Hypnotized
and Humiliated
By Karen
Singer
Chapter 17
Part 2 of 2
Vivian was a little later
getting home than she had planned on, but when she stopped to find some plum
colored lipstick, she couldn’t help but browse the entire store to see if there
was anything new. The fact that she came
away with only the lipstick was something of a miracle.
She first noticed the box
that was sitting on her doorstep the minute she pulled into her parking
place. With her spirits soaring, she got
out of the car and hurried to her front door.
It had to be what she had ordered for Marian! At least she hoped it was. She had also ordered those diapers for Sissy
Phillip, but she didn’t think they would get here that fast. She carried the box inside before coming back
out to check her overly stuffed mailbox.
Since she had forwarded all her mail to her new address, her mailbox was
overflowing with advertising – the only mail she was really interested in. But this time she found a small bulging
envelope in with her mail as well. She
could only hope she knew what was in it.
Carrying everything back
inside, she quickly attacked the small bulging mailer. She found a small bottle of pills
inside. Yes! Perfect!
Ignoring the ads that she usually couldn’t wait to look through, she
attacked the box next. All thoughts of
reviewing those advertisements went quickly out of her head the moment she saw
what the box contained. It was
here! Finally! Not only that, both items she had ordered
were here together. How perfect could it
be? If Marian didn’t get it into her
head that she was nothing but a stupid ugly cow after this, then she didn’t
know what she would do.
Completely excited, she
grabbed the box and the pills and headed for her door… and stopped
herself. Marian and Sissy Phyllis were
most likely still at work. Darn! She would have to wait. She set everything back on the table, turned
the fireplace video on for “atmosphere,” and made herself some dinner, all the
while, desperately watching the clock.
What time were they going to get home tonight anyway?
As she sat down at the
table to eat, she grabbed her notebook first.
She mostly knew what she wanted to do with Marian, but now she took the
time to write it all down so she wouldn’t forget. From her seat at the table, she could see the
TV where the fireplace was still burning brightly. Just looking at the thing seemed to calm her
down and make her feel good. It really
was… elegant. And so relaxing to watch. She wondered if a real fireplace would be
that relaxing. She finished dinner with
thoughts of the plum lipstick she had just bought again on her mind. She would build an entire outfit around it
tomorrow. It would be so much fun!
Marian turned out the
lights in the office and walked out into the hall. But Phillip didn’t follow her. She turned back to wait for him. “Coming?”
Phillip had Dolly covering
his diaper in front and his backpack covering him from behind. “Is the coast clear?” he asked nervously.
Marian looked up and down
the hallway. “Just us,” she replied.
Phillip nervously stepped
out into the hallway. Nobody around and
all was quiet. He left Marian behind as
he hurried down the hallway toward the elevators. But when he got to where he had to turn down
another hallway, he stopped and stuck just his head around the corner to check
to see if he could see anyone.
Nobody. Whew! He didn’t move though until Marian had
finally caught up with him. Why couldn’t
she hurry like he was? He wanted to get
out of the building and out of sight as fast as possible! “Can you please try to hurry?” he said as
soon as Marian had caught up with him.
And then he was off again, praying that nobody would see him.
“Not in these heels!”
Marian called after him. She was
hurrying, just not as fast as he was.
They made it to the
elevator just fine… with the exception of having to wait an eternity for an
empty elevator to come up for them.
Phillip was relieved the minute they got into the elevator… but all too
shortly, the door opened again when they reached the ground floor. Once again, Phillip carefully kept his
backpack covering his diapered butt behind him and Dolly covering his front as
he glanced out at the open lobby. It
wasn’t totally deserted. He could see
two of the security guards and several other people on the other side of the
lobby just talking. It was a moment
before he realized that Marian had stepped out of the elevator already and he
was being left behind. Having little
choice, he hurried to catch up to her, trying to keep Marian between her and
the other people still in the lobby. He
could just feel everyone’s eyes on him, even though he dared not look back to
see. It was a long walk across the empty
parking lot to Marian’s car. Why? They had parked so close to the building this
morning. Lunch! He remembered that Marian had gone out and
gotten them lunch like she usually did.
He turned his head and saw
a few people watching him from further away in the parking lot. He left Marian behind and ran for her car,
even though he had to stand outside of it before she finally caught up to
him. As soon as she unlocked the doors,
he couldn’t get into the car fast enough.
Whew! He had no doubt that there
would be more humiliating rumors about him floating around the company now… as
if there weren’t enough already!
Marian mooed as she started
the car. “How about if I just go through
the drive-thru on the way home tonight? Would you like that?” she asked.
“Sounds good,” Phillip
replied. “Just as long as I don’t have
to get out of the car!”
