Jennifer Connelly brushed her long dark hair as she entered the small reception room. She was of moderate height, with dark slacks and a lavender sweater. Her tan coat was hung over one arm as she headed to the secretary's window. "Jennifer Connelly," she said. "I'm here to see Doctor Phillips." "Okay, have a seat, he should be ready soon," the receptionist said. Jennifer walked over to the padded seats and sat down. She hoped this wasn't going to take too long. She was due to start shooting another film, an erotic thriller with a good script and her in a role that bordered between femme fatale and victim. However, there had been a problem. After she was signed onto the film, she was notified that the script called for a love scene with another woman. She objected to it. It wasn't the nudity, she'd taken her clothes off on film before, but she had the feeling that the scene wasn't really necessary and inserted just to peak audience interest. She was having her agent talk to the producers about removing it, threatening that Jennifer would pull out if they didn't. In the meantime, Jennifer was here because of more studio bungling. During a routine physical paid for by the studio, the doctor had reported her vision poor. Jennifer couldn't see any problems with her eyesight, but she was told to go for a follow- up anyway to meet standards. So, she was wasting another perfectly good afternoon sitting in this office. "Ms. Connelly, Dr. Davies will see you now." Collecting her purse, Jennifer stood up and walked down a short hallway until she came to an examining room. It was surprisingly large with a long table and a wallpaper design that somehow filled the room with a reassurance, an aid for the more nervous patient. Standing in the middle of the room, gazing at a chart was Dr. Linda Davies. She was a tall, statuesque woman with long blond hair cascading past her shoulders. She wore a white coat over a one- piece red outfit that left a lot to see in the leg department. She turned her attractive face towards Jennifer and smiled. "Ms. Connelly, nice to meet you." "Call me Jennifer," Jennifer said as she shook hands. "I'm hoping this won't take too long." "Yes, I do have to apologize. My appointments take a while sometimes. Have a seat." Jennifer sat down on the table. For the next few minutes, Linda talked to her about her previous examination and her basic health. She then shined a light into Jennifer's eyes and had her read a wall chart. Jennifer was beginning to like Linda. She was kind, outgoing, courteous and she didn't bother Jennifer about details of her life on and off screen. She was a welcome break from most of the people she met. "Well, I think we've got almost everything covered," Linda said. "I have to tell you, I think the previous doctor made a mistake with this. I can't find anything wrong with your eyesight." "Thanks, I tried to argue my way out of this, but they insisted." "Well, I sympathize. These studio doctors are woefully undertrained." She marked off an item on her chart, then focused on Jennifer. "I have one more test left to perform. It's a unique one, one that I perfected myself. This should definitely tell whether or not you're ready to shoot your next film. Lie down please." Jennifer obediently lay down on the table. It was surprisingly comfortable, feeling more like a reclining chair than a table. The soft cushions seemed to welcome her and she had no problem feeling relaxed. Linda walked to the wall and flipped a switch. The lights in the room dimmed to candlelight brightness. "The change in lighting helps," Linda said. She walked over and sat on a stool next to the table. "Ready?" After Jennifer nodded, Linda reached into her coat and took out a small diamond attached to a chain. She lifted it up so it was just above Jennifer's eyeline, just enough so Jennifer had to look up to see it. "Just take a deep breath and look at the diamond, Jennifer," Linda said in a quiet tone. "Just relax and look at it. Clear your mind of all free thoughts and focus entirely on the diamond. Give it your complete attention. Watch it. Just look at it and nothing else." Jennifer's eyes gazed at the diamond and seemed to take on a deeper shade of blue. This was due to a beam of soft light that illuminated the center of the diamond, which was the shape and color of a blue tear. The light came from a single beam set in the ceiling, reflecting through the diamond and into Jennifer's eyes. "Just keep staring at the diamond, Jennifer," Linda continued in her soothing tone. "Just keep staring right at it. Focus on it. Let your eyes stay on the diamond and nothing else. Keep staring at the diamond and take long, deep breaths. With every breath, you can feel yours worries drift away. Your concerns are drifting away. Your thoughts are drifting away. Just let your mind clear, Jennifer. Let all outside thoughts drift away into nothingness. Let your mind be filled with nothing but the diamond and my voice. The diamond and my voice. That and nothing else." Jennifer's face was in total contentment as she gazed at the tear inside the diamond, her eyes half-closed as the blue beam covered her face. "As you stare at the diamond, Jennifer, you notice your eyelids feel heavy. Very heavy and very tired. They soooo very heavy. So heavy and you feel so tired now. All you want to do is close your eyes. They are so heavy and are closing already. The heavier they feel, the more