“Hi! Welcome to the Hypno-Booth!” Lilly says, her fizzy red hair spilling down from her top hat. She adjusts the lapels of her ringleader’s jacket and eyes the stuffy woman wearing horned-rimmed glasses and a conservative business suit. “Want anything particular or just take a random spin on the spiral disc?”

“Actually, the name is Nadia, and I’m here from the regional mind controller’s guild. This is a surprise inspection to make sure this little hypno-booth of yours is up to code.”

The lady says, glancing disapprovingly around the small tent and the garish, spiral bearing wheel behind Lizzy’s desk.

“Of course! Of course!” Lizzy says, “we’re all above board here! Feel free to take all the notes your want!”

The woman sniffs a makes a note on her clipboard.

“Is that outfit properly registered with the board of clichés?” She asks, glancing at Lizzy’s tight, boob-flaunting corset and fishnet stockings.

“Uh, well yes! I mean, I put in the paperwork,” she says.

Nadia sighs and makes another note. Suddenly, the flap of the tent opens, and a hulking man struts in leading a woman in a pink dress.

“C’mon, babe! This will be a laugh!” he says.

“What can I do for you fine people?” Lizzy says stepping forward.

“My wife and I want to get a little freaky around the house,” the man says before his wife can speak. “Could you hypnotize her to get horny every time I spank her ass?”

Lizzy turns to the woman who’s looking off to the side with a frown.

“Is that what you want too, my dear?” asks Lizzy.

“Eh, whatever. As long as it gets him off my case.” She says with a shrug.

Lizzy raises her eyebrows and shrugs. “Okie-dokie! Why don’t you look right here, honey?”

The booth owner flips a switch and the spiral wheel begins to turn, throwing out neon flashing lights.

“Watch the spiral spin round and around…round and round…such a pretty, flashy spiral that just sucks you in…just let yourself fall into the center…round and round…”

The woman in pink lets her eyes fall into the center of the twirling spiral, her shoulders slumping and mouth hanging open. Lizzy stalks over the woman’s side.

“round and round…round and round…spinning round and round and round and deep down now…dropping down, down, down!”

She brushes her hand over the woman’s eyes as her head falls to her chest, her mind lost in trance.

“Oh yeah! Now tell her she has to be my slave!” the man giggles excitedly.

“Actually, let’s have you join her deep, deep, down, down, down…sleep now!”

Lizzy drops the man with a wave of her hand over his eyes. His head drops obediently to his chest, swaying slightly on his feet. Lizzy left him and turned back to the woman.

“You must listen to my voice and obey…whenever your husband smacks your ass, you will feel a rush of arousal…you like feeling aroused…it makes you feel dominant…you will have a strong urge to lead your husband around by his dick, making him do whatever you want him to do…do you understand?”

“Yes…” the woman mumbles sleepily. Lizzy turns back to the man.

“And you…whenever you smack your wife’s ass, you’re going to feel your brain get a few IQ points dumber. You’ll be too stupid and horny to even think about disobeying your wife…feeling meek and submissive whenever you smack your wife’s ass…is that clear?”

“Yes…” the man says softly.

“Good. Now waking up at the count of three, ready to follow your programming in 1…2…3 and wake!”

The couple’s head snapped up, their eyes blinking in the dim light. The man looks confused, but immediately hones in on his wife’s plump butt. He raises his hand high.

“Alright! Let’s give this a try!” he says.

His hand swats his wife’s butt with a loud slap. The woman gasps, a horny smile appearing on her face while some of the light leaves the man’s eyes.

“Mmm!” The woman moans, hooking her fingers into the man’s waistband. “Come with me, stud! I want to check out a few things from the vintage store down the street I want to try on. You have your credit card, right?”

“uhh…yes, dear,” the man says, a blank smile on his face. She leads him out by his pants.

“See?” Lizzy says to Nadine. “Happy, satisfied customers!”

Nadine huffs and makes another note in her clipboard. “Happy maybe, but hardly to regulation.”

“What? That jerk got what was coming to him!”

“Be that as it may, there are regulations for operating a urban hypno-booth, and one of those regulations is one subject at a time! I hope you know this will be going in my report.”

“Well, I still think I did that woman a favor,” Lizzy mutters.

Before Nadine can respond, a shy-looking woman with a neat braid comes in.

“Hello! Welcome to the happy hypno booth! How can I entrance you today?” Lizzy greets her.

“Oh…well…I’m not looking for anything special. Just something to take my mind away for a bit.”

