Hypno Games 3

By Zyngaru
zyngaru@ml1.net

Copyright 2020 by Zyngaru, all rights reserved

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Hypno Games - Chapter 3
Smarter Than a Fifth Grader.
By Zyngaru
Email: zyngaru@ml1.net
 
 
 
Good morning boys and girls. I’m the Amazing Gizmo. I’m a Master of the Arts of the Mind. As a Master I can make you do things you would never do, think things you would never think and say things you would never say. How can that be you say? Easy I will say. Through the mystic arts of hypnotism the mind can be made to go places it can only imagine. You are looking at me with doubting eyes. Why is that?
 
A girl raises her hand and the teacher calls on her.
 
Carla: “How can my mind think things that I don’t know about?”
 
Gizmo: “Easy. Please stand up and tell the class your secret.”
 
Carla stands by her desk.
 
Carla: “But I don’t have a secret.”
 
Gizmo: “The secret you told me yesterday.”
 
Carla: “Last week I saw my brother naked.”
 
The entire class looks at Carla in shock.
 
Gizmo: “See I knew you had a secret. Tell us everything.”
 
Carla: “I saw my brother Carl get out of the shower. He’s twelve years old in seventh grade. I saw his weenie and everything.”
 
Gizmo: “Thank you so much Carla. Go to sleep.”
 
Carla closes her eyes while standing beside her desk.
 
Gizmo: “When I snap my fingers you will wake up and all suggestions I put in your head will be gone.”
 
The Amazing Gizmo snaps his fingers in front of the class and Carla wakes up.
 
Gizmo: “Now Carla repeat the secret you told the class.”
 
Carla: “But I didn’t tell the class any secret.”
Gizmo: “Class, who can tell Carla the secret she told everyone.”
 
Hands raise all around the classroom. The teacher picks a boy.
 
Teacher: “Evan.”
 
Evan stands and tells the class what Carla had told them.
 
Carla: “But I don’t have a twelve year old brother named Carl.”
 
Gizmo: “Very true Carla. Evan, why don’t you tell us the secret you told me yesterday.”
 
Evan: “Last week when I was taking a shower my fourteen year old sister came in and shampooed my hair while seeing me naked.”
 
Again the class looks at Evan in total disbelief.
 
Gizmo: “Thank you Evan for telling us your secret. Now go to sleep.”
 
Evan closes his eyes.
 
Gizmo: “When I snap my fingers you will forget all the suggestions I put in your mind.”
 
Snap!
 
Gizmo: “Now Evan, would you repeat your secret to the class?”
 
Evan: “But I don’t have a secret.”
 
Gizmo: “Evan you told the class about your fourteen year old sister shampooing your hair while you were standing naked in the shower.”
 
Evan’s face goes scarlet red.
 
Evan: “But I don’t even have a sister.”
 
Gizmo: “Exactly. So, last week, I came to your school and met with each of you one at a time and put a suggestion in your head. So, we could go around the classroom and all of you would tell a secret like the ones you just heard. The girls will tell of seeing a naked brother they don’t have and the boys will tell of a non-existent sister seeing them naked. I will before I leave today remove that suggestion from each of your heads.”
 
A hand goes up and the teacher calls on the student.
 
Teacher: “Laura”
 
Laura: “But Mr. Gizmo. I don’t remember you?”
 
Gizmo: “That is how hypnosis works. It provides suggestions that once in your head you will believe it as your own thought. Before you left, I suggested that I was never at your school before, so that’s what you believe to be true.”
 
Gizmo: “Okay. Let’s move on to something even more fun for everyone. I asked you to tell me who are the worst bullies you have to deal with. All but one of you gave me the same name. He of course gave me the name of the second worst bully in your classroom. Today both boys are going to have some fun with hypnosis. They’re already hypnotized. Of course they don’t know it, just like Carla and Evan didn’t know they had been hypnotized. So, let’s start having some fun. What do you say?”
 
Cheers go up.
 
Gizmo: “Christopher Carver. How about you coming up here to the front of the class. It has to be really lonely sitting all the way at the back of the class.”
 
Chris walks up to the front of the class, with his usual swag.
 