How long should she
wait? Vivian was getting anxious to get
on with destroying Mooing Marian. Not
knowing, she finally picked up her phone and called Phillip’s cell. “Where are you?” she asked the moment Phillip
had answered.
Phillips diaper was already
wet, but it almost became even wetter the moment he heard Mistress Vivian’s
voice. “We just left work and we’re
about to stop and pick up something to eat,” he replied.
“Forget it!” Vivian told
him. “Just get home as soon as you
can. I’ll be there in a few minutes!”
Phillip and Marian looked
at each other. Trouble was written
across both their faces.
Vivian nearly caused a
major accident because her mind was more on what she was about to do to Marian
and less on her driving. In fact, she
never even noticed the two cars she had nearly driven off the road. She was about to totally destroy Marian, and
she couldn’t wait! As soon as she had
parked, she grabbed the large plastic bag that she had put the box in and
hurried up to Phillip’s apartment. It
was Marian who opened the door for her this time, but Vivian didn’t care who opened
the door, just so long as she could get in and on with her business as soon as
possible.
Phillip was still
displaying his diaper when she walked into the living room. With the doll in his arms and the now very
wet diaper, he was a total joy for her eyes to behold. “That diaper seems to suit you more than I
thought it would,” she said with a broad smile on her face. “Maybe I should never let you wear anything
over top of them. Wouldn’t that be a
scream?”
Phillip figured that if she
did that, the only one who would be screaming would be him!
Vivian turned back to
Marian. “Get undressed – now!” she
commanded. “I want you in nothing but
those darling high heels you’re so fond of.”
Marian’s hands were
removing the jacket she had worn all day, almost before she knew what she was
doing. There was no use even trying to
not do whatever Vivian wanted. Vivian had
been there just the night before and replanted everything all too deeply into
her head once again. She simply had no
choice. In short order, Marian was once
again naked and standing up against the wall where Vivian seemed to like to see
her. She wasn’t happy to see the
absolutely wicked smile on Vivian’s face.
Her eyes kept glancing worriedly at the bag that Vivian had brought with
her.
Vivian noticed Marian
looking at the bag. Her face screwed up
into the most wicked smile Marian had ever seen. “That’s right, you stupid cow,” Vivian
said. “That’s for you. Since you can’t seem to get it into your head
that you’re nothing but a stupid, smelly, ugly cow, then I bought you something
that will help make that fact much more clear for you. And I have no doubt that a stupid cow like
you will absolutely love this!”
She reached into the bag
and pulled out the box… and Marian nearly died when she read what was printed
on it: Double Electric Breast Pump.
“Aren’t you excited?”
Vivian practically crowed. “I got you
your very own milking machine! And since
I used your credit card to buy it, I spared no expense to make sure I got you
the very best! This thing will make sure
you produce every last drop of milk that you can… and I have no doubt that
those ridiculous huge udders you have will produce plenty!” Vivian couldn’t help herself, she broke out
laughing as the look of horror stayed on Mooing Marian’s dumb face. Priceless!
Vivian turned to Phillip
who was looking on with his eyes nearly popping out of his head. “Get over here Sissy Phyllis, I have a job
for you now.”
It was all Phillip could do
to keep his thumb out of his mouth as he fearfully approached Vivian.
Vivian placed her hand on
Phillip’s shoulder. “Sissy Phyllis, you
are now Sissy Farmer Phyllis. And Marian
here is your cow. And since she’s your cow,
it’s going to be your responsibility to milk her every day… twice a day!” She heard a gasp and noticed the look of
increased horror on Marian’s face.
Delightful! “And since Marian is
nothing but a stupid cow, you’re going to have to do it all for her.”
“Please…” The desperate word just seemed to slip out
from Marian’s mouth.
Vivian immediately turned
to Marian. “Marian moos like a cow!”
Just that fast, Marian mooed, and
once again found that she could only moo and couldn’t say anything else.
Vivian turned back to
Phillip. “Now then, since I expect that
you don’t know too much about milking cows, then I guess I’m going to have to
help you figure this thing out. Now open
the box and take everything out of it.”
Marian could only stand
there and moo while she watched Phillip and Vivian pull everything out of the
box and begin reading the instructions.
She was horrified. Totally
horrified. Of all the stupid indignant
things she could think of, this had to be about the worst! Vivian was indeed doing everything possible
to turn her into a damn cow! And worse,
she knew that given enough time, her udders… her breasts actually would start
to produce milk.
Marian watched as Phillip
assembled everything under the watchful eye of Vivian. And she listened as Vivian explained how she
wanted Phillip to go about doing it. It
was all pretty bad, and it got worse when Vivian turned to her again.
