>>2258139If you want to know what ideas I've been thinking about but don't want to start really working on until I finish another (definitely not /e/-appropriate) story:
A prim and proper girl who always dresses very modest goes to see her boyfriend's buddy's indie band at a local nightclub, and gets talked into wearing a tight minidress, partly in an attempt to be less judgmental toward her much less modest younger sister, or at least to justify her judgmentalism with some first-hand experience. However, the tight dress gives her a very obvious VPL, and since she doesn't own any thongs, she decides at the last minute that she has no choice but to go commando. The opening act for the band turns out to be a hypnotist, and our girl thinks hypnotism is just a big sham, or at best taking advantage of "the weak-minded", and loudly declares that the first hypnotized subject is clearly a plant. When the hypnotist asks for another subject from the audience, she's easily convinced to volunteer and show everyone what a fraud it is, only then remembering the dress she's wearing, and even worse, the panties she isn't wearing. Despite her discomfort it's too late to back out, so she just has to get up on stage and try to be extra careful. Distracted like that, she's immediately hypnotized and convinced that she's at home all alone and exercising to her favorite aerobics video. She starts stretching and her hemline slowly rises, to the audience's amusement and appreciation, and when her boyfriend suddenly remembers how the workout routine goes he realizes what's about to happen and tries to interrupt, but it's too late. She does the splits and her dress goes all the way up and everybody sees her pussy. Once the crowd calms down enough the boyfriend demands that the hypnotist stop the show, and the girl wakes up and squeals in horror and has to be put back to sleep again.