Gizmo: “Hi Chris. We had a long talk last week and you told me all about yourself. So why don’t we start with you telling the rest of the class what you told me.”
 
Chris: “Oh! Okay! I’m Chris. I’m 12 years old. Ya! I’m two years older than the rest of you, because I got put back two times. So What!”
 
Gizmo: “Excuse me for butting in, but I want it to be clear. Chris wasn’t held back because of his grades. Chris is very smart and can make excellent grades when he wants to. Tell your classmates why you were held back.”
 
Chris: “Because they say I’m immature. That means they think I still act like a little kid and not my age.”
 
Gizmo: “How is that, Chris?”
 
Chris: “Because I still wet the bed sometimes.”
 
The classroom erupts into laughter. Both Gizmo and the teacher allow it to continue for awhile.
 
Gizmo: “What else?”
 
Chris: “I like to play with my ding-a-ling.”
 
The classroom erupts into laughter again.
 
Gizmo: “Anything else?”
 
Chris: “Ya. One more thing. I like playing stripping games.”
 
The classroom almost gets totally out of control hearing Chris confessing to his otherwise private activities.
 
Gizmo: “Okay. Calm down. Just so you know, these are true confessions and not planted suggestions. I also want you to know that others in this classroom confessed to doing some of these things also. None of them are bad. Eventually you outgrow them. It’s just with Chris he is hanging on to them, which is why he has been labeled as immature. It’s also why he likes to bully others. Like a little boy it gives him power.”
 
Gizmo: “Now. Let’s play a game shall we? If you look up on the chalkboard, your teacher has written a number of math problems. They look really difficult to me. I’m sure glad I don’t have to answer them. But you are all fifth graders and we all know how smart fifth graders are. How many of you have seen the TV show, Are You Smarter Than A Fifth Grader?”
 
Hands go up all over the classroom.
 
Gizmo: “Good. We are going to play our version of the show. Chris, have you seen the show?”
 
Chris: “Yes.”
 
Gizmo: “Good. So you know that contestants have to answer questions with the help of a fifth grader and if they get it right they win money. Do you like winning money?”
 
Chris: “Oh ya!”
 
Gizmo: “Well. Good. Because for every one you get right, you get ten dollars.”
 
Chris: “Oh Wow!”
 
Gizmo: “Yes indeed. Wow! So this is how it works. You will call on one of your classmates to go up to the chalkboard and answer one of the math problems. Then all you have to do is tell us, if that answer is right or wrong. If you get it correct then you win ten dollars. Fair enough!”
 
Chris looks at the math problems with great confidence, because they are so easy a first grader can answer them correctly. He knows this is going to be so easy.
 
Gizmo: “Let’s do a practice one to make sure everyone gets how this game goes. Go ahead and call on one of your classmates to answer the first problem on the board.”
 
Chris: “Matt. Answer the first Addition problem, letter A.”
 
Matt walks to the chalkboard and looks at the problem. 2 + 2 = ? He studies it and then writes the number 4 as the answer. Then Matt returns to his desk.
 
Gizmo: “Very good Matt. Now Chris. All you have to say is if Matt’s answer is right or wrong?”
 
Chris: “Oh it’s right.”
 
Gizmo: “Class. Is Chris correct?”
 
Class. “Yes!”
 
Gizmo: “See how easy this game is. If this had been for real you would have won ten dollars. So you ready to play for real?”
 
Chris: “Oh yes. This is going to be so easy!”
 
Gizmo: “Oh yes. One other thing. Your classmates can put the wrong answer on purpose to try and trick you if they want to, and if you get it wrong then you lose something, just like on the game show when they lose money.”
 
Chris isn’t worried about getting any of these wrong.
 
Gizmo: “Any questions before we begin?”
 
Chris: “Nope! I’m ready to get rich.”
 
Gizmo: “Okay then call your first fifth grader.”
 
Chris: “Mandy. Answer the first Subtraction problem A.”
 
Mandy looks at the problem. 4 - 2 = ? She puts the answer as 2.
 
Gizmo: “Chris. Is Mandy right or wrong?”
 
Chris: “She’s wrong. The right answer is 3.”
 
The whole class looks at Chris as if he just grew another head.
 
Gizmo: “Class is Chris right or wrong?”
 