“Marian,” Vivian said, “down
on your knees!” She watched as Marian
dropped to her knees. “Now Marian, since
you’re nothing but a stupid cow, there’s no sense in you learning how to do any
of this. It’s your farmer’s
responsibility to take care of all this for you, so you re to never lift a
finger to take care of any of it. Ever! Understand?
You don’t do anything except to kneel there and be the stupid cow that
you are!”
The moo that Marian let out
wasn’t meant to me a moo of agreement, it was just one of many that forced its
way out past her lips. Marian had to
kneel there while Vivian directed Phillip in just how he should do
everything. The device had two units
with bottles attached connected by a bar.
There was a neck strap to help hold it all up and plenty of tubing
connecting everything to the electric pump unit.
Marian could only watch and
moo as it was all carefully assembled, but she nearly started crying when
Phillip was forced to hang the unit over her neck. She hated the way the damn thing felt as it
bumped against her breasts. Her
trepidation increased as Vivian herself plugged the pump into the wall, but
when Vivian directed Phillip to put the units up against her breasts and make
sure they were arranged properly, the long mournful moo she let out was the
closest thing to a plea for mercy that she could utter. But of course, nobody understood. And when Phillip, still holding the units
against her breasts, was told to switch the thing on and it came to life,
Marian, let out an even bigger moo. Her
eyes went wide as the darn thing seemed to grab tightly onto both her breasts
as the strong suction went into effect.
“Now see here, Sissy
Phyllis,” Vivian said, “this thing has several different modes of
operation. Right now we just have it set
on express, but I think that as a cow, Marian would much more appreciate
setting it so that it cycles between her udders.”
With that, Vivian pressed a
button on the pump and Marian felt the suction change from being constant on
both breasts, to a large increase on one and then a large increase on the
other. Back and forth, yet there was
still suction on each breast.
“And see here, Sissy
Phyllis, you can even adjust the strength of the suction and the speed of the
cycling.”
Marian suddenly felt the
cycling between her breasts speeding up – much faster. And as her eyes were going even wider at what
was happening to her, she felt the suction increase. She let out another loud mournful moo. She was actually grateful when Vivian turned
the cycling speed down to slow, but she noticed that she didn’t turn down the
strength of the suction at all.
“I think that until your
cow actually starts producing plenty of milk, Sissy Phyllis, you should keep it
on a setting something like this to help her produce more milk as soon as
possible. I know you want Marian to be
the best milk cow she can possibly be.”
With that, Vivian broke out laughing.
She backed away and watched as Marian, total horror still written all
over her face, was forced to kneel there and be milked like the stupid cow that
she really was. It was priceless! Absolutely priceless!
And then Vivian thought of
something even better. “Marian, since
you’ve got nothing better to do with your hands. I want you to stick one finger
from each hand into that cunt of yours and play with yourself.”
“Mooooo!” Marian bellowed
as she found herself trying to get a finger from each hand into herself. “Moooo!”
Vivian was laughing almost
uncontrollably now. It was perfect! Mooing Marian was now and forever going to be
nothing but a stupid ugly cow! With the
excitement racing through her like she had never felt, she pulled her pants and
panties off as fast as she could and settled herself on the couch where she
could perfectly see Mooing Marian.
“Sissy Phyllis! Get your tongue
over here right now. And hurry!” Her first orgasm came fast and it came
strong. She almost didn’t need Phillips
tongue at all. But it did make
everything so much better. And all
Vivian could think was… “Oh God! Life is
so wonderful!”
Surprisingly, it was the
constant mooing that was keeping Marian sane.
If it wasn’t for that, she was sure her eyes would be rolling up into
the back of her head as the constant cycling of the pump pulled and stretched
her nipples endlessly… and her fingers down in her cunt tried to do something
that she knew would never happen. And
watching Vicious Vivian having orgasm after orgasm while laughing at her only
wanted to make Marian crawl off somewhere and die. But she was stuck right where she was, unable
to move from the spot until Vivian decided to release her.
Finally she saw Vivian push
Phillip away from her, but the vicious glee on Vivian’s face hadn’t changed
much at all.
“Having fun there you
stupid cow?” Vivian asked.
Marian could only let out
another moo in reply, which only made Vivian laugh again. Vivian picked up Marian’s blouse and used it
to wipe herself somewhat clean before she dressed herself again. Marian noticed though that she was taking her
sweet time about just pulling her panties and pants on. She had been all too quick to shed them
earlier.
Vivian watched Marian’s
nipples being pulled out over and over again by the suction. But finally, Vivian decided that she had to
move on with things. “Okay, Sissy
Phyllis, shut that thing off for now, but leave it around her neck.”
