Hypnotized
and Humiliated
By
Karen Singer
Chapter
22 Part 1 of 3
Marian’s subconscious was aware
of it while she was still sleeping, but her conscious mind didn’t realize it
until Phillip woke her up for her morning milking… making her bell clang several
times in the process. The moment she
came awake, she mooed… and her hands came up to her breasts. They were sore and they ached. As her hands cupped them, she wondered if
they weren’t bigger and heavier too – the result of storing all the milk. If things kept on as they were, she had no
doubt that her breasts were going to continue to “grow” as her body continued
to produce more and more milk… for the milking machine to extract from her. As much as she hated the damn machine, right
then, she was starting to feel as if she needed it – just to relieve the
pressure that had built up since last night.
There was no fighting it, and no
delaying it. To the annoying clanging of
her bell, she slipped her nightgown off and buckled her high heeled shoes back
onto her feet.
“Get this diaper off me!”
Phillip commanded before she went any further.
Marian noted immediately that
his attitude hadn’t improved. She was
tempted to not remove his diaper – just out of spite. But they did have to get to work later and it
would be better if he could get his shower now.
Besides, she could already smell his dirty diaper. She reached out and pulled open the tapes on
one side, which freed it up enough that it fell down his leg to the floor.
Phillip stepped back and out of
the diaper. “Now get where you belong!”
he ordered.
Naked except for those shoes and
her bell, she got into position, straddling the damn tub between her legs. As she got into position, she prayed that
Phillip wouldn’t leave her there too long. Her whole body seemed to smell like pee now
and she needed a good bath – before work!
Vivian had left the command that she could speak normally again as soon
as her milking was done, and she was very much looking forward to that. Unfortunately, that time was still a good
half hour away. At least! No telling how long Phillip would make her
stay there. It better not be long though!
She soaked her hands with pee again as she let it out… before Phillip
had a chance to get the milking machine around her neck.
Holding the milking machine in
place against Marian’s breasts, Phillip switched it on. The almost immediate sight of the milk let
him know it was working. Without
another thought, he headed to the bathroom for his shower… leaving his messy
diaper right where it was.
Marian didn’t appreciate his
dirty diaper being left right in front of her again. The sight of the mess inside of it was
sickening – as was the smell. She closed
her eyes to the sight of it, trying her best to ignore the smell that was even
worse than her own smell. If the two of
them kept things up as they were, the apartment was going to be too rank to
live in before long!
Thirty minutes later, Phillip,
fully dressed, went back into the living room to check on Marian. She was just kneeling there with her eyes
closed, playing with herself as usual.
Stupid cow! He noted the amount
of milk in the bottles. To him it looked
to be about twice as much as last night.
He switched the machine off to the sound of another of her stupid moos. He removed the machine from her neck and
carried it into the kitchen where he carefully poured the milk into one of his
empty baby bottles. Practically a full
bottle… if not, it was close enough.
Still, it was progress… although he wasn’t sure he knew why he wanted
her to produce more milk. He’d only have
to wind up drinking the darn stuff… out of the stupid baby bottles! Ugh!
He grabbed one of the pills she
was supposed to take four times a day before he filled a bowl full of water and
carried it out to her. Her hands were no
longer inside of her and she was now down on all fours, waiting to be
released. He set the bowl of water down
in front of her, ignoring her mooing protests and the irritating noise of her
bell. He pushed the pill into her mouth
and left her there, ignoring her further moos of protest as he headed back to
the kitchen.
He poured two bowls of cereal
and carried one of them back to Marian where he set it down next to her water
bowl. He couldn’t have cared less about
her angry mooing now. He wasn’t about to
eat his breakfast with the stupid cow.
Let her eat right where she was!
He went back to the kitchen where he pulled his lipstick out of his
purse and refreshed his lips before he sat down and ate his dry cereal… without
milk. He figured he could have poured
Marian’s breast milk over it, but why ruin the taste of perfectly good
cereal? He wasn’t sure he was up to
drinking any before work either. Putting
it off until later in the day seemed to be a much better option.