The classroom yells out: “Wrong.”
 
Chris looks puzzled for a second and then he remembers he said wrong instead of right. Why did he think the answer was 3?
 
Gizmo: “I knew these were tricky. I’m sure glad I’m not the one playing, because they are too difficult for me. But Chris, you got it wrong, so you have to forfeit an article of clothing as your penalty for getting it wrong?”
 
Chris: “What? You got to be kidding. There’s no way I am going to take anything off. Not here in school.”
 
But the entire time Chris is arguing his hands are pulling one of his sneakers off.
 
His teacher takes the offered sneaker and puts it on her desk.
 
Gizmo: “Chris. Better luck on this one. Pick a classmate.”
 
Chris: “Jason. The first multiplication problem A.”
 
Jason looks at the problem. 2 X 2 =? He writes down 5. He smiles at the class on his way back to his desk.
 
Chris: “No problemo on this one. Jason got it right.”
 
Class: “Chris is wrong!”
 
Chris argues about taking anything off, but as he argues his hands remove his other sneaker.
 
Then the next time a sock and then the other sock.
 
Chris: “Alex. Addition problem C.
 
Alex looks at the problem. 3 + 1 = ? He writes down 5.
 
Chris: “Correct.”
 
Class: “Wrong!”
 
Chris argues while removing his shirt leaving him bare chested. It’s obvious to the class and to Chris where this is leading. He doesn’t want anything more to do with the game.
 
Chris: “I don’t want to play any more. Kristy. Division problem D.
 
Chris: “Correct.”
 
Class: “Wrong!”
 
Chris: “No I ain’t taking them off. No way! You can’t make me. I ain’t doing it.”
 
As Chris complains his hands unbuckle his belt. Unsnap and unzip his jeans and then slowly he pulls them down to his ankles and steps out of them, leaving him standing in front of the class in his yellow boxer-briefs. His face goes scarlet red. His entire class is staring at him in his underpants and it’s embarrassing as heck. His pile of clothing on his teachers desk is almost complete. Just one more article. The entire class is leaning forward in their desks hoping the game doesn’t stop here. Yes it’s funny seeing the class bully in his yellow underpants, but it would be so special to see him naked.
 
Gizmo: “Well Chris. I knew this contest was hard, but you haven’t faired well at all. You really do need to get this next one right. As pretty as those spectacular yellow underpants will look on your teachers desk, I’m sure you would much rather keep them where they are.”
 
Chris is almost in tears. He knows. He knows that he is going to get the next one wrong just like all the rest. He knows he’s going to be naked in front of his class. He knows all of this but can’t stop himself from calling another classmate up to the chalkboard.
 
Chris: “Walter. Addition problem E.”
 
Walter answers the problem. 3 + 3 = 6.
 
Chris tries as hard as he can to make his lips answer correctly but what he hears coming out of his mouth sends chills down his spine.
 
Chris: “Wrong.”
 
Walter: “Chris you’re a complete idiot dude! There’s no way, I ever want to hang out with you again.”
 
Teacher: “Walter! That was so rude. You need to apologize right now!”
 
Walter: “I ain’t apologizing. Look at him. He’s a total moron.”
 
Gizmo: “Ah. You must be Walter O’Reilly. Your name was the only other name given to me as a bully. Why don’t you go stand beside your desk and we will get to you in a minute.”
 
Walter walks to his desk, muttering to himself the whole way, that he isn’t playing this game.
 
Gizmo: “Class. Is Chris right or wrong?”
 
Class: “Wrong!”
 
Everyone is looking intently at Chris. They can’t wait for this. They just hope that he actually goes through with it. Chris stares back at his classmates. His last piece of clothing clinging to his body has to come off. He knows it. He’s just having a difficult time doing it. Yet there seems to be something deep inside him that wants to remove his underpants. It’s not like before. His hands aren’t moving on their own. His desire to take them off is real and not part of this game for some reason. Was Gizmo right when he confessed to enjoying stripping games. No way. That was just part of this hypnosis thing. But then there it is. As Chris slowly puts his thumbs into the waistband of his underpants there is a thrill running up and down his spine. He pulls at the bright yellow boxer-briefs and they begin to come down. The class is up on their feet now, trying to get the best view. As Chris’s underpants come down, Oh’s and Ah’s are heard all over the room. When they are down at his feet, Chris steps out of them and hands them to his teacher. Never once was he forced. He pulled his own underpants off of his own accord. It wasn’t part of being hypnotized and he knows it.
 
