"Do you believe in bullshit?"

That was what the line that stuck out to an amused set of ears, listening to the sounds of the city, of the cafe on a beautiful spring day, of the people who went about their day, unaware of the powerful presence roaming amongst them.

The owner of the amused ears was a beautiful brunette enjoying a solitary lunch named Hannah. To those who knew her better, Goddess Hannah was her official and apt title, and traces of her magnetic presence showed while smiling at whomever she looked up to notice staring at her form, smiling to herself at how her allure nearly served as a landmark for people to want to stop and admire. Even in less performative attire with a red silk blouse, black skirt and heels, she garnered more than casual attention, smirking whenever she'd stun someone by lowering her sunglasses to show off anyone who caught her fancy deep green eyes that nearly glowed in sunlight.

Though still drawing enough to make new acquaintances in public, Hannah's interest was more people watching that afternoon, just walking around the city she was visiting, interested at the random people she would see or things she would hear. Sitting close to a table with three beautiful blonde women nearby, one of the women sang the line that easily captured Hannah's attention as the others chuckled.

A magician by trade, Hannah couldn't help but laugh herself, listening to the women talk about a magic show they attended, and how unconvincing it all was. The blonde with the longest, straightest hair named Eugenia spoke the attention-grabbing words, sung them really, with the exact mirth originating from the classic song. From the conversation, Hannah deduced Eugenia was the ringleader of their little group, and certainly the type to heckle at the kind of show even she would put on, up to a point.

It seemed Eugenia couldn't stop ragging on the show, loving to boost her own sense of self over bringing what sounded like another hard-working performer down. A broad smile crossed Hannah's face as she made the spontaneous choice to insert herself into their conversation. Getting up from her table, she walked over to the women at her back.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt, but may I ask you a question?" The soothing English accent caught each blonde off-guard, looking up to see Goddess Hannah smiling down at them. Part of Hannah's smile came from how quickly she was sizing them up, and the impression she made almost immediately. All three were slim beauties worthy of fashion models, instantly impressed by Hannah's lithe, toned body. None of them seemed to rise up past 5'8, making Hannah's 5'11 appear even more imposing in heels. The two to Eugenia's left and right blinked a few times, while the head blonde showcased a twinge of challenge, the kind of indicator expected from a woman typically used to being the prettiest in any room.

Hannah's question lingered in the air for a few moments before someone answered.

"Oh, sure, sure. What was your question?"

"Apologies for eavesdropping a little, but I overheard a little of your conversation about magic shows, and I was hoping for a few moments of your time," Hannah's words were genuine, the mischievous motive behind them broadening her smile a little further.

"Oh, are you a magician yourself?"

"An aspiring one, yes. I'm Hannah," she extended her hand, shaking each woman's hands. Even a firmer than usual grip from Eugenia communicated how she didn't appreciate Hannah's presence sucking all the attention away, even before the direct challenge on the horizon.

"Nice to meet you Hannah. I'm Gwen," the youngest looking with dirty-blonde hair in a bob-cut, wearing a sundress stated. "These are my friends, Patty and Eugenia." Patty was a sandy, curly blonde beauty who was nearly as friendly as Gwen, but reserved in some way. And Eugenia was almost a horrible stereotype being bleach blonde, conceitedly-pretty, and hostile to a self-assured woman she had to literally look up to.

"It's nice to meet you all," Hannah pulled up a chair to a table thankfully designed to seat four.

"So what kind of magic do you do? Kids parties, county fairs?" Eugenia tone was unfortunately slicker than her "subtle" suggestions.

"No, I'm aiming to have performances at theaters, or private venues," an unfazed Hannah answered before her friends could even silently admonish the question.

"Ah, you do those big grand shows?" Gwen asked, politely fascinated.

"Trying to, I've been told I'm talented enough for it. But the shows depend usually on the requests."

"Requests?" Patty asked, reflexively curious at the word.

"Yes, a lot of magicians will have their performances meticulously planned out, but my style is different. I'm told one of the things I excel at is taking requests, and making magic manifest through that request."

Hannah's answer was honestly perplexing enough for even Eugenia to begin to give consideration instead of distilled condescension.

"So you're a magician that takes challenges like bets?" Eugenia's question came with an anticipated smile.

"You could say that, yes," Hannah stated.

