Imagine the Audience Naked

Another quickie I wrote. Softcore mostly, with hints of incest. All participants over the age of 21. As usual in my work, it borders absurdity. Encouraging words and constructive criticism always welcome!

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"Billy, you've got to imagine your audience naked. It's what helped me overcome my stage fright. I swear it works."

Billy's sister, Becky, was trying to calm his nerves. She and her two best friends, Casey and Penny, were hanging out at the siblings' apartment, as usual. Billy had been trying to prepare for a speech for his Economics class. The girls were supposedly trying to help.

"Billy, you can do this. You think I'm joking, but I'm not."

"The last time I got up in front of class, I was sweating bullets, my voice cracked and I didn't even finish. I got a C minus."

"Jesus, it's that bad?" asked Casey.

"It's stupid, but nobody likes me and I get nervous in front of people."

"Aww, come on, you're cool with us," said Penny.

"That's because you've been hanging around my sister ever since we started college. Two years and you're both here practically every night."

"And you love us anyway, right?" laughed Penny, raising her arms in the air, the action lifting her heavy top. She was the flirt of the bunch and always wore blouses that accentuated her curves. She didn't mind flaunting her figure and teasing those around her. She did it often.

"So what? You're a geek," said Becky. "It's college. You'll do fine. Just take my tips. Sure as shit solved the same problem I had. By the way, it was Professor Lilly who taught me the technique."

Miriam Lilly was a well-respected English professor and one of the bright stars at our university. She'd written two books on the subject of American Literature and often traveled, speaking around the world on the subject. To have gotten personal advice about speaking from her was probably worth noting.

"I don't get it. Why should I imagine the audience naked? That will only make me nervous."

"Exactly the opposite, brother. It will calm your nerves. If the audience is naked in your mind, you can do anything. That was the reasoning that got me through it."

"I don't think my imagination is that good, anyway."

Casey and Penny laughed loudly now. "I bet you've imagined us that way!" cried Penny.

"Hey, that's unfair," said Becky. "Leave my bro alone. He may be weird at times, with his obsession over science fiction and cult movies, but he's never been a creep to you. I'd kick his as if he were."

Becky and her brother got along great and they always had each others' backs. On many occasions, Billy had helped his sister and her friends with their class work. Becky was right. He was a bit socially awkward, but Billy was no creep.

"Go ahead, Billy, practice on us," said Casey. "Do your speech. I give you permission to imagine me naked."

Billy had been honest about never harboring inappropriate thoughts. Of course, he certainly wouldn't mind seeing them naked, but he was simply programmed to be respectful to his sister's friends, as he'd been taught growing up. Ever since the two girls became regular visitors, they would sometimes tease him, though he never took any flirting seriously. He knew better. Casey had a boyfriend, and Penny was way out of his league. She did flash her cleavage to him once, and that was quite a sight.

"Aw, come on, I am not going to do that to you. I couldn't even if I wanted to. I told you. I'm afraid I don't have as strong an imagination as my sister."

"Hey," said Casey. "I have an idea."

"What's that?" asked Becky.

"Remember how well Billy responded when he was at that hypnosis show we went to last year?"

Billy certainly remembered. It was the perhaps the only time in his life that he hadn't been shy, and felt completely comfortable in front of people. As he recalled, he had made an ass of himself at that show.

"What about it?" asked Becky.

"Well, we've been learning how hypnosis works in my Advanced Psych class. It's pretty simple, actually. Since we know Billy responds well to it, let me hypnotize him. I'll plant the suggestion that he'll be able to imagine others naked with ease, and he will be more calm and collected when doing so. I mean, why not see if we can cure his stage fright with your suggestion?"

"That sounds cool!" shouted Penny. "Will he really see us naked in his mind like at that show? The hypnotist did that as a skit, remember?"

"Yeah, I remember," said Billy.

The hypnotist had planted the suggestion that each volunteer could each see the person sitting next to them naked. The guy sitting next to Billy at the time was middle-aged and overweight, and while Billy clearly thought he was looking at a naked man, he wasn't thrilled about it. The audience ate up Billy's reactions to the hypnotic skit.

Billy conceded, "Well, the hypnosis did work well then, and I was pretty confident that night, after the hypnotist got us to relax. I dunno... why not? As long as you swear not to try to make me do stupid shit like that hypnotist did."