tired you are and you feel yourself drifting towards a wonderful, wonderful sleep. So tired, you feel so tired, Jennifer. Your eyes feel so heavy and so tired, just close them and let yourself sleep. That's it, sleep. Just take a nice, long, relaxing sleep." Jennifer blinked twice before her eyes closed. Lowering the diamond, Linda continued to speak in a nice, slow voice. Linda was not an eye doctor. She was a hypnotist, a good one. Outside of her usual practice, she took on special jobs. The physical Jennifer had received had been altered to indicate bad eyesight, a ploy to send Jennifer to Linda. Linda was getting a substantial fee from the studio to change Jennifer's mind about the love scenes. The studio head who came up with the idea thought Linda would just hypnotize Jennifer and tell her to do the scenes. Linda, however, had a different way to persuade Jennifer to cooperate. Linda finally stopped speaking and stood out of her chair, satisfied that Jennifer was in the deepened state of trance she wanted. "Jennifer, listen to me very carefully," Linda said, her voice taking on a commanding tone. "I want to examine you. I am a doctor and I have to examine you. I'm going to ask you to take off your clothes. It's all right, I'm a woman and I'm a doctor. It's fine. You need to take your clothes off so I can examine you. Do you understand?" "..Yes," Jennifer whispered. "Good. Now, Jennifer, as you disrobe, you'll feel yourself growing excited. It's a small, wonderful excitement, an erotic feeling covering your entire body. As you disrobe, you feel more aroused, more horny. When you're finally totally naked, you'll feel so very good and so very horny. And you feel even more horny if you think of making love to a woman. You want to think of yourself with a woman and you want to feel a woman touching you, loving you, feeling you. By the time you're naked, you will want so much to make love to a woman. To me. Now, disrobe." As Jennifer slowly pulled off her sweater, Linda took a step back and slipped off her coat. She kicked off her shoes and pulled off her outfit. She was topless, her pert breasts tingling. She wore no panties but red garters and silk stockings. She could see her suggestions taking hold as Jennifer slipped off her panties and lay on the couch, trembling. Linda took in her smooth legs, sunken belly, thin hips and large breasts. Linda moved onto the table, lying right on top of the hypnotized actress and kissed her. Her suggestions had taken hold as Jennifer responded with a passion. They embraced, their breasts shoving together as they wrapped their tongues together. Linda let her hand run down Jennifer's body, briefly squeezing one breast before coming down to the dark patch between Jennifer's legs. She slowly inserted her index finger into Jennifer's pussy and began moving it around. Jennifer moaned as Linda broke off the kiss and moved down her body, burying her head in between Jennifer's sizable breasts, landing kisses on her nipples. She suckled one nipple as she continued to drive her fingers deeper into Jennifer. Jennifer moaned, her entranced mind in ecstasy as she felt unbelievable pleasure from her two most sensitive features. Linda almost bit down on Jennifer's nipple when she felt the body under her tense and felt liquid splash onto her hand. She withdrew her hand massaged Jennifer's other breast with it, her hands slipping along the mound. Linda kissed Jennifer again and felt even more passion answer her. She moved up and straddled Jennifer's face. "Lick me, Jennifer," she commanded. "You want to do it. You need to it. Lick at my pussy." Jennifer obeyed. Her tongue went to work, diving into Linda's blond tuft. Linda sat back, her asscheeks placed on Jennifer's breasts. Jennifer's hands moved up Linda's body, massaging up and down between her breasts and her hips, which rivaled each other in smooth shape. Her tongue jabbed in and out of Linda as strived to give the doctor the same pleasure she had felt. Linda slowly rocked on Jennifer's tits, feeling Jennifer's nails raking her own breasts as the actress ate her out. Linda sat up as she orgasmed, her cum spilling onto Jennifer's face and streaking her long black hair. Linda quickly got a rag and cleaned herself and Jennifer. She had Jennifer get dressed and sit up on the table. Redressing herself, Linda turned the lights back on full and turned her attention to Jennifer. "Jennifer, when I snap my fingers, you will wake up. You won't remember anything that has occurred here. You will not remember what has taken place. However, you will begin to feel an attraction to women, attractive women. This will lead you to agree to do the love scenes in your film. You will want to do them. You will want to make love to a woman, on film and off. Remember that, but nothing else." With that, Linda snapped her fingers. Jennifer's eyes snapped open and she looked at Linda. "So, is it done?" Nodding, Linda led Jennifer out of the examining room and into the outer office. "Yes, it is. I think this will satisfy the studio. As far as I'm concerned, your sight's 20/20. I hope to see you on screen soon." "Thanks a lot," Jennifer said, smiling. "Say, can I use your phone? I need to tell my agent to forget something." "Be my guest," Linda said. She smiled as she watched Jennifer walk away and took a deep breath of satisfaction. One thing about this town, a woman in her unique position never lacked work.