After his breakfast, and after
fixing his lipstick yet again, he headed back out to Marian. She was just finishing eating her cereal… not
taking much longer than it had taken him to eat his, so she couldn’t have had
too much trouble with it. “Finish it all,”
he told her. “The water too!”
Marian let out another angry moo
at him, before bending her head back down to the bowls in front of her. The cereal didn’t take her long, but lapping
up the last of the water was far more difficult.
“About time,” Phillip muttered
angrily. He carefully slid the tub out
from between her legs. “You can get up
now,” he told her.
Marian mooed one more time, then
rolled over onto her side. She thought
about speaking, but there was nothing she wanted to say to him… especially not
to tell him thanks for finally letting her up.
She got to her knees and finally to her feet.
“Pick that damn smelly diaper up
and get rid of it before you take your shower!” Phillip ordered.
Marian turned around and leveled
a nasty look at him. “I’m a stupid cow,
remember? Cows don’t pick up poop. Farmers do.
So I would guess that’s your job.”
With that, she turned and headed for the bathroom and a much needed
shower… maybe followed by a good long bath.
She didn’t care if they were late for work or not!
Vivian waltzed into the office
feeling totally resplendent in her latest outfit. Her black and yellow pattered scarf over top
of her pure white silky top, her dark yellow pattered skirt, and of course the
pumps she was wearing on her feet with accents of yellow, all of it was set off
perfectly by her plum lipstick. She felt
totally resplendent. A ray of sunshine
for everyone to appreciate…and envy.
“Good morning ladies,” she called out as she headed for her desk, very
aware of every eye being on her… and of course, the jealousy they all had to
feel.
Before she sat, she took a good
look at Phillip. He didn’t look as good
today as he usually did. And it wasn’t
just the scowl on his face. His hair
didn’t look very good at all. Yes, there
was a bow in place on it, but it almost looked like the stupid cow never
bothered to fix his hair at all.
She looked at Marian now and
noticed the expression on her face. Was
that fear, or just envy because of how good she looked? But like Phillip, Marian didn’t look very
good either. In fact, she looked almost…
awful! The cow hadn’t bothered to do her
makeup properly, and her hair was far from perfect as well. She couldn’t tell much about the clothes
Marian was wearing because she was sitting behind her desk, but from everything
Vivian was seeing in Marian, she decided that the woman simply looked…
defeated. And that was nothing but a
total delight to Vivian. Obviously, the
stupid cow was now realizing exactly what she was! While the sight of Marian delighted her, she
was still bothered by the way Sissy Phyllis looked. Why wasn’t his hair fixed properly? That was the stupid cow’s responsibility! If she hadn’t bothered to do a good job just
because she finally realized what a cow she was, then Marian had another thing
coming! She would definitely have to
look into things later!
The expression of irritation on
Marian’s face never changed a she looked at Vivian. She still hated Vivian way too much, but
Marian did notice all the yellow that now made up Vivian’s wardrobe… along with
the plum lipstick. She wasn’t sure if
she should be amazed or not that her new fireplace DVD was working on Vivian
already. So why didn’t she realize what
Vivian was doing sooner and put some different commands into that DVD? Too late now.
But she couldn’t wait until next week.
Unfortunately, once those new commands did start to register in Vivian’s
brain, it was still going to take some time for things to wear off. Well, she was hoping they would wear
off. Since Vivian had been all too
cautious to keep re-hypnotizing them every few days, along with using that
checklist she followed that was a little bit too complete, Marian had no doubt
that it would all combine to make things very difficult for her to break out of
it all. And it would be yet another week
before she could put the new DVD into place.
But even though she knew that it was going to take a while yet before it
would happen, she was certain that her freedom would eventually come. She could almost see it in the future. Unfortunately, she still had to wait for
things to get to that point.
