The two detectives, Amy Santiago and Rosa Diaz, were co-workers but didn't spend time with each other very often. Santiago played by the rules mostly, and she tried to be friendly towards everybody, so she couldn't tell why Diaz didn't like her. She decided she would ask her to hang out for the night.
"Hey, Rosa." Santiago walked up to her desk.
"Don't call me Rosa." She responded coldly.
"Okay, well I was wondering if you'd like to have a girls night tonight."
"With who?" Even when asking this she sounded like she was going to deny it no matter who it might be.
"Me. We just never hang out, and being around Jake so often is exhausting." Santiago admitted. Diaz sat starring at her for almost two minutes before making up her mind.
"Fine, we can hang out tonight. What did you have in mind?" She was already going back to her paperwork when asking this.
"Well, there's a hypnosis show uptown that we could go to."
"Isn't that fake, why would we go to that?"
"Well, we could treat it like a play, like a comedic play maybe." Diaz took another minute of silence before responding.
"Fine, I guess so."
Santiago and Diaz showed up to the hypnosis show together. They noticed that neither were dressed nearly as nice as everyone else as they walked in and took their seats.
"I didn't think this was a formal kind of thing." Santiago said.
"Yeah, this isn't the type of thing people take other people on dates. These people are dressed like they're going to an expensive restaurant." Diaz added before the lights lowered and a man walked out on stage. He was loud and annoyingly played up the whimsical aspect of the show. He had hypnotized a couple of groups of people that he chose after walking through the audience. Santiago was optimistic about whether it was real or not while Diaz was extremely skeptical. The hypnotist must've seen Diaz was getting bored because he chose the two of them to come up to the stage. Neither one of them really wanted to, but the pressure from the audience was enough to get them on the stage.
"So do either of you not believe in hypnosis?" The man asked them before sitting them in the two chairs on stage.
"I don't." Diaz blatantly said. "It feels like it's extremely fake and everyone acts."
"Well what about you, dear?" The man asked Santiago.
"I'm a bit skeptical, I've never actually been hypnotized before, but I'm not against it." She explained. The man pulled a large gold coin connected to a gold chain out of a pocket from his jacket. He waved it in front of Santiago saying generic "You're feeling sleepy" and "You're eyes are getting heavier" stuff. After a couple of minutes Santiago eyes were fluttering before they eventually closed, letter her head hang off of her shoulders. Diaz watched, feeling like this was all Santiago's idea and she was just acting.
"If that's not enough for you, which I understand if it isn't, then I can have her do something." The man said. "See, balance is connected to your brain so for her to do this next thing is a direct result of hypnosis." He leaned over and whispered in Santiago's ear for a couple of seconds. He stood up straight and snapped his fingers, instantly Santiago stood up, her eyes still closed, and flipped over, standing completely straight and steady on her hands. Her shirt fell towards her face, showing all of her stomach and little bit of her bra. Diaz stood up to help her before the hypnotist snapped his fingers again, causing Santiago to flip back to her feet and sit in her chair again.
"I have to apologize, that didn't go as expected." He said.
"I still feel like this might've been her idea, I don't know why, but there's no proof that she didn't plan all of this, besides the shirt thing obviously." Diaz explained.
"Well then, do you mind if I try to hypnotize you?" Diaz thought for a short amount of time, but was pressured again from the audience.
"Fine, but only to finally prove that this whole thing is a sham, I'm the master of my own mind and body." She said before sitting down again. The hypnotist did the same thing. She watched the golden coin and listen to him and before she knew it she was asleep. The hypnotist didn't take kindly to her trying to humiliate him like that.
"As you can see everybody, it is possible to hypnotize those who do not believe it." The hypnotist said to his audience. "Now I think she deserves a small punishment for her attitude." He pulled both detectives closer to him and whispered in their ears. He stood up and snapped his fingers, allowing both of them to awaken. Both of them looked around as if no time had passed.
"Weren't you going to hypnotize me?" Diaz said.
"I thought I was first." Santiago said to her.
"You both have already been hypnotized, and I will demonstrate by saying this: I command you to-" He was saying before a gunshot was heard from the back. The entire audience made an uproar as they all flooded to the emergency exits. Diaz and Santiago didn't have any weapons because they weren't on the clock, so they had to make their ways to emergency exits just like everybody else, but the heroics in them forced them to help everyone exit before themselves.
The two detectives got back to Diaz's home. Santiago was dropping her off.
"That was... interesting." Santiago said in a defeated attitude. She knew their night out was a bust.
"Yeah, look maybe we can try this again, but not hypnosis, that guy was annoying." Diaz said.
"Oh, yeah sure. I'd love to hang out again, we can do whatever." As Diaz got out of the car, for some strange reason, Santiago couldn't take her eyes off of her partners legs, following them all the way up to her ass. She was almost drooling while starring. Diaz stuck her head back into the car and waved goodbye. She didn't know why, but she was smiling, like she was saying goodbye to a guy she liked.
They both lay in their own beds, unable to think about anything other than each other. Diaz couldn't stop thinking about Santiago's pillowy lips, her tight pants, or when her bra started to show during the show. She didn't even notice that her hand had found its way down under her panties. She was feeling herself, allowing it to be soft at first, but eventually she started sliding a finger in and out, faster and faster before making it two fingers. She did this until she was done, but she wasn't satisfied.
Santiago was dealing with a similar feeling. She couldn't stop thinking about starring at Diaz's butt, or how nice her legs her legs looked. Just like with the woman she was fascinating about, her hand traveled down to her vagina. She tried to stop herself, she grabbed her phone and opened up a picture of Jake, but she still had Diaz in her thoughts. She eventually found herself looking at pictures of Diaz, going back and forth between that and remembering her ass from earlier in the night. She was also unsatisfied when she was done.