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HypFant 3: Wedding Rehearsal
by MAW
MC,MF
Starring Mia Sara (Timecop)


     Not to be read by anyone under 18. This story contains
graphic descriptions of sexuality. If this offends you, leave
now. This is fiction. Hypnosis does not work this way. If you
feel like trying this, seek help.
     This story is based on a manufactured image at
www.Privatepages.com. All suggestions/scenarios and comments are
welcomed. Enjoy.


     Greg kept his expression steady as he drove up to the nice
house. It was gray wood, an old house that had been there for
decades. Greg parked his car and paused. He ran a hand through
his blond hair, getting his thoughts together. He wasn't sure why
he was here, but he needed to get this out of his system and
fast. He reached into the pocket of his jacket and pulled out the
white envelope, gazing once more at the invitation within. 
     It still hurt. It had been six years since Sarah had broken
up with him and it still hurt. To lose her to Josh, her former
best friend, was even harder. It had taken a while to get over
it, but Greg was moving on with his life. He was a little
surprised to receive the invitation. Then again, neither of them
really knew his true feelings. 
     He got out of the car and straightened his suit as he walked
up the drive. He didn't see a car around, so maybe he would get
lucky and Sarah wasn't even home. He and Sarah had gone out for
two years and in that time, they'd had a lot of fun. Greg smiled
as he recalled one fun act Sarah wouldn't. He had hypnotized her.
It had been surprisingly easy and she had gone under deep. He'd
had a lot of fun, taking her in trance, then waking her up and
having her do it again. God, those were the days.
     He buzzed the doorbell and patiently waited. After a moment,
the door opened and Sarah stood in the doorway. She was dressed
in her gown, an elegant dress that made her look all the more
beautiful. Her dark hair was piled high in a bun underneath her
veil and he could see her cleavage hidden under the bosom of the
gown. "Greg! Hi! God, it's great to see you. What are you doing
here!"
     Greg put on a brave smile. "Well, tradition says it's bad
luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding. It
doesn't say anything about old boyfriends." He stepped inside and
gave her a hug. She answered it with friendly affection, not much
else. 
     "Well, the wedding's in three days, so I have some time,"
Sarah explained. "I just wanted to throw this on, see how it fit.
I'm sorry, I'm just so nervous."
     "To be expected," Greg said. "I won't stay long, I just want
to talk to you before the wedding." 
     They spent the next several minutes exchanging stories,
catching up on old times and past friends. Greg did his best to
hide his resentment every time Sarah mentioned Josh. From her
description, he was still as arrogant as ever and for some reason
that turned Sarah on to him. Greg politely talked about his life
in Seattle and managed to side-step the issue of girlfriends.
He'd had a few, but none as wonderful as Sarah had been.
     As Sarah blathered on about Josh, Greg's mind flashed back
to that rainy afternoon in college when he'd hypnotized her. She
had done it as a joke, not really expecting it to work. He had
her concentrate on the rain, using his soft voice to lead her
down an induction. She'd gone under very well. He made love to
her in that room and then woke her up. She had no memory of what
had happened, no memory of hypnosis even coming up. Greg had been
a lot happier then.
     "Greg? Are you all right? You looked kind of distracted."
Greg looked at Sarah and a sudden urge came over him. "Sleep,
Sarah, sleep," he said. Sarah seemed confused for an instant,
then her eyes closed and her head dipped forward.
     Greg stared. He could hardly believe it had worked. His old
post-hypnotic trigger was still intact and working fine. He took
Sarah's hand and raised it slightly. "Sarah, you arm is light. So
light. As light as a balloon. You can't keep it down. It's
rising, rising high and fast and you can't stop it." Sarah's hand
floated up, raising high over her head with ease. Greg lightly
ran his hand against her bosom, feeling the fabric covering her
breasts. He knew what he was going to do next.
     "Sarah, your hand is now normal." Sarah's hand dropped to
her lap. Greg took a moment to admire her in her trance before
beginning his instructions. "Sarah, I want you go deep, deep,
even deeper into your trance than you've been before. Very deep,
Sarah. Tell me when you've gone as deep as you can."
     After a few minutes, Sarah whispered, "I'm there."
     "Good, good. Now, Sarah, listen to me very carefully. When I
snap my fingers, you will wake up. You will not remember being
hypnotized. Now, when you wake up and you see me, you will be
seeing Josh. Your husband Josh. It is your wedding night. You and
Josh are now married. You've waited so long for Josh, Sarah. You
want to make love right away. Make love to your husband. Don't
you, Sarah?"
     "Yes.." Sarah whispered. 
     "Good. Now, when you take off the gown, Sarah, be careful.
Hang it up nice and gently where it will be safe. Once you do
that, you can make love to your husband." Nodding, Greg snapped
his fingers. Sarah's eyes blinked open and stared at him. She
grinned. "Thank God, we're finally alone," she said.
     "I know what you mean," Greg answered as they stood up.
Sarah walked up and embraced him. She kissed him and Greg
returned it. God, he'd missed this so much. The feeling of her
lips against his, she was still a damn good kisser. He pulled her
in and ran his hands down his back. He couldn't wait. He had to
have her now.
     He tore off his clothes as they went up the stairs, kissing
all the way. They finally reached her room and the naked Greg
fell on the bed. Sarah smiled and stepped to the closet. She
opened the door and slid inside so Greg couldn't see her. A few
minutes later, amidst the rustling of cloth, she stepped out,
naked. Greg took a moment to admire her. He'd forgotten how
beautiful she was, her dark hair hanging just over her pert
breasts. She lay on the bed and they began to kiss again,
exploring each other's bodies.
     Greg pushed Sarah down into the bed, lying on her. He buried
his head in between her breasts, kissing the smooth mounds. He
massaged them as he slipped his cock into her. He began to pump
her, sliding in and out, juices soon spreading from Sarah's clit.
He groaned as he tried to push as deep as she could. Sarah
withered under him, clutching the covers with one hand. They
kissed passionately as they orgasmed, their cries muffled.
     Greg was still riding the wave of pleasure when Sarah
surprised him by getting on her hands and knees and sticking her
ass at him. "Do it, baby," she said. "Right here." Greg was
amazed even as he inserted his hard cock into her ass. Sarah had
never shown any interest in anals when they were dating.
Apparently, Josh had opened her up to a lot more things. Greg
wasn't complaining though. He kneaded Sarah's cheeks as he shoved
his cock in and out of her pussy. She moaned and thrust back,
driving herself onto his pumping cock. He grinned wildly as he
shot his load into her, loving her scream as he came.
     They collapsed together and Greg soon realized that someone
might be home soon. There was no telling how many friends Sarah
had made plans with. As enjoyable as this had been, he risked
discovery too much. "Sleep, Sarah, sleep." As soon as she was
back under, Greg began to give her instructions. She would not
remember him being here. She tried on the dress, then took a nap.
She would see him at the reception and think it was for the first
time. As she fell into sleep, Greg stood up and began making his
way downstairs, putting his clothes on as he went. 
     On his way out, Greg saw a note by the door. He checked it
and smiled. How nice. If he could get some time off, he might
check in on Josh and Sarah on their honeymoon. Hawaii was great
this time of year.


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