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"Hypnosis isn’t real!” Marie had scoffed when you had told her about your second job as a hypnotist. You had been dating for a few months now and eventually the topic of your secondary source of income had come up. Of course you had been completely honest with her about it, and part of you had expected such a reaction.

Hell, you had hoped she would react in exactly that way, as it gave you the perfect chance…

And so you had made a bet with her. Since hypnosis wasn’t real, then she wouldn’t mind being put under for a moment, even have a single trigger put in place just to prove it. If after a week nothing had changed, then you promised her you’d treat her to a meal at her favorite restaurant.

With the promise of free food and safe in the knowledge that she was right, Marie had quickly agreed. And so you had both sat down and within moments you had her under a deep trance, with the perfect suggestion in mind…

To Marie, it felt like only seconds had passed before you snapped your fingers and brought her out of her trance. Blinking away a slight dizziness, she looked at you with confusion on her face. “Did you even do anything?”“Yes I did, and your were such a Good Girl during the whole thing, I’m proud of you,” You had replied, patting her lightly on the head.

She had smiled at that. “You bwetter kweep wor promise!” she said, completely unaware that she had popped her thumb into her mouth and was now sucking on it.

And so, the bet had begun.

All throughout the week, you periodically asked Marie if she felt any different and every time she confidently replied that she felt the same as usual, happily sucking away at the pacifier in her mouth. She just loved her pacifier, it was one of her favorite things in the world, and you made sure to let her know how much of a Good Girl she was, which always made her happy.

When you had bathed her before bed that night, she didn’t notice a single thing out of place. Even when you had pulled out a thick nighttime diaper and changed her into it, she still didn’t feel any different than before.

She felt no different when you replaced all her panties with diapers and changed her into one for the day. Or when she would wet her diaper from time to time and would only notice after you checked her and changed her into a fresh one.

Or when she would happily sit on the living room floor in just her bra and daytime diapers and happily watch cartoons while sucking her pacifier the whole time. To Marie, everything was the same as usual, especially when you would praise her and tell her what a Good Girl she was. Just hearing those words made her heart flutter with joy every time.

And so, one week after she had agreed to your bet, she had loudly proclaimed, “I win!” as you were changing her into a fresh diaper atop her changing table.

“Win what, dear?”

“Don’t act dumb!” she said, lifting her bum up for her so you could slide a clean diaper underneath her. “You tried that silly hypnosis stuff on me last week and nothing’s different! I’m exactly the same as I was a week ago, which means you owe me a meal!”

You smiled as you finished taping her into her diaper, patting the front it and making her giggle. “Huh, I guess you’re right. You’ve been such a Good Girl for me I guess I kind of forgot…”

“That’s wight!” she had mumbled as she’d popped her pacifier back into her mouth and immediately starting sucking on it. “I twold you, hypnosis isn’t weal!”

“I guess you’re right,” you had replied as you’d helped her down from the changing table and gave a quick pat to her diapered rear. “Go pick out your favorite outfit and then we’ll go out to eat, just like a promised, okay?”

“Yay!” she had cheered, happily waddling away to pick out an outfit from her closet.You smiled as you watched her diapered butt wiggle and sway as she left the room. Maybe one day you’d reverse the hypnosis, but for now you were having far to much fun caring for your Good Girl to stop now.

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"Hypnosis isn’t real!” Marie had scoffed when you had told her about your second job as a hypnotist. You had been dating for a few months now and eventually the topic of your secondary source of income had come up. Of course you had been completely honest with her about it, and part of you had expected such a reaction.

Hell, you had hoped she would react in exactly that way, as it gave you the perfect chance…

And so you had made a bet with her. Since hypnosis wasn’t real, then she wouldn’t mind being put under for a moment, even have a single trigger put in place just to prove it. If after a week nothing had changed, then you promised her you’d treat her to a meal at her favorite restaurant.

With the promise of free food and safe in the knowledge that she was right, Marie had quickly agreed. And so you had both sat down and within moments you had her under a deep trance, with the perfect suggestion in mind…

To Marie, it felt like only seconds had passed before you snapped your fingers and brought her out of her trance. Blinking away a slight dizziness, she looked at you with confusion on her face. “Did you even do anything?”“Yes I did, and your were such a Good Girl during the whole thing, I’m proud of you,” You had replied, patting her lightly on the head.

She had smiled at that. “You bwetter kweep wor promise!” she said, completely unaware that she had popped her thumb into her mouth and was now sucking on it.

And so, the bet had begun.

All throughout the week, you periodically asked Marie if she felt any different and every time she confidently replied that she felt the same as usual, happily sucking away at the pacifier in her mouth. She just loved her pacifier, it was one of her favorite things in the world, and you made sure to let her know how much of a Good Girl she was, which always made her happy.

When you had bathed her before bed that night, she didn’t notice a single thing out of place. Even when you had pulled out a thick nighttime diaper and changed her into it, she still didn’t feel any different than before.

She felt no different when you replaced all her panties with diapers and changed her into one for the day. Or when she would wet her diaper from time to time and would only notice after you checked her and changed her into a fresh one.

Or when she would happily sit on the living room floor in just her bra and daytime diapers and happily watch cartoons while sucking her pacifier the whole time. To Marie, everything was the same as usual, especially when you would praise her and tell her what a Good Girl she was. Just hearing those words made her heart flutter with joy every time.

And so, one week after she had agreed to your bet, she had loudly proclaimed, “I win!” as you were changing her into a fresh diaper atop her changing table.

“Win what, dear?”

“Don’t act dumb!” she said, lifting her bum up for her so you could slide a clean diaper underneath her. “You tried that silly hypnosis stuff on me last week and nothing’s different! I’m exactly the same as I was a week ago, which means you owe me a meal!”

You smiled as you finished taping her into her diaper, patting the front it and making her giggle. “Huh, I guess you’re right. You’ve been such a Good Girl for me I guess I kind of forgot…”

“That’s wight!” she had mumbled as she’d popped her pacifier back into her mouth and immediately starting sucking on it. “I twold you, hypnosis isn’t weal!”

“I guess you’re right,” you had replied as you’d helped her down from the changing table and gave a quick pat to her diapered rear. “Go pick out your favorite outfit and then we’ll go out to eat, just like a promised, okay?”

“Yay!” she had cheered, happily waddling away to pick out an outfit from her closet.You smiled as you watched her diapered butt wiggle and sway as she left the room. Maybe one day you’d reverse the hypnosis, but for now you were having far to much fun caring for your Good Girl to stop now.