And what about Phillip? With a quick mental effort, she forced those
thoughts right out of her head.
Before Heather even reached the
office, she was praying that Phillip would be back to his old self again and
not looking like such a… sissy. It was positively
abominable what he was being made to do – out in public no less! After seeing that Vivian had hypnotized both
him and Marian, she didn’t lay any claim on Phillip’s statement that he wanted
Marian to make him dress that way. She
knew for a fact that Vivian was behind it all.
The only thing that kept her from going to the authorities was the
FBI. They were watching them all
closely. And no doubt, the three of them
demanded close scrutiny. But how much
longer was it going to last? When was
the FBI going to come in and put a stop to it?
Just before walking through the office door, she prayed again that
Phillip would be back to normal and that it would all be over.
No such luck! She shook her head in disappointment as she
spotted the bow in Phillip’s hair. She
noticed right away though that Phillip didn’t look as… good… today. There was something… off about him. The big splash of yellow as she headed for
her desk caught her eye and ripped her thoughts away from Phillip to
Vivian. Her eyes went wide at Vivian’s
outfit… what she could see of it. The
yellow certainly wasn’t bad at all. She
actually loved the scarf and Vivian’s blouse, but the plum colored lipstick with
it? What was up with Vivian lately? And the woman was positively beaming back at
her with such a broad smile on her face.
“Good morning Vivian,” she said as she continued on to her desk.
But now her eyes caught sight of
Marian… and Marian didn’t look very good either. Was she sick?
That was her first impression.
Before heading to her own desk, she stopped by Marian’s desk first. “Are you feeling okay?” she asked, full of
concern. “You don’t look so good today.”
Marian was bothered by the
question. So what if she didn’t look as
good today. And she really had no good
answer she could tell Heather. “Don’t
worry about it,” she said rather dully.
“I’m fine.”
But Heather got the impression
that things were anything but fine as she went to her desk to sit down. Phillip, Vivian, and Heather. What was up
today with all of them? Was the FBI
finally on their case? Is that what was
bothering them… well, Phillip and Marian maybe, she wasn’t sure what the heck
was going on with Vivian and that purple lipstick. She did like that scarf though. She wondered where Vivian had bought it.
Marian turned back to her
computer. At least her movement didn’t
cause any bell ringing. She had been
ever so glad to be rid of that thing when Phillip had finally removed it just
before they got out of the car. The
constant clanging every time she made the least little motion had grated on her
nerves more than she thought. But
knowing that the bell would go right back on again after work only depressed
her. It seemed like every single day she
was becoming more and more the stupid cow that Vivian kept telling her she
was. And she had no way to fight it…
yet. And to make matters worse, now even
Phillip was calling her a stupid cow.
And worse yet, he was treating her like one. It was so depressing. Maybe they were right. Maybe that’s all she really was. Just a stupid ugly cow.
It was those thoughts and that
depression that had caused her to not bother finishing her makeup that
morning. She had started, and then
couldn’t find a reason to finish it. And
the same with her hair – she had barely run a brush through it before she gave
up. Why should she bother? She was nothing but a stupid ugly cow
anyway. What did it matter? And when Phillip came to her to fix his hair
for him, she had simply stuck one of his bows into the top of it and that was
it. She didn’t even bother trying to
match the bow to anything he was wearing.
What would be the point?
Nobody cared about her. Nobody!
Not even Phillip cared the least bit anymore. And that was despite how she had wanted to
help him before. But she couldn’t see
any reason to help him now. As far as
she was concerned, he didn’t deserve it.
He was nothing but a mean, cruel, jerk!
He deserved the punishment that Vivian was dishing out to him. She never thought that before, but after
seeing the way he really was this past weekend, she fully agreed with Vivian
now, the jerk deserved it! And maybe
more!
Just before Marian got up to
make the coffee for the first break period, she got an email from Phillip
demanding that she grab a bottle of water while she was making the coffee and
then make sure she finished it before both break periods were over… at which
time she needed to get another bottle of water to carry back to her desk. Damn Phillip!