“Well, I could give you a random spin on the wheel-a-trance. Fix you up with a surprise bimbo personality? Amnesia trigger? Urge to go and clean your neighbor’s lawn?”

“uhh…okay, I’ll try a rando!” She says with a nervous grin.

“No problem! Then why don’t you just focus right here as I give my little wheel a good SPIN!”

Lizzy throws the wheels into motion, letting the flipper click and clack as the spiral in the center swirls, pulling the woman’s gaze.

“Round and round the spiral goes, where it stops, nobody knows!.. Letting your mind spin round and round…when it stops, you’ll drop down!”

The woman watches her eyes getting heavier and heavier as the wheel spins slower…and slower…and stops. Her head drops to her chest, her mind out like a light.

“Ah! Chicken trance! That’s a fun one! Just feel your mind shrinking down, your thoughts getting smaller and simpler…just like a little bird brain. Just happy to strut around, flapping your wings and clucking like a chicken…no words…just bwak, bwak, bwak…and wake!”

The girls head snapped up, her eyes darting around the room, twisting sideways with every glance.

“How do you feel, dearie?” Lizzy asked.

“Bwak-bwak…Ba-KAWK!!” the woman answered, her hands jumping into her armpits and her chest thrust out like a proud rooster. She jutted her head out, her weight sinking down into her haunches. “Ba-KAWK! Ba-KAWK!!”

“There we go! You just enjoy yourself for the next hour or so. Not a care in that tiny bird brain of yours…” Lizzy showed the woman to the exit, her feet scratching at the ground. Lizzy picked up a small, dangly keychain with a rubber spiral and slipped it into the girl’s pocket.

“Just remember when you wake up that you got tranced at Lizzy’s Happy Hypno Booth. Tell your friends!”

“Ba-kawk, ba-kawk! Bwak, bwak, bwak…” the woman answered as she strutted out of the booth.

Lizzy turned back to the inspector. “She was a cute one! Too bad the wheel didn’t turn up on ‘stripper’.”

Nadine shook her head, scribbling another note in her clipboard.

“Well, this is going to cost you. Oh yes, this will cost you a lot!” she fumed.

“What? Why? I did everything by the book! She’ll snap out of it in an hour!”

“Yes, but with the suggestion to promote your business to her friends! Using hypnotized clients as marketing strategies is a Tier 3 offense. I’d start planning out another career if I were you, because once my report goes in, you can expect your license to be revoked by the end of the week!”

Lizzy pressed her lips together, forcing out a tense sigh. She reached behind her desk a brought out a spritzer bottle full of liquid.

“Well, I suppose I could always go back to selling perfume on the street,” she said stepping closer to the inspector. “By the way, did I offer you a sample of my special blend?”

Nadine shot her an incredulous look.

“And now I’m adding bribery to the list! You’re just making things worse for yourself!”

POOF!

A blast of heady perfume hit Nadine square in the face. She reeled back, coughing and then suddenly stood still as her eyes crossed, her clipboard falling to the floor with a clatter.

Al sat back in his office, reviewing the recent MCG regulation updates, when his door opened.

“Ah, Nadine!” He said, glancing up, noticing that the usually stuck-up bureaucrat was prancing around in a mini skirt and pig tails. “How did Ms. Lizzy do on the inspection?”

“Oh my GAWD!! She did, like, soooo good! She’s just, like, helping so many people feel all sexy and…uh…like…good and stuff!!” Nadine said, bouncing into her boss’s office, her hard nipples poking through the sheer fabric of her blouse, her bra completely forgotten.

“Is that so?” Al said, “And you didn’t notice any code violations at all?”

“Like..nu-uh!” Nadine giggled. “She showed me all her fun, spinny, spiraly thingies and it just made my head all tingly and funny and stuff! I didn’t see any vi—o…uh…violinsations or nothing!”

Al rested his chin in his hand, sighing in resignation.

“And she didn’t, maybe, give you a spritz of bimbo spray, just out of curiosity?”

“Huh?! No, silly! Naughty Nadine’s always been a bimbo! You’re so silly!”

Al shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. That was the third inspector who lost their brains on the job this week. Who else was he supposed to send.

“Well, just file your report and we’ll see about giving her another extension until we can send another agent.”

“Oh! And the pretty Lizzy lady told me it would be a really, really fun idea if I sucked your cock for the rest of the afternoon. She said to think of it as …uh…down payment for her license thingy.”

Al shrugged and undid his fly. After all, collecting the occasional kickback was a perk of the job!