The girls laughed and swore to keep things simple. Ten minutes later, with no prior practice, Casey was reading from a script, slowly bringing her subject into a deep hypnotic and suggestible state.

"This won't fuck him up, will it?" whispered Becky.

"No, Billy would never do anything against his will, but he will be able to me more confident and creative." Casey spoke slowly and enunciated her words clearly. "Billy, when you wake up, you will feel more relaxed than ever. You will gather your things, go upstairs and rehearse your speech one time. Then, you will come downstairs while imagining your audience completely naked. From the moment you see them, you will recognize you have this gift to see the audience naked. This power will calm you, and give you the confidence you need to perform your speech well."

"This sounds kind of ridiculous," said Penny.

"Shh.. it'll work," said Casey. She repeated the instructions to her "sleeping" subject before finally waking him. "How do you feel? Good?"

"Yeah, that was relaxing actually. I guess I'm easy to hypnotize, huh?"

Casey soothed her subject. "I wouldn't say that. I've learned that almost anyone can learn how to do self-hypnosis, and some people are just really good at it. Meditation and hypnosis has proven effective for lots of people, managing pain, anxiety, stress. No sense not giving it a shot on you. Do you remember everything I said to you?"

"I think so. I think I do. I go practice my speech, come down... uh, you know... and see if I can do better than usual... using my imagination." Billy glared at his sister. "Still don't think it will work."

"That's the gist of it, and it'll work," said Casey, giving Billy a poke on the shoulder. "Get on there."

Billy headed to the stairs.

"Do you think it will work?" asked Becky, turning to the others. "I want Billy to get over his shyness. He's always been nervous around strangers."

"Of course it will work, because we're going to strip." As soon as Billy was out of view, Casey began unbuttoning her blouse.

"What?" Becky practically shouted.

"That's brilliant," said Penny, giggling. "Come on, Becky. This will be the best prank ever! And it's not like any guy wouldn't mind seeing young, attractive women naked."

"I can't believe this whole thing was all just some joke you had in mind," said Becky, crossing her arms. "He's my brother!"

"Which is exactly why it's so hilarious," said Casey, as she dropped her shorts and blouse on the floor. "We'll have to hide our clothes. Anyway, think of it, Becky. Billy would never expect you to be undressed in front of him. When he sees you, as well as us, all naked, he'll believe he really has this gift. It'll be hilarious getting his reaction."

Becky couldn't deny this could make a funny prank, but she wasn't thrilled about stripping nude for her brother to see. She had nice size breasts, nearly a C-cup, but her nipples were off center. Her left nipple pointed up and to the left, and her right was centered, but positioned higher than the one on her left. It was like 'googly eyes' for tits. No boyfriend ever seemed to mind, but she was always nervous about it. Still, she couldn't so easily disappoint her best friends.

"I swear to god, Casey, you're buying next time we go out." Becky began disrobing and added, "Throw your clothes in a pile. I'll hide them behind the couch."

One minute later, all three girls were stark naked, sitting on the couch. Penny, with her oversized mounds, sat in the center, while Casey's trim self sat to the left of her and Becky to the right, nearest the corner.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," said Becky, but before enough time passed for her to change her mind, Billy came trotting down the stairs.

The moment Billy saw the girls, his eyes practically popped out of his head and he inhaled suddenly. Becky saw him mouth the f word, but he quickly regained his composure and rounded the stairs into the living area.

In Billy's mind, he couldn't believe the hypnosis session had worked so well, and that he could so vividly see the girls naked. This was more than he ever thought possible. He truly believed he was able to manifest an image of the girls without a stitch of clothing. At this moment, he didn't feel more relaxed and calm about it; quite the opposite. He also didn't know whether to tell the girls the experiment was working, or just start in on the speech. That answer came to him.

"Well?" said Penny. She arched her shoulders back and sat up straight, her huge melons pointing directly at Billy. He wished he could bury his face between them. "The speech? Are you prepared."

"Oh, yes, yes." Billy quickly scanned Casey and then his sister, involuntary locking his eyes on her unusual breasts. He saw her left tit pointed way off in the air, and her right nipple was practically staring at the ceiling. Billy couldn't help but think how erotic they were, in their own unique way, and he couldn't seem to get his eyes peeled from them. Becky, of course, witnessed this long gaze all too clearly. Her brother was staring at her tits.