But she knew that Vivian had demanded that she drink a lot of water now
to help her body make more milk. She
guessed that Phillip was only doing his job, but it still irked her. And since Vivian had demanded it, and since
Phillip was her farmer and had ordered it, Marian had little choice in the
matter. What she drank and when she
drank it didn’t seem to be something she had any control over anymore.
She got up from her desk a few
minutes earlier than usual and headed down to the elevators for a good mooing
session before going back to make the coffee.
Hopefully, she wouldn’t have to moo again until after the breaks were
all over with. She found herself taking
small sips of water for the rest of the morning as she worked.
“What’s up with Marian today?”
Courtney asked during the first break period.
“She looks awful!”
“I asked her when I came in
today if she was feeling okay,” Heather replied, “but she told me she was
fine.”
Vivian was suddenly all ears,
but she remained quiet to the conversation and just listened.
“Phillip doesn’t look as good
either,” Brittany noted.
“You’re right,” Ashley
agreed. “Both of them look like there’s
something major wrong with them.”
Vivian wanted so badly to tell
them that the only thing wrong with Marian was that she was a stupid cow who
couldn’t look good if she tried, but she held her tongue as a bit of worry
started to grow in her.
“I just can’t believe that
Marian is still making Phillip dress so crazily,” Courtney said.
“I couldn’t agree more!” Heather
replied. It was all she could do though
to not say anything else about the situation – especially with Vivian sitting
at the break table with them.
“I don’t know,” Vivian spoke
up. “I’m kind of enjoying seeing Phillip
get just what he deserves!”
“Nobody deserves what she’s
making him do!” Ashley stated. “And I
don’t care that Phillip asked her to make him dress like that. It’s not right!”
“I couldn’t agree more!”
Brittany added.
“I think he deserves it!” Vivian
replied.
Heather sat and silently
fumed. How much longer was the FBI going
to let things go on before they did something about it? It wasn’t right!
Vivian got no replies to her
comments from the other women. Instead,
all she got were disapproving stares.
Let them all think what they wanted.
As far as she was concerned, Sissy Phyllis was getter everything he
deserved. Besides, she was having the
time of her life with him… and that stupid cow Marian. But at the same time, she was more convinced
that she had better have a little talk with those two later. She couldn’t have everyone thinking that something
was so wrong with them… other than how stupid they both looked.
When she got back to her desk,
Vivian had planned on going back to searching for more sales that might have
been announced, but instead her mind kept replaying the conversation in the
break room. As much as she wanted to see
stupid Marian get fired, she was surprised to find that she wasn’t ready for
Marian to be fired yet. She was enjoying
Marian’s discomfort all too much. But
today was the first time that Marian had finally shown any signs of
defeat. She was finally showing her true
nature to everyone. She was finally
showing just what she was – an ugly, stupid cow! The damn woman!
Her problem though was all the
other women in the office. They all
thought there was something wrong with Marian today… well, there certainly was
– she was as stupid cow. But that little
bit aside, she realized that she couldn’t have Marian acting too far gone. And Sissy Phyllis too for that matter. The others didn’t like seeing Phillip all
dolled up like a silly sissy. They all
thought it should end. But ending Sissy
Phyllis’s sissyness was about the last thing that Vivian ever intended to do. No way!
She finally decided that the
main problem today was not so much the other women, as it was with Sissy
Phyllis and the stupid cow. They both
looked like hell. Phyllis’s hair hadn’t
been done properly and Marian hadn’t bothered to do her makeup right… or do her
own hair for that matter. She was going
to have to fix things so that they both looked a bit more… proper? She wasn’t sure if that was the right term,
but it was the closest thing she could think of, because she had no intention
of either of them ever looking “proper” again!
With that thought on her mind,
she spent a major part of the day trying to figure out how she wanted to handle
the problem.
