Jennifer Connelly brushed her long dark hair as she entered
the small reception room. She was of moderate height, with dark
slacks and a lavender sweater. Her tan coat was hung over one arm
as she headed to the secretary’s window. “Jennifer Connelly,” she
said. “I’m here to see Doctor Phillips.”
“Okay, have a seat, he should be ready soon,” the
receptionist said. Jennifer walked over to the padded seats and
sat down. She hoped this wasn’t going to take too long. She was
due to start shooting another film, an erotic thriller with a
good script and her in a role that bordered between femme fatale
and victim. However, there had been a problem. After she was
signed onto the film, she was notified that the script called for
a love scene with another woman. She objected to it. It wasn’t
the nudity, she’d taken her clothes off on film before, but she
had the feeling that the scene wasn’t really necessary and
inserted just to peak audience interest. She was having her agent
talk to the producers about removing it, threatening that
Jennifer would pull out if they didn’t.
In the meantime, Jennifer was here because of more studio
bungling. During a routine physical paid for by the studio, the
doctor had reported her vision poor. Jennifer couldn’t see any
problems with her eyesight, but she was told to go for a follow-
up anyway to meet standards. So, she was wasting another
perfectly good afternoon sitting in this office.
“Ms. Connelly, Dr. Davies will see you now.” Collecting her
purse, Jennifer stood up and walked down a short hallway until
she came to an examining room. It was surprisingly large with a
long table and a wallpaper design that somehow filled the room
with a reassurance, an aid for the more nervous patient. Standing
in the middle of the room, gazing at a chart was Dr. Linda
Davies. She was a tall, statuesque woman with long blond hair
cascading past her shoulders. She wore a white coat over a one-
piece red outfit that left a lot to see in the leg department.
She turned her attractive face towards Jennifer and smiled. “Ms.
Connelly, nice to meet you.”
“Call me Jennifer,” Jennifer said as she shook hands. “I’m
hoping this won’t take too long.”
“Yes, I do have to apologize. My appointments take a while
sometimes. Have a seat.” Jennifer sat down on the table. For the
next few minutes, Linda talked to her about her previous
examination and her basic health. She then shined a light into
Jennifer’s eyes and had her read a wall chart. Jennifer was
beginning to like Linda. She was kind, outgoing, courteous and
she didn’t bother Jennifer about details of her life on and off
screen. She was a welcome break from most of the people she met.
“Well, I think we’ve got almost everything covered,” Linda
said. “I have to tell you, I think the previous doctor made a
mistake with this. I can’t find anything wrong with your
eyesight.”
“Thanks, I tried to argue my way out of this, but they
insisted.”
“Well, I sympathize. These studio doctors are woefully
undertrained.” She marked off an item on her chart, then focused
on Jennifer. “I have one more test left to perform. It’s a unique
one, one that I perfected myself. This should definitely tell
whether or not you’re ready to shoot your next film. Lie down
please.”
Jennifer obediently lay down on the table. It was
surprisingly comfortable, feeling more like a reclining chair
than a table. The soft cushions seemed to welcome her and she had
no problem feeling relaxed. Linda walked to the wall and flipped
a switch. The lights in the room dimmed to candlelight
brightness. “The change in lighting helps,” Linda said. She
walked over and sat on a stool next to the table. “Ready?” After
Jennifer nodded, Linda reached into her coat and took out a small
diamond attached to a chain. She lifted it up so it was just
above Jennifer’s eyeline, just enough so Jennifer had to look up
to see it. “Just take a deep breath and look at the diamond,
Jennifer,” Linda said in a quiet tone. “Just relax and look at
it. Clear your mind of all free thoughts and focus entirely on
the diamond. Give it your complete attention. Watch it. Just look
at it and nothing else.”
Jennifer’s eyes gazed at the diamond and seemed to take on a
deeper shade of blue. This was due to a beam of soft light that
illuminated the center of the diamond, which was the shape and
color of a blue tear. The light came from a single beam set in
the ceiling, reflecting through the diamond and into Jennifer’s
eyes. “Just keep staring at the diamond, Jennifer,” Linda
continued in her soothing tone. “Just keep staring right at it.
Focus on it. Let your eyes stay on the diamond and nothing else.
Keep staring at the diamond and take long, deep breaths. With
every breath, you can feel yours worries drift away. Your
concerns are drifting away. Your thoughts are drifting away. Just
let your mind clear, Jennifer. Let all outside thoughts drift
away into nothingness. Let your mind be filled with nothing but
the diamond and my voice. The diamond and my voice. That and
nothing else.”
Jennifer’s face was in total contentment as she gazed at the
tear inside the diamond, her eyes half-closed as the blue beam
covered her face. “As you stare at the diamond, Jennifer, you
notice your eyelids feel heavy. Very heavy and very tired. They
soooo very heavy. So heavy and you feel so tired now. All you
want to do is close your eyes. They are so heavy and are closing
already. The heavier they feel, the more tired you are and you
feel yourself drifting towards a wonderful, wonderful sleep. So
tired, you feel so tired, Jennifer. Your eyes feel so heavy and
so tired, just close them and let yourself sleep. That’s it,
sleep. Just take a nice, long, relaxing sleep.” Jennifer blinked
twice before her eyes closed. Lowering the diamond, Linda
continued to speak in a nice, slow voice.
