Applesauce

Sorry, more buildup in this chapter. No clop just yet. Lot's of hypnosis though. Sorry to disappoint.

Monotone sunk himself into the booth, trying to avoid the inevitable. He sighed before replying with the formal greeting that had to be said, it would be much more socially acceptable then what was currently running through his mind. "I'm Monotone." He grumbled, shyly extending his hoof.

"Well it sure is nice to meet ya!" Braeburn replied happily, shaking his hoof. "I haven't seen ya around Appleloosa, I would assume you're going there for the rodeo."

Monotone nodded. "Yep. Just the rodeo." He hoped this conversation would end soon, he swears he's allergic to these kind of things.

"The rodeo's not the only thing in town." Braeburn smiled. "There's lots of good looking mares too, bet you'd like to spend an evening with one of them?"

Monotone shook his head. "Sorry, I'm not really into mares." He hated saying this to ponies, but he hoped the awkwardness might tip the conversation to something else.

Braeburn beamed at Monotone's response. He had already taken a liking to Monotone, and it was good to know he might have a chance of eventually sleeping with him. There's too much of his own family around Appleloosa, and things tended to get a little awkward. "Do you have a place to stay? If not you can come stay with me at my home since I already live there." Braeburn said eagerly. "We could sure have some fun, I can show you all the things to do out here."

Monotone pondered his offer. He had already rented a cheap broken down shack on the far outskirts of the city, but it did seem like he could be decent friends with this colt for the time being. After all he'd only be in town for a few days. "Sure. I'll stay with you. But only for a couple of days. Just don't have any mares over."

Braeburn laughed, looking at Monotone suggestively. "Oh I'm not into mares..."

Monotone gulped. "What?" He said in shock, before the train arrived at Appleloosa station. He couldn't take back his offer, not now. But how was he going to avoid his unwanted advances without seeming harsh or mean? Dealing with a mares advances was one thing, you could just pretend you're gay. But actually doing the gay thing was very different. He had already said he wasn't into mares. That obviously was a mistake.

Braeburn smiled. "Come on Monotone, let me to show you to my place." He beamed, dashing off the train.

Monotone gasped not far behind him. "Uh... how about we get some dinner first."

Braeburn looked at the big clock on the saloon and looked back at Monotone jokingly. "It's 2:43."

Monotone tripped up nervously and face-palmed himself in his head when he heard that. "A late lunch? I didn't really get to eat."

Braeburn laughed. "Well why didn't you order something on the train?"

"I don't have any bits..." Monotone lied.

"Well then, why does your hoofbag jingle when you walk?" Braeburn said slyly.

Monotone sighed. "Well you know what they say about rail line food..."

Braeburn poked an eyebrow up curiously. "What do they say about it?"

"Bad things. Lots of bad things." Monotone said nervously.

Monotone was running out of lies, he hoped after the last one that Braeburn would just take him some place to eat already. He was quickly exhausting all possible options of avoiding sex with this colt... and he knew they'd have to go to bed soon.

"Well alright. We can eat at the saloon, I hear they're doing a hypnosis show at 3:00." Braeburn said excitedly. "Traveling hypnotists don't come here very often, now might be our only chance."

Monotone sweat nervously, he secretly knew all about hypnosis. If a pony had a powerful enough spell, or a magical artifact, he could enchant a pony to do almost anything, even something as blatantly sexual as fucking the hypnotist right in front of the audience. When you were under the hypnotists spell, you were their slave and did whatever they said.

Even though he knew the dangers of it, he did always want to try it to see what it was like. He always knew that it would be the only slightly sexual thing he'd be interested in. He always wanted to take a vacation from himself, his mind, to forget about everything. Well, being hypnotized would give him that chance.

Monotone nodded. "Alright, I'll do it... But if I fuck somepony while under, it doesn't count."

"What do you mean?" Braeburn asked curiously.

"I'm a virgin." Monotone shuffled his hooves shamefully in response.

"Alright, if you're up for it... Let's get you hypnotized." Braeburn said gleefully, before busting open the doors to the saloon. A few colts at the bar were very happy to see him.

Monotone blushed awkwardly in response to all the erections in the room. "So... you know these ponies?"

Braeburn nodded. "I've slept with a few of them."

Monotone stared at the flanks of these ponies, noticing most of their cutie marks were apple themed. "Err... aren't these ponies like your cousins or something?"

"Cousins, uncles, grandfathers, brothers, if there's a male relative of mine I've bucked 'em pretty hard." Braeburn said pridefully. "Us apples are known for inbreeding. It's why our family is so big."

Monotone laughed and changed the subject to appease the awkward situation. "Hey look there's still some seats left in the front row."

"Can we sit next to eachother?" Braeburn asked, giving the cutest puppy dog face he could muster.

"Fine." Monotone said, rolling his eyes and sat in the front row.

"Ladies and gentlecolts... please put your hooves together for the traveling hypnotist from Haystonia, Drooling Daze!" said the lime green announcer pony with an orange mane.

