The Show

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(This story is my last one for a while whilst I go on hiatus and it also features edits (more fakes) from https://loliverfakstars.livejournal.com/ so go show them support please. I had to edit two of theirs to make the Asher and Dylan one so I'd like it if you go check out the originals. And before any of you state concerns, yes Asher Angel is 18! I even had to check. Enjoy the story.)

Part 1

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Asher gripped his backpacks strap as he looked around for a space to sit on the crowded tram, as soon as he found a place he made his way over gently pushing his way through and sat down. He sighed and put the backpack on his lap and got out his phone. He had missed multiple calls from his brother probably asking where he was.

He was late for a photoshoot because he woke up late and now he had to get the tram half way across the city just to make it on time. He opened up his backpack putting his beanie inside it, it would be warmer by the time he reached the shooting location.

As he looked up he noticed a guy sat across from him seeming to stare at him, he looked around before staring back at the guy. The guys eyes seemed unfocused and he had air pods in so even if Asher wanted to tell him to look away he wouldnt here him. The guy soon started to mouth something an it took Asher a short while to pick up on what he wa saying.

'Submit...obey...go deeper. Your a play thing, a toy, a slave. Submit....obey....go under.' The man was repeating it over and over and Asher started to get weirded out cause he was finding it harder to look away from the guy interested in what he would do next. But luckily enough the tram reached its next stop and the man stood up in his daze and left.

Asher let out a sigh of relief an slumped in his chair, that was so weird. Why was the man like that? And why was he staring at Asher so much, it was so weird, could he not have like looked at the ceiling?

He found himself looking out the window of the tram watching the city rush by. He smile to himself when he arrived at his stop. As he walked out the tram station he was stopped by a man, who smiled at him. "Care for a flyer?" Before he could even refuse the man handed him one and walked over to the next person.

Asher didnt even look at it as he folded it into his pocket and continued walking, he was interested in what it said but he was already late enough.

He arrived at the shooting location to get chewed out but they still had ages and was able to get the photos of him done. He sat in a chair waiting for his brother to be done and then he remembered the flier. He reached into his pocket of his folded up pants as they had him change outfit and unfolded the flier.

It was for a free hpnosis session, it seemed very professional. Asher read over it, soon finding the requirements. 18 and over, preferably male, interested in going deep into trance and becoming obedient. Admittedly it made Asher quite interested and luckily enough he turned 18 last month so he could go...if he wanted.

"What's that?" Asher jumped and turned to see his brother smirking behind him.

"Avi god! Dont do that. It's just some flyer I got given on the way over." He stuffed it back in his pocket and Avi shrugged. Asher sighed and hoped to go Avi didnt see exactly what it was.

Why did he feel embarassed about it...it was just a hypnosis show.

Part 2.

Asher found himself stood infront of some shady looking club, still wearing the clothes from the shoot that day, checking the address on the flyer. It was the right place but it looked super shady. "Are you here for the hypnosis show too?" He looked over his shoulder hearing someone speak. He saw another guy smiling at him and a person accompanying him looking bored. "Uh yeah...just I'm not sure if this is the place."

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