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Emilia Clarke regretted her decision to attend and sign autographs at "ThronesCon" almost immediately. Her agent had convinced her by telling her how much she'd make, both in an up-front appearance fee, and as she would get a cut of every $10 autograph she signed and $20 picture she took. But stepping into the convention hall, she instantly wished she had said no. A sea of sweaty nerds, almost all of whom would get too handsy in their photos with her or tell her how they were "meant to be together", or recite a love poem to her in some fake language...like she actually understood Dothraki.

Her security team escorted her through the back hallways and tunnels to avoid as much contact as possible, and she was shepherded into the small room where she would meet these dweebs on a one-on-one basis. "I should have charged way more for this", Emilia thinks to herself as the event organizer explained how things would go. Finally, a young, fairly attractive blonde with a giant camera around her neck walked into the room, pushing through the crowd, swinging her all-access pass.

"I'm so sorry I'm late. I had no idea there would be so many people here. It took forever to get through the crowd. My apologies, Ms. Clarke. I'm Cameron, I'll be the official photographer for you today. We don't let them use their phones for pictures, they have to buy them from us, so everyone who paid their $20 has to go through me. I'll try to be quick, I know these nerds can be grabby."

Emilia was appreciative of Cameron's mindset, the sooner she got through this the better. Eventually, it was time, and one-by-one, the paying customers filtered in for their change to meet the 'Mother of Dragons'. Emilia hid her disdain well, she was an actress after all, but she hurried them out as quickly as they could. Cameron also did a nice job of taking the photos quickly and directing people to leave, saying the photos were available down the hall at another stand.

About halfway through the day, Emilia began to change her mind about this whole thing. She rather liked having her picture taken. Every time that camera flashed, she felt a little bit better, a little bit nicer. Maybe it was just Cameron doing such a wonderful job with the photos of getting people in and out, but Emilia was truly glad Cameron was here.

Cameron worked hard thorughout the day, watching as her specially modified camera flash did a number on Emilia's subconscious. One flash would have no effect, so the customers wouldn't notice anything amiss, but dozens, or hundreds of flashes over the course of a day? That would change a person. Further, with the way she had programmed the camera, it was up to the person taking the photos how the subject would change. Cameron could see Emilia's personality lighten as the day went on, and pressed onward, knowing by the end of the day, Emilia would have a much different view of things than she did when the day started.
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Obviously, this is Emilia Clarke. Also obviously, this is an MC RP based on the story above. I prefer to dom, but if we've RP'd before and you'd like to dom, I can sub as well.

My RP rules:
1) F/F only. Sorry, I'm a lesbian, so no men in my stories
2) Please have an actual hypnosis story with some semblance of a plot. If you just come in with "look in to my eyes and take off your clothes", you're not getting responded to.
3) any other questions or comments? I'm happy to respond to those as well.

Description
Emilia Clarke regretted her decision to attend and sign autographs at "ThronesCon" almost immediately. Her agent had convinced her by telling her how much she'd make, both in an up-front appearance fee, and as she would get a cut of every $10 autograph she signed and $20 picture she took. But stepping into the convention hall, she instantly wished she had said no. A sea of sweaty nerds, almost all of whom would get too handsy in their photos with her or tell her how they were "meant to be together", or recite a love poem to her in some fake language...like she actually understood Dothraki.

Her security team escorted her through the back hallways and tunnels to avoid as much contact as possible, and she was shepherded into the small room where she would meet these dweebs on a one-on-one basis. "I should have charged way more for this", Emilia thinks to herself as the event organizer explained how things would go. Finally, a young, fairly attractive blonde with a giant camera around her neck walked into the room, pushing through the crowd, swinging her all-access pass.

"I'm so sorry I'm late. I had no idea there would be so many people here. It took forever to get through the crowd. My apologies, Ms. Clarke. I'm Cameron, I'll be the official photographer for you today. We don't let them use their phones for pictures, they have to buy them from us, so everyone who paid their $20 has to go through me. I'll try to be quick, I know these nerds can be grabby."

Emilia was appreciative of Cameron's mindset, the sooner she got through this the better. Eventually, it was time, and one-by-one, the paying customers filtered in for their change to meet the 'Mother of Dragons'. Emilia hid her disdain well, she was an actress after all, but she hurried them out as quickly as they could. Cameron also did a nice job of taking the photos quickly and directing people to leave, saying the photos were available down the hall at another stand.

About halfway through the day, Emilia began to change her mind about this whole thing. She rather liked having her picture taken. Every time that camera flashed, she felt a little bit better, a little bit nicer. Maybe it was just Cameron doing such a wonderful job with the photos of getting people in and out, but Emilia was truly glad Cameron was here.

Cameron worked hard thorughout the day, watching as her specially modified camera flash did a number on Emilia's subconscious. One flash would have no effect, so the customers wouldn't notice anything amiss, but dozens, or hundreds of flashes over the course of a day? That would change a person. Further, with the way she had programmed the camera, it was up to the person taking the photos how the subject would change. Cameron could see Emilia's personality lighten as the day went on, and pressed onward, knowing by the end of the day, Emilia would have a much different view of things than she did when the day started.
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Obviously, this is Emilia Clarke. Also obviously, this is an MC RP based on the story above. I prefer to dom, but if we've RP'd before and you'd like to dom, I can sub as well.

My RP rules:
1) F/F only. Sorry, I'm a lesbian, so no men in my stories
2) Please have an actual hypnosis story with some semblance of a plot. If you just come in with "look in to my eyes and take off your clothes", you're not getting responded to.
3) any other questions or comments? I'm happy to respond to those as well.