"What if you lose?" It made Hannah helplessly chuckle how willing the platinum blonde was willing to skip a few cultivated steps to get down to the main event.

"Eugenia, don't be-" Patty was cut off.

"What? Be rude? Magical Hannah here would like to show off her skills to some non-believers here about magic. That's where this was going, right?"

"Are you all non-believers," Hannah kept her tone light as her sunglassed gaze traveled across all three faces, only two of them showing signs of embarrassment.

"I mean..." Patty began in a diplomatic tone. "We're not totally close-minded, but...sometimes the fantastical can be a hard-sell."

"That's fair; I don't expect everyone to believe just because someone claims," Hannah extended a diplomatic tone of her own through a friendly smile inching towards a knowing one.

"If I fail to convince you all...your meals are on me."

Each blonde instantly nodded their heads at the prospect, especially Eugenia who'd ordered what Hannah imagined to be one of the most expensive items on the pricy establishment's menu.

"And if you win?" Patty couldn't help but ask, partly hoping the performer had nothing embarrassing in-mind, let alone something done in public.

"Hmmm..." Hannah thought for a moment. "If I win...honestly, your gratitude and your belief is reward enough for me."

"That's it?" Eugenia couldn't believe the gracious answer from the Englishwoman.

"I won't lie and say a different answer crossed my mind at first." Hannah followed up. "Sometimes, just for theatrical flare, I do ask my volunteers on stage 'What are you all willing to give when you find me convincing?'"

"IF we find you convincing," Eugenia stated pointedly, almost exhausted of niceties.

"My apologies, that's what I meant," the magician lied. "And for the your request I shall fulfill momentarily, do I have permission to perform this request on all three of you?"

"Huh?" Gwen asked as the three looked at each other without understanding.

"I don't think we requested anything yet, Hannah," Patty stated.

"Actually, Eugenia made the request," Hannah corrected.

"I didn't request anything, what are you-"

"'Do you believe in magic'" was what you said earlier, wasn't it?"

Reddish blush crept up along Eugenia's friend's faces through second-hand embarrassment, while the platinum blonde merely huffed and waited for Hannah to continue.

"No worries, ladies; I took no offense to it at all. But what I did take from it, besides loving hearing one of my favorite songs in any context, was an idea shaping itself into a fun challenge I didn't know I'd be performing until now. It's a lyrical challenge - what if I could regale you with magic through song lyrics?"

"Still a big IF," the usual suspect challenged.

"It sounds like you're ready to win that free lunch then, IF you dare," Hannah's English lilt lowered to seductive with a tinge of arrogance, lightly mirroring Eugenia's sense of superiority.

"Okay, I dare. Do you worst."

"Oh lovely Eugenia," the switch to her rich, beguiling stage voice caught them all off guard, even Eugenia who'd never heard her name used for a charm offensive. "Worst implies pain and discomfort; that is the opposite of what magic offers. My magic offers wonderment, awe, and beauty you never thought possible...IF you're willing to believe."

Hannah scooted her chair closer to their table, removing her sunglasses and glancing forward with twinkling green eyes, leaning forward as if to engage Eugenia directly. Hannah always loved catching people with her patented magical gaze, watching the shifting expressions, especially when the original state was disbelief. Mouth corners uncurling and eyes widening gently, blinking briefly, Eugenia expressed impossibility in what her eyes beheld in just a few seconds before Hannah gracefully shifting to her left to meet a surprised Gwen who lightly gasped at the full attention of the magician's stare. Eugenia managed to force the blood from reaching her cheeks as she watched the impromptu magic show unfold.

"Do you believe in magic? In a young girl's heart?" Hannah began, reciting the lyrics to the suggested song like a siren speaking poetry sans the melody. Thoughts of a siren-like voice circulated the vibe of the table for the musical quality brought to their ears, with the intended's ears feeling cavernous, with purring echoes caressing rocky surfaces, heating the damp air it hung in. Gwen would've stifled a chuckle as she realized what Hannah was doing, were it not for the ocean of green she sank into, the ones her friends were ever-curious about from their vantage point. They'd never seen Gwen so instantly-stunned by anything, held themselves by an excitable fear of when their turn would come to look and listen intently.

None of them would have believed the magician was actually attempting to showcase her tricks with just lines from an ancient song to them, but Hannah breathed life and temptation into it, crooning to Gwen and the rest of the table.

"How the music can free her...however it starts."

