  There were definitely some things that those two idiots couldn’t seem to deal with that demanded that she change things around.  With that finally done, she happily closed her notebook and emailed both Marian and Phillip back, telling them that she would answer all their questions later that night after they got home.

Marian read Vivian’s email reply and winced.  She was coming to the apartment again.  And Marian had no doubt at all that Vivian would put them both in a trance, deepen their trances as much as she could, and once again re-input everything into their heads.  There would be no escape for her yet.  But she had expected this to happen.  Putting the new DVD into Vivian’s DVD player couldn’t happen fast enough.  Of course though, she still had to create that DVD.  But she would do that just as soon as Vivian left later that night.  Hopefully.

Vivian should have been finished, but as she checked yet again for any new sales that might be announced, she found herself still thinking about Phillip and Marian instead.  And one of the little things she remembered this time, was that wonderful little picture that Sissy Phyllis had drawn.  It really was marvelous.  Over and over again that picture came to her mind, until she absolutely had to pull out her notebook and make a few more changes to her list.  And with those little changes, came an anticipation that already had her dripping wet in a rather embarrassing place. 

Yes, tonight was going to prove very interesting.  Very, very interesting indeed!


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Anonymous said...

how about some locking noisy plastic panties for phillis, and maybe a tight body briefer to hold everything together, maybe a sissy dress when home with threat of possibly at work in the future. I would love for her to condition Phillis to love wearing and using his diapers so that it would excite him whenever he wet or messed and he begins to associate his arousal with diapers.


I agree plastic panties please