AN "ENTRANCING" PERFORMANCE.
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
bobconstable
Suddenly, she looks up at a mirror hanging up on the back wall of her classroom. The mirror she uses to make sure none of her students cheat during midterm and semester-final exams. And she smiles...wickedly.
"Did you know that when I was an undergraduate student, at university in Germany, I, too, was a Schlagstockwirbeler? What you call 'a baton twirler?' Allow me to demonstrate. "
Whereupon, she positions herself in front of the mirror and begins twirling you, baton and all. Chanting repetitiously as she does so!
"1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8!
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8!
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8!
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8!!"
"Don't talk; just watch. 5-6-7-8!
Don't talk; just watch. 5-6-7-8!
Don't talk; just watch. 5-6-7-8!
Don't just; just watch. 5-6-7-8!"
"Don't talk. Just watch...and grow sleepy.
Don't talk. Just watch...and grow sleepy.
Don't talk. Just watch...and grow sleepy.
Don't talk. Just watch...and grow sleepy."
"Just grow sleepy and close your eyes.
Just grow sleepy and close your eyes.
Just grow sleepy and close your eyes.
Just grow sleepy and close your eyes."
"Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes.
Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes.
Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes.
Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes."
"And...SLEEP!"
Between the monotonous drone of Miss Hilda's voice and the dizzying effects of the centrifugal force produced by her twirling of Sophie's baton, you are helplessly lulled into a state of hyper-suggestibility. And she takes full advantage of it!
"Do you hear me, mein kleiner?"
"Yes--I--hear--you."
"Gut! When I count to three, you will open your eyes. But, you will still be asleep. And you shall remain asleep for the rest of our lives, together! Obeying mein Stimme---my voice---and mein, alone! And saying, 'Yes, mistress,' before carrying out every order I give you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, mistress."
"Gut! Then, one--two--three. Open your eyes!"
Whereupon, she gently unwinds you from around the baton. Following which, when you have sufficiently reshaped yourself, she orders you to...
"Did you know that when I was an undergraduate student, at university in Germany, I, too, was a Schlagstockwirbeler? What you call 'a baton twirler?' Allow me to demonstrate. "
Whereupon, she positions herself in front of the mirror and begins twirling you, baton and all. Chanting repetitiously as she does so!
"1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8!
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8!
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8!
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8!!"
"Don't talk; just watch. 5-6-7-8!
Don't talk; just watch. 5-6-7-8!
Don't talk; just watch. 5-6-7-8!
Don't just; just watch. 5-6-7-8!"
"Don't talk. Just watch...and grow sleepy.
Don't talk. Just watch...and grow sleepy.
Don't talk. Just watch...and grow sleepy.
Don't talk. Just watch...and grow sleepy."
"Just grow sleepy and close your eyes.
Just grow sleepy and close your eyes.
Just grow sleepy and close your eyes.
Just grow sleepy and close your eyes."
"Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes.
Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes.
Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes.
Just close your eyes. Just close your eyes."
"And...SLEEP!"
Between the monotonous drone of Miss Hilda's voice and the dizzying effects of the centrifugal force produced by her twirling of Sophie's baton, you are helplessly lulled into a state of hyper-suggestibility. And she takes full advantage of it!
"Do you hear me, mein kleiner?"
"Yes--I--hear--you."
"Gut! When I count to three, you will open your eyes. But, you will still be asleep. And you shall remain asleep for the rest of our lives, together! Obeying mein Stimme---my voice---and mein, alone! And saying, 'Yes, mistress,' before carrying out every order I give you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, mistress."
"Gut! Then, one--two--three. Open your eyes!"
Whereupon, she gently unwinds you from around the baton. Following which, when you have sufficiently reshaped yourself, she orders you to...
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