Well, for anyone who might read this, my name is N and my friend and personal hypnotist, D, wants me to keep a journal for the next four Saturdays. Don't blame me if you end up bored: she gets a lot of dumb ideas like this reading the forums. You won't find anything erotic in this journal, so don't get your hopes up. To sum up, every Saturday D uses hypnosis to help me experience stories as she reads them. Sometimes I choose the story, sometimes she chooses. It's a neat little trick, and I told her she could use me as a hypnosis practice dummy in return. The first thing she insisted on was getting me to wear girls clothes. Okay, she's a little weird and a bit into that kind of thing. Long story short, I didn't want to and D came up with a clever way to make me wear her clothes every Saturday and get around what she called my "resistance". D can be pretty smart sometimes. She came up with a hypnotic trigger that would make me itch badly if I didn't put her clothes on. Since she won the bet, I have to wear one of her outfits every Saturday until December. Sucks for me. Whatever. She seems to be amused by it, even though I find it kind of a boring use for hypnosis. And D insists I tell you what I'm wearing each week. I've got on a brown skirt and a blouse that I almost tore trying to get my arms in, one of those hair things that they put the bunny ears on, without the ears, some panty hose and silk underwear, and a pair of high-heel sandals that are about the only shoes that fit me. It all looks great with my sexy, hairy arms. So, here is what we did today. I came over and got changed while D was cleaning up her living room. She put me under with the trigger and read a new chapter from our current book, awakening me around seven. We ate some pizza, and when we were done she triggered me to clean up the mess. If I was a hypnotist, I would abuse that trigger left and right. Having someone who will clean up without complaining would be really useful to a slob like myself. When I was finished, D said the trance trigger and put me under. I usually don't remember what she is saying until some time after I've been hypnotized, so I had no idea what she was planning today. It turned out to be entertaining, at least. I spent the whole night wondering what was going on. The familiar feeling that something was happening that I was party to crept over me. At some point, she must have said some word that made me remember everything, because I looked at the coffee table and saw about ten full glasses of water. I also remembered that she kept saying she was thirsty. I heard her say it at the time, but I wasn't aware of actually getting her a drink. That wasn't all tonight. After that revelation, she turned on the TV and pulled one of her tricks I really hate. D also has a trigger that prevents me from moving, and once in a while when she's out of ideas she'll use the trigger while I'm looking at the screen and then turn on whatever she thinks I wouldn't like. I had to sit and watch some fat woman cooking while D went to the kitchen for something. She stood next to the TV and drank slowly from a glass while just smiling at me. She laughed and waved at me after a few minutes and then left my view again. I was actually having more fun counting how many times I blinked. When she finally released me, she gave me a glass of iced tea and we talked for a while. Then she put me under with the trigger again. Lately D has been trying to make me forget what she is saying with hypnotic suggestions. Usually, she spends an hour trying to implant new suggestions in me, and she wants to make me forget the suggestions. She is having some success, but I usually remember what she was saying before the next Saturday. It'll work eventually, though. She thinks she's just an amateur, but I think she is a decent hypnotist. D has this thing about doing something to me just before I go home. Last week I realized that I was still wearing her underwear while I was driving home. It's time for me to get changed and leave, so I'll have to wait to find out what's going to happen. That's it for now. Like I said, this probably isn't what you came here hoping for, but not everyone is into the erotic side of hypnosis. See you all next week.