"Billy?" Becky asked. "The speech?" Though this was humorous, the ogling was making her a bit uncomfortable.

"Wait, wait," hollered Casey. "Let me film you practicing your speech."

Becky almost protested, but then realized her friend wasn't going to be filming them naked, but only her brother's attempt at getting through a speech while three hot girls sat naked before him. She decided that on second thought, it would be pretty funny.

Billy was stuttering before he even began. "Uh... uh.. maybe this is working too well," he muttered. But then, Billy paused, took a deep breath and looked up to the ceiling, whispering to himself, "Okay, I got this. I am in control. I am obviously in control."

And somehow, without missing a beat, Billy was able to calm himself instantly. He rolled into a flawlessly-executed, six-minute speech on Marxism and economics, while addressing his audience directly. The girls couldn't quite understand everything. but they had to admit he was confident and engaging. Casey was devastated, and a bit embarrassed. She had hoped to tease her friend's brother to the breaking point, and instead he was perfectly composed. It didn't make for good video footage.

Billy finally stopped and refocused his attention on the naked bodies of the girls. They all noticed he was not looking at their faces, like he had while delivering his speech. Who wouldn't be checking them out under these conditions? Yet they were helpless to say anything about it.

"Well? What did you think?" he asked the girls.

"Oh, it was good," said Penny. "You lost me about mid-way through, but I am guessing your audience understands some terms and theories that we don't."

"Yeah, that would be accurate," said Billy, amazed he still saw the girls so utterly naked. He hoped this hypnotic suggestion never wore off. He never guessed his sister would have such amazing and unique tits, and such a gorgeous hourglass figure. She hid it in her way of dress, apparently. "So are you guys going to watch that zombie show tonight?" he asked. "It's Wednesday."

"Oh yeah," shouted Penny. "That starts in a few minutes."

"Mind if I watch?"

Billy didn't want to admit to the girls he was still imagining them naked in his mind, but he wanted to stick around to enjoy this for as long as he could. He feared if he left the room, he would lose the skill.

"Uh... no, I don't guess," said Becky, looking at the other two. She gave Casey a cold stare. 'You got us into this!' she mouthed to her.

Casey wasn't exactly shy, but she didn't go prancing around naked under normal conditions. This failed prank was an exception, and even she was now beginning to feel vulnerable. She understood Becky's frustration.

Penny was perhaps the only one that loved the idea of being naked in front of Billy and the girls. She practically lived in the nude at home, and often wondered what it would be like to be such a bold exhibitionist in front of others. It was a secret fantasy, though light in tone. Joining a nudist club would easily have satisfied her curiosity.

"This is going to be great!" said Penny. "Our favorite show, with our favorite little brother! Why don't you go grab us some beers and then take a seat in the recliner. We'll let ya hang with us tonight."

Again, Billy didn't wish to leave the room, fearing he'd come back and would no longer be able to imagine seeing them naked. However, he took the risk and rushed out, wanting to make it as quick as possible. He hoped they had enough beer in the fridge, too, as he definitely didn't want to make a run.

"What do we do?" whispered Becky, once Billy was out of the room. "I can grab the clothes and run to the bathroom. We could all change there, one at a time."

"He's going to be back in two seconds. No time," said Penny. "Just get used to being naked. You'll be fine."

"Penny, he's my brother!"

"And did you see the way he was looking at her!" interrupted Casey, to Penny. "Becky, I think your brother digs your tits."

"Fuck you!" Becky said, almost audibly. "Do we just tell him? We can't be naked all night!"

"Why not?" asked Penny. "I think it's hilarious."

"Well, you don't have a boyfriend," said Casey. "And you have a great rack. I'm like nothing compared to you two."

"Oh, shut up," said Penny. "You're hot and you know it."

They all had to shut up, because just then Billy returned with four beers. He stared at the girls as he crossed the room, stopping to put three of the drinks on the coffee table, before plopping down in the recliner with one beer for himself. He still couldn't believe the hypnotic suggestion had worked so well. He thought his imagination must have been overclocking. Billy slowly unscrewed the top off the beer as he eyed the three beauties. He hoped this vivid clarity would remain the rest of the night.

'Maybe I get to keep this gift forever,' he thought. 'Can't wait to see.'