Marian was so relieved when
the pumping ended. Her nipples tingled
horribly. She had no doubt they were
probably numb.
“Marian sucks her thumb,” Vivian said
quickly, and before Marian knew what was happening, her thumb was coming up to
her mouth and her eyes were closing as she relaxed into a trance.
“Phyllis sucks her thumb,” Vivian said to Phillip next. And just as Marian had done, Phillip now sat
sucking his thumb in a deep trance.
“Beautiful!” Vivian exclaimed. “Now listen up you two. From now on Sissy Phyllis, you’re going to
milk your cow twice a day, every day! No
exceptions. It’s dangerous for a milk
cow to go without being milked. So you
make sure you do it every single day – twice a day. I want you to milk her at six o’clock in the
morning, and again at six o’clock every night.
You two are going to have to make sure you get out of work every day
early enough to make sure that you stick to that strict schedule. I want Marian milked for at least half an
hour each time until she starts producing lots of milk. And when she does start producing, you keep
milking her until she’s completely dry – no matter how long it takes. If she starts producing more milk than those
little bottles can hold, you can change out the bottles and then start milking
her again until she’s got nothing left.
With udders like hers, I expect she’s going to be able to produce a
bucket load in no time at all! She’s not
to come off that machine until she’s dry, and at least half an hour has
passed!”
Vivian turned more towards
Marian. “Marian, whenever it’s milking
time for you, you won’t be able to make any other sound than to moo like the
stupid cow that you are. You will
automatically go into mooing mode until you’re done being milked and Farmer
Phyllis here has removed your milking machine from your neck. You will always be naked except for your
shoes and you will always be down on your knees when he milks you. You can’t do anything at all to help or hinder
Sissy Phyllis here from milking you! You
just need to kneel there and be the stupid cow that you are. And since you’ve got nothing better to do
with your hands during that time, then you might as well uselessly play with
yourself like you did today. I know how
much you enjoy that!”
Vivian went to her purse and pulled
out the bottle of pills that had come in the mail. “Marian, since I know how much you want your
udders to start producing milk, I also went and bought you some pills to help. The drug is called Domperidone and it’s
supposed to make you start producing milk really fast. You will take one of these pills four times a
day without fail until they are gone!
From what I read, you should start seeing results within a few days, but
evidently it doesn’t take maximum effect for two or three weeks. I got you a full thirty day supply of the
pills so you should have plenty to get your milk producing up to full
capacity. And producing milk is the only
useful thing that any stupid cow can ever do!”
She looked at her two playthings,
still sitting on the floor sucking their thumbs like infants. Infants with infant brains! “Wake up!
Both of you!”
Marian opened her eyes and pulled
her thumb out of her mouth… and felt something hit her. She looked down to see a bottle of pills on
the floor. Vivian had simply thrown the
bottle at her.
“Make sure you start taking those
things tonight!” Vivian ordered. Then
she smiled wickedly again before adding, “Have fun my little idiots!” With her wicked smile still plastered to her
face, she walked out to go home.
Marian slumped down onto the floor
– and mooed. Phillip stared at her for a
few minutes before he crawled over to her and pulled the milking machine off of
her neck.
“Thanks,” Marian managed to
say. Her hands came up to her
breasts. Her nipples were so sore!
“Can that really make you start
producing… milk?” Phillip asked.
“Just like a cow,” Marian replied somewhat
despondently. “Even without those pills,
it would eventually get my milk flowing.
But I’ve known some women who have used the pills so they could help
nurse babies, and evidently, they work pretty well.” She closed her eyes and laid flat on the floor
as her hands cupped her tender nipples.
“Are you okay?” Phillip asked.
Marian rolled her eyes. “I think I need a long hot bath!”
“Huh! Take all the time you need. I won’t be going in there.”
Marian did her best to sit up. She looked at Phillip. “Why don’t you let me change that diaper
you’re wearing first? It looks to me
like you’ve wet it a few more times since Vivian got here.”
Vivian was in heaven. She was positively delighted with
herself. She had done it! She had finally come up with a way to put
stupid Marian in her place – and keep her there! Mooing Marian would soon be fit for nothing
other than living in a barn! She laughed
at the idea of seeing Marian, naked except for her crazy high heels, living in
a barn with a bunch of real cows.
Ha! It would serve her
right! It was really all she was good
for!
As soon as she got home, she turned
her wonderful fireplace on again while she finally got around to checking the
latest sales ads. And that night she
went to bed a very happy woman – where she dreamed all night long about putting
her outfit for work together around the plum colored lipstick she had bought
earlier.