Faint echoes of the last line lingered in her mind as the new words overlapped without overshadowing, the meaning of both kept relevant with every breath. Patty and Eugenia were just as fixed on the hand motions Hannah was making over Gwen's which sat limply on the table.

"And it is magic...IF the music entrancing."

Circular waves and fluttering fingers showered something invisible to the eye, until the motions changed from horizontal to vertical, dipping down to graze the top of the hand with light touches, then rising. Gwen took to the suggestion quickly as her spellbound hand rose and fell according to the pull of Hannah's unseen puppet strings.

"It makes you feel happy...heartstrings tugged into some romancing."

The blush crept freely into Gwen cheeks as she found she loved having her hand dragged wherever Hannah led it, in the air, bobbing up and down, inching close to her face warmed by the lyrics.

"I'll tell you about magic, and it'll free your soul."

Hannah directing her gaze at Gwen's puppet hand got the dirty-blonde volunteer to follow in kind, watching it like a butterfly hanging in the air, floating along the breeze of Hannah's hypnotic song, hanging just inches above her own forehead. Gwen's eyes rolled up trying to keep sight of if, or when her hand would land on her forehead.

"But it's like trying to tell a stranger...Gwen, you're under magic's control."

The strung-along palm making contact with Gwen's forehead ended the suspense and she collapsed softly against Hannah's hand waiting for her to fall. The magician giggled as she winked at the other two while leaning in to stabilize Gwen with suggestions. To Patty and Eugenia, some of Hannah's words could be heard, "staying upright," "comfortable," "breathe...magic" and some other words were spoken. Whatever she spoke, it was enough to keep Gwen sitting still and breathing deeply with glassy eyes and a happy smile.

"Do you believe like I believe?" Hannah asked and uttered her song's refrain.

"Magic..." left Gwen's lips with every exhale after a deep inhale.

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Magic..."

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Magic..."

"Magic..."

"Magic..."

Left in a repetitious stupor, Gwen transitioned from volunteer to part of the chorus, as Hannah didn't wait for applause or a chance to bow, smoothly moving to turn to Eugenia, lingering a little longer at her before proving to tease her yet again as Patty went wide-eyed in discovering she was next.

"If YOU believe in magic...don't bother to choose."

Poignant lyrics aimed in her direction, Patty leaned back with incertitude written all over her face. What she heard directed at Gwen sounded...deeper, when Hannah brought her aural tricks to the quieter friend directly. Why each word's meaning spread even thicker along wayward thoughts took a backseat to admiring the sweet accent and genuine talent being shared so assertively, not allowing the usual wallflower to escape magical charms meant for her, dragged into the enchanting dance mystifying her.

Something in the depth and quality of the Hannah's voice widened her stare. Something deep in Hannah's eyes Patty didn't even know she was looking for made her stare harder. For the thinking parts of her mind being put to rest, the notion of choice seemed abstract all of a sudden, incomprehensibly-mentioned as she couldn't imagine a better place to be, inside Hannah's gaze.

"Options are inconceivable...swimming in these deep, deep hues."

As the borders of the sunlit day faded, only a shimmering green remained the quiet, sandy blonde didn't realized she'd already dived headlong into. Thoughtlessly leaning forward to immerse herself more, happy to feel the magician leaning forward in-kind. A faint noise from Eugenia's direction resembling whimpering made Hannah smile widen even further, relishing in the wordless jealousy; Patty never caught it as Hannah's purposeful lyrics still echoed in her mind from the richness of her delivery, only attentive to the new lyrics to come.

"Just sink...and listen...and you'll start with a smile."

Swimming turned to letting her imagined body stay motionless as she sank deeper into the green pools.

"As everything beneath your surface....will feel better than worthwhile."

Patty gave a small shiver of pleasure as more of her attention was aimed inwards. The currents of her insides resembled shimmering green, but unlike the calm pools, flowed with strength upstream to her mind drowning in magic, and then downstream to the rest of her body, drowning in pleasure.

"And for the your lovely magician...wearing her heart and skills on her sleeve..."

Patty allowed her lifeless hands to be gripped at her wrist, enjoying it being moved with no energy to guide itself.

"You're happy to tell me you're utterly convinced...you're happy to say that in magic, you absolutely...."

".......believe," Patty managed to guess the appropriate word so softly, even Hannah almost missed it.

