The gloves closed in on the sleeping Panty and made a direct move for her head. Each made a fist before extending their index fingers like a pair of finger guns, and slipped the tips into Panty's ears.
"Bwah?!"
Panty gaped as her eyes shot open. "What's...wha-whaaazzzaaaaa?" Her speech distorted as the fingers pumped in and out of her ears, magically poking deep within her head and tweaking her brain. With each poke, her eyes became colored swirls that spiraled like some form of cartoon hypnosis.
As the gloves finished their work, they pulled out and ducked out of Panty's sight. The blonde, now wide awake, returned to her senses. "Uh...wow. What a dream..." She pulled herself out of bed.
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Peeking into the room from outside, Stocking stifled her laughter. That's it...just turn and... She watched as Panty faced a nearby mirror. Yes!
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As Panty saw her reflection, she felt a blissful, lightheaded emptiness and giggled. She posed with one hand to her hips and another at the back of her head. "So...pretty..."
After a few seconds, Panty shifted her pose. One foot forward, arched and standing on her toes as she thrust her small tits forward. She changed her pose again, this time with legs spread and both hands holding the lips of her slit open. And on and on, her poses changed. No matter what, though, she kept her eyes locked on the mirror.
Which is just what Stocking had told the gloves to make her do. Any time Panty looked in a mirror, she would feel a mindless compulsion to pose in a variety of ways. She wouldn't break out of it until something made her break eye-contact with her reflection.
But this was just the start, as the gloves moved in, ready and eager to move on to the main event.
Tue Jun 13 05:50:44 2017