Now Chris could stand there covering his penis, but he doesn’t. He lets everyone see it. There’s just the very beginning signs of puberty. His penis is just a little longer and a little fatter than it was last year. Not much. Just enough to know that the change is about to happen. As he is standing there, he is getting excited about his classmates seeing him in his birthday suit. That excitement translates in his penis swelling. Soon he has an erection in front of the class. Then to his surprise he starts singing. He has no idea why, but he sings an old song his mother taught him as a little boy when he would play with his ding-a-ling while she gave him a bath.
 
I'm a little teapot
Short and stout
Here is my handle
Here is my spout
When I get all steamed up
Hear me shout
Tip me over and pour me out!
 
I'm a very special teapot
Yes, it's true
Here's an example of what I can do
I can turn my handle into a spout
Tip me over and pour me out!
 
While he’s singing, his classmates burst out into a roar of laughter. The roar is so loud that soon the principal of the school walks in and sees Chris totally naked with a boner dancing and singing the Little Teapot song and bursts out into laughter himself.
 
As this is going on, Gizmo walks back to where Walter is standing by his desk.
 
Gizmo: “Now. Time to deal with you. Every time you bully anyone, you will strip naked and sing the Little Teapot song. Every time you talk back to authority figures, you will strip naked and sing the Teapot song. Do you understand me?”
 
Walter: “I won’t. You can’t make me.”
 
Gizmo walks away from Walter with a smile on his face. To Walter’s horror his hands start pulling his own clothing off. Piece by piece. Some of his classmates at the back of the classroom notice and announce to everyone else that Walter is stripping. Kids quickly turn around to watch this new show. Soon Walter is down to his white Fruit of the Loom briefs. He tries with all of his might to hold his hands away from his underpants but they move on their own and soon his briefs are down at his ankles and he is stepping out of them. He’s totally naked and his classmates are staring at him laughing. His little penis is still small like all ten year old boys. It just hangs softly over his marble balls. Then to his utter terror, he begins singing.
 
I'm a little teapot
Short and stout
Here is my handle
Here is my spout
When I get all steamed up
Hear me shout
Tip me over and pour me out!
 
I'm a very special teapot
Yes, it's true
Here's an example of what I can do
I can turn my handle into a spout
Tip me over and pour me out!
 
Walter can’t stop. He sings and sings the song over and over. His little penis never does go hard, but it’s still humiliating being naked in class.
 
With only thirty minutes of class time left, the teacher calms everyone down.
 
Gizmo: “Boys you can now get dressed.”
 
Both Chris and Walter quickly put their clothes back on.
 
Gizmo: “I want everyone to understand. The one hypnotic suggestion I’m leaving with every kid in this school is the Little Teapot suggestion. If you bully anyone or back talk to any authority, that suggestion will kick in and you will immediately strip naked and sing the Little Teapot song, for fifteen minutes. It went into affect five minutes ago for the whole school.”
 
As this class calms down and gets ready to go home for the day, they hear an uproar from down the hall in one of the sixth grade classrooms. Gizmo and the principal walk to the classroom to the sight of little eleven year old Anthony Caputo stark naked singing the Little Teapot song. During the time remaining of school. Gizmo accompanied by the school principal goes into every school room, announcing the Little Teapot suggestion and warning everyone to be good or they will be showing off their singing skills.
 
Footnote: Two boys that afternoon had to carry their clothes out to the buses while singing the Teapot song, because they didn’t heed the warning. The school received many phone calls from parents the next morning about their sons stripping naked at home and singing for the family. Over all, once the parents found out the change in their boy’s attitudes once they experienced the teapot suggestion for themselves, they were all for it and asked that the suggestion never be taken off. The Amazing Gizmo was perfectly happy to keep it on. His little secret is that he too loves seeing cute boys naked and singing that very nice song. So beware kids. There might be a small little man coming to your school in the near future.
 
 
 








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