"Repeat that for me, sweetie."

"...believe," Patty blushed profusely at the affirmation.

"Again," Hannah commanded.

"Believe."

Hannah gently yanked Patty's hand forward, promoting a shock induction to seal her subdued state, and so her body could be held fast in Hannah's hands like Gwen before her, as silent suggestions helped Gwen and Patty reach matching dispositions.

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Magic..."

"Believe..."

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Magic..."

"Believe..."

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Magic..."

"Believe..."

Hannah left Patty to stare at nothing, still immersed in her eyes which never left her mind's eye, as she brought her real eyes to observe Eugenia, or what was consciously left of her.

The platinum blonde watched her friends one by one fall to the magical charms of the beautiful stranger she dared to challenge. It came as no surprise to Hannah that as far as resistance or mental fortitude, Eugenia was actually the weakest of the three, so little bite under-compensated by too much bark. Someone with a stronger will may have urged her friends to wake up or the magician to stop; not that either could've stopped Hannah, but it was surprisingly-gratifying to knock the smallest domino over last.

The hypnotic brunette allowed herself a smug smile, unseen to a glassy stare still fixed on her, only wishing she could be as inundated with green eyes like her friends. Lips turned into a smirk, wondering if all her rude bravado made her ineligible for the privilege of her gaze, or the victim of an unrelenting stare flooding mindlessness deep into the empty container she was becoming. Unsure of what Eugenia would be graced with, Hannah continued on with her impromptu song, dialing a number on her phone, but letting it ring until it was declared a missed call.

"If you believe in magic...come along with me."

Pink lips parted as the haunting song finally hit the last woman, drained of doubt as she was filled with the same mesmerizing echo reverberating throughout Eugenia's softening form, giving back thoughts escaping through a sigh. As Hannah rose from her seat, her eyes curiously wondered if her body would simply relax even more, or begin to follow the deliberate command uttered. Eugenia could only stay in her seat, besieged by the vocal spell moreso than the suggestion; chuckling filled the space of the table as Hannah stepped over to her newest volunteer, taking her purse and setting cash payments and generous tips under the silverware of each woman and her own, while whispering more of her magic into an unguarded ear.

"Come along with me," Hannah repeated, and she watched the eerily-still body move into action, just in-time for a stretch limousine to arrive next to the cafe. The driver got out and opened the car door, operating on the belief that Hannah was his most important client, and to be oblivious to anything happening in the back, concentrating on making the ride smooth for the magician and any new acquaintances she brought along. Hannah graciously-helped each woman rise and slip into the spacious back, letting the backstage portion of her performance continue.

The whispered chorus of "magic" and "believe" filled the enclosed space and reinforced everyone's trance, becoming a softer background music upon Hannah's continued lyrics.

"You'll trance as long as I wish...until your whole world is me."

Hannah altered her magical voice, letting it finally spread naturally outward instead of narrowing it to a single listener; it was a trick the magician had just began to master, not long after discovering she could imbue her potent magic into her voice the same way she could with other attributes and external objects. Eugenia, Gwen, and Patty all took the reshaping of their worlds to heart, willing to allow the duration of their trances to be decided by the one could think amongst them.

With Gwen and Patty seated across, Eugenia sitting next to Hannah made it easy to be physically guided to kneeling in-between everyone else, facing the green-eyed hypnotist. Wickedly, Hannah opened her eyes wider than before, intensifying the stare that Eugenia wanted to beg for but couldn't verbalize. Her need made her lean forward to crawl and close the distance, until her head was stopped by an unsheathed foot placing the ball of the foot against her lips.

"Worship," Hannah mouthed experimentally, finding the lack of sound didn't impeded the magic from reaching the woman filled with a sudden urge to show reverence to a silky foot with toes painted dark red. Soft kisses roamed across the foot holding Eugenia at bay, whose eyes shifted between green eyes and alabaster skin growing inexplicably, magically sexy to her.

"With what you know now, as the eye of the beholder..."

An impressive glassy gaze gave it her all to find its way back into the green pools, even as they drifted to the attributes of Hannah's foot before her, lips seeking to suck on playful toes. It lasted until both feet rose to Eugenia's face, covering her whole face, obstructing her vision as lips continued to helplessly kiss the arch and inner soles.

"...you really should've thought twice, about giving magic a cold shoulder."