Everypony clapped except Monotone, who was more afraid than anything.

"Welcome Appleloosa to my famous Mind over Morals hypnotism showcase." Drooling Daze said, the audience slightly transfixed on his long sparkling gray mane and horn. His red and yellow spotted coat also captured the attention of the audience, as did his cutie mark, which had the appearance of a teardrop with an orange spiral inside of it.

"Now I'd like to have a few volunteers from the audience." Drooling Daze said, smiling mischievously.

Monotone gulped, before Braeburn grabbed onto his hood and pulled his hand up. Truthfully, Braeburn knew exactly what this hypnotist show would be about, and hoped to see Monotone in a few compromising situations. Maybe afterwards he could learn a few things from Drooling Daze on how to hypnotize him, assuming he was suggestible enough.

Drooling Daze put his hoof on his chin curiously and pointed to random members of the audience, including Monotone. "You two, come up to the stage." The other participant, Derpy also came up to the stage.

Monotone could feel his knees getting weak as he lifted himself up from the chair. He trotted onto the stage with a nervous smile, finally relaxing a bit as he stood on the stage, looking at Braeburn cheering him on.

"Now, keep your attention focused on my watch as it swings back and forth." Drooling Daze said, as Derpy's eyes had already begun to droop. The watch, which was a beautiful sparkling Gold in the shape of an apple, swung carefully back and forth. Monotone stayed focused on the center and made sure his eyes followed the watch carefully.

Monotone wasn't feeling any different, when suddenly the center of the watch began to change and swirl with magical rings of color. Suddenly Monotone's eyes became heavy and his mouth hung freely as he continued to focus on it.

"Yes, relax." The hypnotist droned. "Feel all of your thoughts sink into the watch... the watch overwhelming your mind so much that it makes any and all thoughts parish into it."

Derpy's eyes began to settle on the watch and focus as one, her thoughts changing from muffins, to muffin watches, until the only thing filling her head was the watch. She was almost deeply hypnotized. Monotone was still staring intently at the watch, his anxieties slowly slipping away. His pupils shrunk and he noticeably relaxed, almost completely under the spell of the hypnotist.

"Sleep but remain fully focused on my words." Drooling Daze said, carefully forcing Monotone and Derpy's heads down so they went deeper into their trance.

"All the way down now, your minds becoming empty and obedient. Fully responsive to my words. You can relax fully now, let go of all your inhibitions. There will be no consequences or repercussions from your actions. You will be my fully obedient slaves willing to do anything I tell you."

Monotone's penis grew noticeably stiff, and captivated the attention of the audience. Braeburn gasped and drooled slightly, his mouth hanging ajar as he took a picture. "Oh, I'm saving this." Braeburn smiled.

"Now open your eyes but remain fully focused on my words." Drooling Daze commanded, the two participants obeyed, fully hypnotized. A couple hypnotized members of the audience also obeyed.

"Now Silver one, I am going to give you this knife and I want you to stab the purple maned colt 3 times in the stomach when I tell you too." Drooling Daze smiled sadistically, handing Derpy a carrot. "Now what will you do with the knife?"

"Stab the purple maned colt 3 times in the stomach." Derpy said robotically.

"Now purple maned one..." Drooling Daze said, placing his hoof on Monotone's chest. "Instantly when the knife touches your stomach 3 times your heart will stop, and it won't start again until I place my hoof on your chest like this. Do you understand?"

Monotone nodded.

"Okay Silver, stab him!" Drooling Daze commanded. The audience gasped in horror. Derpy lunged at Monotone and pierced Monotone 3 times in the stomach with the carrot. Despite it barely making a mark, Monotone's heart stopped and he stopped breathing entirely.

"Nurse Redheart? Why don't you come up from the audience and check Monotone's pulse." Nurse Redheart complied and as soon as she got onto the stage, placed her hoof against Monotone's neck to check his pulse.

"He's dead." Nurse Redheart said sadly.

Braeburn fainted and a larger male colt took his camera.

"Calm down. I can bring this dead colt back to life with just the touch..." Drooling Daze pounded his hoof against Monotone's chest and he gasped, before falling instantly back into trance. "...Of a hoof."

The audience applauded and cheered madly in response.

"That's all for the show. Come see me in Fillydelphia tomorrow." Drooling Daze said, bowing to the audience. He then made sure all participants woke up content and relaxed.

Braeburn got up from his seat. "What? That's it! I wanted to see some action!" Braeburn growled, before Monotone came back to his seat, clutching his head with his hoof.

"Do you have any idea what happened? My heart is beating out of my chest." Monotone said groggily.

"Oh, you were dead for like two minutes." Braeburn said, uninterested. "And my camera's gone."

"What?!" Monotone yelled.

"Dead. As in not breathing, heart stopped, dead." Braeburn said, rolling his eyes.

"Well... I have to go freshen up." Monotone said traumatized, and then trotted quickly to the bathroom.

Braeburn sighed. Then looked around and saw the watch on the stage floor. "I've got to go get that watch."