Linda was not an eye doctor. She was a hypnotist, a good
one. Outside of her usual practice, she took on special jobs. The
physical Jennifer had received had been altered to indicate bad
eyesight, a ploy to send Jennifer to Linda. Linda was getting a
substantial fee from the studio to change Jennifer’s mind about
the love scenes. The studio head who came up with the idea
thought Linda would just hypnotize Jennifer and tell her to do
the scenes. Linda, however, had a different way to persuade
Jennifer to cooperate.
Linda finally stopped speaking and stood out of her chair,
satisfied that Jennifer was in the deepened state of trance she
wanted. “Jennifer, listen to me very carefully,” Linda said, her
voice taking on a commanding tone. “I want to examine you. I am a
doctor and I have to examine you. I’m going to ask you to take
off your clothes. It’s all right, I’m a woman and I’m a doctor.
It’s fine. You need to take your clothes off so I can examine
you. Do you understand?”
“..Yes,” Jennifer whispered.
“Good. Now, Jennifer, as you disrobe, you’ll feel yourself
growing excited. It’s a small, wonderful excitement, an erotic
feeling covering your entire body. As you disrobe, you feel more
aroused, more horny. When you’re finally totally naked, you’ll
feel so very good and so very horny. And you feel even more horny
if you think of making love to a woman. You want to think of
yourself with a woman and you want to feel a woman touching you,
loving you, feeling you. By the time you’re naked, you will want
so much to make love to a woman. To me. Now, disrobe.”
As Jennifer slowly pulled off her sweater, Linda took a step
back and slipped off her coat. She kicked off her shoes and
pulled off her outfit. She was topless, her pert breasts
tingling. She wore no panties but red garters and silk stockings.
She could see her suggestions taking hold as Jennifer slipped off
her panties and lay on the couch, trembling. Linda took in her
smooth legs, sunken belly, thin hips and large breasts. Linda
moved onto the table, lying right on top of the hypnotized
actress and kissed her.
Her suggestions had taken hold as Jennifer responded with a
passion. They embraced, their breasts shoving together as they
wrapped their tongues together. Linda let her hand run down
Jennifer’s body, briefly squeezing one breast before coming down
to the dark patch between Jennifer’s legs. She slowly inserted
her index finger into Jennifer’s pussy and began moving it
around. Jennifer moaned as Linda broke off the kiss and moved
down her body, burying her head in between Jennifer’s sizable
breasts, landing kisses on her nipples. She suckled one nipple as
she continued to drive her fingers deeper into Jennifer. Jennifer
moaned, her entranced mind in ecstasy as she felt unbelievable
pleasure from her two most sensitive features. Linda almost bit
down on Jennifer’s nipple when she felt the body under her tense
and felt liquid splash onto her hand. She withdrew her hand
massaged Jennifer’s other breast with it, her hands slipping
along the mound.
Linda kissed Jennifer again and felt even more passion
answer her. She moved up and straddled Jennifer’s face. “Lick me,
Jennifer,” she commanded. “You want to do it. You need to it.
Lick at my pussy.” Jennifer obeyed. Her tongue went to work,
diving into Linda’s blond tuft. Linda sat back, her asscheeks
placed on Jennifer’s breasts. Jennifer’s hands moved up Linda’s
body, massaging up and down between her breasts and her hips,
which rivaled each other in smooth shape. Her tongue jabbed in
and out of Linda as strived to give the doctor the same pleasure
she had felt. Linda slowly rocked on Jennifer’s tits, feeling
Jennifer’s nails raking her own breasts as the actress ate her
out. Linda sat up as she orgasmed, her cum spilling onto
Jennifer’s face and streaking her long black hair.
Linda quickly got a rag and cleaned herself and Jennifer.
She had Jennifer get dressed and sit up on the table. Redressing
herself, Linda turned the lights back on full and turned her
attention to Jennifer. “Jennifer, when I snap my fingers, you
will wake up. You won’t remember anything that has occurred here.
You will not remember what has taken place. However, you will
begin to feel an attraction to women, attractive women. This will
lead you to agree to do the love scenes in your film. You will
want to do them. You will want to make love to a woman, on film
and off. Remember that, but nothing else.” With that, Linda
snapped her fingers.
Jennifer’s eyes snapped open and she looked at Linda. “So,
is it done?”
Nodding, Linda led Jennifer out of the examining room and
into the outer office. “Yes, it is. I think this will satisfy the
studio. As far as I’m concerned, your sight’s 20/20. I hope to
see you on screen soon.”
“Thanks a lot,” Jennifer said, smiling. “Say, can I use your
phone? I need to tell my agent to forget something.”
“Be my guest,” Linda said. She smiled as she watched
Jennifer walk away and took a deep breath of satisfaction. One
thing about this town, a woman in her unique position never
lacked work.