Snaps meant for Patty and Gwen got the two observers to move their hands to place on the kneeling Eugenia's shoulders, bringing their bodies and exhaled "magic" and "believe" chorus even closer.

"Because now your shoulders are hot....your bodies feels sultry..."

Suddenly, all three blondes were kneeling, suggestions in the caverns of their minds turning the interior tropical, the climate change making their wares uncomfortable.

"Remove your clothes," she mouthed to no one specifically, and everyone disrobed with grateful moans, lightly stimulated by roaming feet stroking taut, smaller bodies.

"Gets you in the mood for the headiness of magic...subject to decadent, mystical, overpowering adultery..."

Unprompted, hands found wet folds and drenched stroking fingers while free hands and magical feet continued to raise temperatures. The air was steaming with sexual charges and spells all were bound to. Even Hannah herself found the need to lower her own skirt, before pulling Eugenia's mouth directly between her legs, bringing her closer to the magical eyes than she's been before.

"And then you'll go deeper for me...and then you'll be helpless to see..."

"Helpless to see" shaped the mind beneath platinum blonde as she lost herself in the glowing gaze. Eugenia was wide-eyed and wide mouth as she drove Hannah to the pleasurable heights magic bestowed.

"How the magic's in the music...and the music is in me..."

As Hannah reached her first orgasm from the trio, the immutable logic took hold in pliable minds, the unshakable connection between the magic, the music, and Hannah. She was magical, she was musical, she was where all of their attention stayed.

As the dominant magician uttered a long sigh, she stroked the head of the pet still licking her. Letting Eugenia almost reach another orgasm, she pulled upon platinum strands, giggling at the mewling sounds of complaint, leaning down to deposit the song's refrain directly to Eugenia.

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Yes..."

"Yes Goddess Hannah," came the dominant correction that made Eugenia tremble.

"Yes Goddess Hannah," quivering lips complied.

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Yes Goddess Hannah."

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Yes Goddess Hann....ahhhhh," Eugenia gasped as a hand slipped between her legs, sensual vibrations crashing against magical echoes within.

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Yesss....Goddess....mmm...Hannahhhhh."

"Do you believe like I believe?"

"Yes...oh yes....Goddess....yes.....Goddess Hannah...."

"And you believe this pleasure has direct correlation with the woman giving it. Your pleasure stems from Goddess Hannah. Isn't that right, Eugenia?"

"Yes...G-g-goddess Hannahhh...."

"This is your new belief...you can't refute...you can't refuse....you can't deny or dodge what your body aches for...what your mind surrenders to."

"Yes Goddess Hannah!"

"Your friends, your slave-sisters at the moment, speak of magic, they speak of belief, with every breath, as will you. I want you to take deep, deep breaths in my presence, breathing in my essence, breathing out everything else, uttering the name tingling on the tip of your tongue, tingling all the corners of your mind, and surging between your legs....take a deep breath, and utter my name."

"Goddess Hannah..."

"Gooood girls..." she praised her blonde slaves the mantra coalesced into a beautiful orchestra of submission.

"Magic..."

"Believe..."

"Goddess Hannah..."

"Magic..."

"Believe..."

"Goddess Hannah..."

"Magic..."

"Believe..."

"Goddess Hannah..."

Her feet toyed with the exposed flesh of her pets becoming aroused again.

"I know I told you all that your gratitude and your belief is reward enough for me, and I will keep my word there after obviously having won our little bet. But something tells me your gratitude will extend in ways you did not image at first. And your belief in magic may become addictive, for an entrancing experience you won't want to end as long as I'm around."

Their repetition, turned into smiles as the implication of their Goddess's words gave them hope that their sexual, mindless stupors could endure.

"And for as long as I'm in town, perhaps this experience will be perpetual, and lucrative. We may need to stop at a boutique or two to buy you all some new clothes because of...stains. And new clothes for me because of...desires," Hannah grinned.

"And speaking of desires..." the hypnotist slowly began to remove her clothing, allowing each woman to stutter over their repetition while fawning over her beautiful bare body.

"You do believe in magic....as you look upon my bodice...."

The words rung louder than any other sound, above traffic noises and deep breaths while she unbuttoned her blouse, unhooked her bra, and slid her skirt and panties off to give them a sight of the body they'd be worshiping.

"The hypnotic body of Hannah...you magical, mystical, musical Goddess..."