Quinn Vs. Midara Stage Magician

Unsure if the scent was from the hypnotism or actually coming off Irene, Quinn tried to force her away in case it was the latter, forgetting to have showmanship as he was still a bit groggy from the recent trance.

Flash Strike

(Flash Strike -roll 10- Success)
(Mesmerizing Scent -roll 36, 94- Success)

As Quinn ducked in to slash her he realized the new scent was very much real. One whiff of it causing his whole body to relax and slow down long enough for Irene to catch him. "Shh. Relax." She whispered in his ear. Guiding him to take another deep breath as she rested his head on her bosom.

Quinn: 6 Willpower + Bound + Defense Down 0/1
Irene: 17 Stamina + Wish Fulfillment 1/3

His body began giving up on him as the sweet relaxing scent invaded his sensitive nose, and he would of fallen to the ground if Irene wasn't holding him. The only part of him that hadn't given up yet was his mind, although it was close to doing so.

Struggle

(Struggle -roll 36- Success)

He wasn't done for just yet. His mind pulled free of the lavender scented haze, despite how tempting it was to give in and sink into the scent.

Quinn: 6 Willpower + Defense Down 0/1
Irene: 16 Stamina + Wish Fulfillment 1/3

Quinn scrambled away from Irene as a hum he was getting familiar with returned as his sword, giving him a chance to attack Irene with a blade of wind will staying out of her scent's range... hopefully.

Gale Slash

(Gale Slash -roll 81- Fail)
(Hypnotic Scent -roll 33- Fail)

Still groggy from the scent Quinn's slash missed. Irene held out her arms, tempting him to return to her sweet smelling embrace.

Quinn: 6 Willpower + Defense Down 1/1
Irene: 16 Stamina + Wish Fulfillment 2/3

He didn't return to her embrace, nor did he approach to attack her at the moment. All Quinn did was try to catch his breath, hoping that he could do that without catching her scent as well.

Calming Breath

(Calming Breath -roll 93- Fail)
(Hypnotic Scent -roll 38- Success)

Quinn took a deep breath, and got a huge lungful of that sweet, seductive scent. He found himself unconsciously stumbling towards Irene as she waited for him with arms outstretched. His mind sinking back into relaxed submission.

Quinn: 4 Willpower + Defense Down + Hypnotized
Irene: 16 Stamina + Wish Fulfillment 3/3

With how big of a breath he was trying to take to calm himself down, her hypnotizing scent filled his lungs and mind completely, destroying any thoughts of resistance as he stumbled over to her and threw himself face first into her breasts.

Surrender

(Surrender)

"Good boy." Irene cooed as her scent overtook him. "Focus on my scent. Let it make you sleepy, happy, and maybe a little bit horny." She said with a wink as her breasts accommodated him like a perfect pair of pillows.

The dog boy began letting out small yawns followed by deep whiffs of her scent, the expression on his face clearly showing him to be as happy as he could be, and the tent in his pants showing the same for his horniness.

"Don't you love this. Being deeply entranced by your mistress and her lovely, seductive, scent." Irene cooed, giving him another lungful of the smell as her thigh began to tease his hard on.

Quinn mindlessly nodded as he continued acting like a submissive puppy, with light howls being drawn out of him as her thighs squeezed the tent in his pants.

"Whenever you catch a whiff of this scent you'll return to this place of horny, submissive obedience, won't you Quinn." Irene purred as her thighjob sped up. The endless pleasure helping her words sink deep into his mind as her fishnet stockings heightened the sensation.

Quinn gave some more weak nods of agreement as his howling got louder until they eventually turned into moans.

"Good boy." Irene said with a smile. Patting Quinn on the head as her thighjob reached a searing climax. "Now be a good boy and cum for me." She ordered. Her smooth legs and seductive scent working together to push him over the edge.

Quinn let out a finale moan, the loudest one yet, as he fired his seed between the stage performer's fishnet stocking covered thighs.

(If you want to give him a weakness specific to Irene and/or a more general weakness, feel free to)

"Good boy. Now go ahead and enjoy the show. Don't forget to meet me at my trailer afterwards." The magician said with a smile as she returned him to his seat.

(Quinn has gained a weakness.

Choose one (or more if you'd like):

Hypnosis: Quinn rolls his attempt to remove his first stack of hypnotized with disadvantage.

Performers: Willpower attacks with a flare for showmanship do +1 damage.

Stockings: Willpower attacks utilizing stockings deal +1 damage.)

Quinn took his seat and eagerly got ready to watch the rest of her show. Irene had probably just made Quinn a fan of her for life.

The rest of the show was a bit more traditional. With Irene showing off various slight of hand tricks and misdirection. Each one stylish and impressive in it's own right, and it was hard to ignore how attractive the one performing them was. With an acrobatic finale the show wound down and Irene gave her water audience a big bow.

With the show coming to an end, Quinn started applauding her, even if he didn't know if others were going to do the same or not.

The crowd joined in applauding her. Quinn could almost have sworn that Irene winked at him as she bowed. The crowd began to trail out as things wound down.

Quinn joined the crowd leaving the tent so he could head to her trailer... wherever it was. Realizing that he didn't know where it was, he just hoped that he had enough time with her scent to be able to pick up a faint whiff of it and follow it to her trailer.

With his nose in the air Quinn was able to follow Irene's now familiar scent to the back of the tent where a spacious trailer was awaiting him.

She told him to meet her at her trailer, but didn't specify if he was allowed to go in it, so not wanting to invade her privacy, Quinn took a seat on the steps of her trailer and waited for her to arrive.