"So Billy, you did really well," said Becky. "Did you feel more confident and relaxed?"

Billy looked over at his sister, again taking far too much time on her breasts. "You were right, sis. The whole thing worked, and I really did calm down. Thanks for the help."

"So you really saw us naked in your mind?" asked Casey, acting all innocent.

Billy gulped and answered truthfully, but left out the details of clarity. "Uh, yeah, like I said. I followed Beck's instruction and it worked alright."

"Just alright?" asked Penny. "What do you mean?"

Billy watched Penny perk up to hear his answer. He supposed she, more than anyone, would love to hear the details of some guy imagining her naked.

"Yes, Penny. Better than alright. I saw you naked in my mind. You're all gorgeous."

"Even your sister?" asked Casey.

"Well, uh... come on.. yeah, but... uh..."

The girls all erupted in laughter, when Penny interrupted. "Did you imagine us playing with ourselves?"

"What? NO!" shouted Billy. "That would be wrong!"

"How real was it to you when you imagined us naked?" asked Penny.

Why was she prodding him like this, thought Billy. It was getting embarrassing.

"Are we still naked in your mind, Billy?" asked Penny. Casey, though still embarrassed of her predicament, started laughing, while Becky began worrying. Becky had a feeling she knew what Penny was up to, who kept talking dirty to her brother, "If you could so easily imagine us naked, don't you wonder if you could just as easily fantasize us fucking ourselves?"

Now Casey also caught on to Penny's plan. Billy thought the girls were dressed, but believed his imagination was so vivid, that he could clearly see each of them naked. If Penny planted obscene thoughts in Billy's mind (for instance, making him believe he could also imagine the girls fucking themselves), they'd have to follow along, or admit they were actually naked all this time.

Becky wanted to punch Penny as the redhead leaned back on the couch and spread her legs. She licked two of her fingers and reached down, gently touching her clit. Becky was almost paralyzed by her friend's bold and crude move.

"I bet if you could imagine us naked, you could imagine us doing lots of things, right?" Penny was being cruel, talking casually while fondling herself. "How well did that hypnosis work, Billy?"

Billy was practically slobbering on himself as he watched the big-breasted beauty stroke her own clit. He certainly believed that the hypnosis session had magnified his brain's ability to imagine things. He couldn't help having these dirty thoughts, too, when Penny brought it up. Now, here she was pleasuring herself, at least in his mind.

"Oh, Billy, it really would be perverted of you to imagine your sister masturbating."

Billy's eyes instantly darted to his sister. Of course, NEVER had such a thought cross his mind before, but with Penny suggesting it, he couldn't help but try and see if his imagination worked on her, too. Becky's eyes were wide, as if she was offended her friend would suggest such a thing, but when Becky's eyes met Billy, she instantly knew what she had to do. She spread her legs, following the actions of her friend - or possible future ex-friend - and slid two of her fingers inside. Becky was pissed she was being roped into this, but she didn't want to give away the fact that they were actually naked.

"Billy, will you please tell my friend here that you are not that kind of a pervert?" asked Becky, as she pulled her fingers out and twirled her clit with her middle finger.

Billy laughed. "Well... what kind of pervert am I then?" He turned to Casey, who upon seeing his glare, also knew what to do.

Within minutes the girls all had fingers in their respective pussies, while also trying to hold a casual conversation with their prank victim. Unfortunately, except for maybe Penny, they were beginning to feel more like the victims than the pranksters. Finally, Becky broke the silence.

"Billy, you keep staring at us. Are you really doing what Penny suggested? Imagining us fucking ourselves?" For some reason, Becky decided she needed to warm up to the humor of the situation.

Billy blushed. "Uh... well... if I had to admit everything..."

Penny began pumping rapidly. She wanted Becky's brother to give her all the attention. He obliged.

"Tell me, Billy, what do you see?" Penny somehow managed to ask this without missing a beat, as she drove her fingers fast and deep into her pussy. She took her other hand and squeezed her left breast, pinching the nipple.

Casey, who was also fucking herself, was struggling with continuing the charade, or calling the whole thing off. By now, she was feeling vulnerable being naked for so long in front of her friend's brother. Sure, they were familiar with each other, but Casey cringed at the thought of having an orgasm in front of him. She wasn't that kind of girl.