Eric, a towering 6-foot-8 teen with wild red hair and a contagious smile, wipes his brow after a heavy set. His athletic build and bright personality make him a natural motivator for his friends. Nearby, Tom, his boyfriend, fidgets with a notepad, his eyes full of excitement and mischief. Today, the gym isn’t just for working out—it’s the stage for Tom’s newest comedy experiment.
"Alright, everyone, gather around! I want to try something new for my comedy act," Tom announces, voice brimming with nervous energy. Eric grins and nods, waving over Jake and Noah, their friends from the gym. The four settle in, the laughter subsiding into curious hushes as Tom explains hypnosis and asks for willing volunteers.
Tom[/@ch_2]’s voice softens, drawing everyone into his words.]
"Take a deep breath. Focus on my voice. Let your thoughts drift and your bodies relax," he intones, guiding Eric, Jake, and Noah into a gentle trance. One by one, their eyelids droop, breaths slowing as they slip into hypnosis. The other gym-goers watch in awe, a few stifling laughter at the unusual scene.
Tom[/@ch_2]’s rhythmic voice. The air feels charged, as if the whole room is holding its breath.]
"When I snap my fingers, you’ll strip to your underwear and act like a dog," Tom announces, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. SNAP! In perfect unison, Eric (in colorful tighty-whities), Jake, and Noah (both in boxer briefs) shed their gym gear and drop to all fours, barking and panting. The room erupts in laughter as their antics grow sillier—Eric wags an imaginary tail, while Jake tries to fetch a water bottle.
Tom[/@ch_2] raises a hand, ready for his next act.]
"Sleep," Eric mumbles, and, as if on cue, they all slump into a deeper trance. Tom grins and leans toward Eric. "When I snap my fingers, you’ll believe you’re in labor," he whispers, then with another snap, Eric starts pacing the gym, holding his stomach and breathing dramatically. The others are given new suggestions: "When I snap my fingers, you two will act like babies," he instructs Jake and Noah, who promptly begin crawling and babbling as the snap echoes.
Tom claps his hands and soothes, "Sleep now. When I snap my fingers, you’ll wake up and remember nothing, except how funny it all was," he says. SNAP! Eric, Jake, and Noah blink awake, glancing around, confused but grinning as the memory of laughter lingers. Tom beams, knowing his comedy routine—and his hypnotic touch—were a hit, while the rest of the gym crowd wipes away tears from laughing so hard.
