Hypno Sis 1

Andy Summers was 19, and had just finished his first year of college. He was a psychology major, and in addition to his normal first year classes, he had sat in some advanced classes so he would have a head start when it was time for him to take them for real. The best one was a hypnotism class, taught by the most respected teacher on campus.

Dr. Martin knew Andy didn’t belong there, but he allowed the boy to sit in anyway, because Andy had a way of asking questions that allowed the professor to explain more difficult concepts to the whole class better. Besides, the boy was quite adept and showed great promise.

That summer, Andy spent back at home, moving in with his single mother and younger sister to save money. The day he got home, they both welcomed him to his old room and were happy to see him.

His mom looked the same, curvy hips and a nice bubble butt with the same generous “B” cup breasts that still stood proudly off her chest, and her youthful face hadn’t aged at all. His sister was a different story, though. The little stick girl he remembered was gone, replaced by a beautiful young woman who’s breasts were really starting to develop into small b cups that shared the same shape as their mothers.

Ms. Lori Summers worked as a waitress at the local diner, picking up every shift the manager would schedule her for. That job was the sole means of support for the family of three. She had inherited the house from her paternal grandfather, so it was free and clear, but for yearly taxes.

The day Andy got back, she had given up a morning shift to see her son home, but she was working a double that afternoon and evening to make up for it. The diner hired plenty of teenage girls as “waitresses” but they spent most of their shifts working the glory holes in the bathrooms or servicing truckers in their rigs, so it was pretty much on her to deliver food and coffee to the tables. Lori was much too proud and proper to prostitute herself, so all she did was wait tables for regular tips. Her boss Mal was constantly pressuring her to take on some additional duties, but she always managed to laugh it off as she declined.

Andy’s sister was in her room, using her computer, when he stood in her doorway. She saw him there and turned the monitor off hurriedly, looking a little guilty.

“Looking at porn, Ashley?” he grinned. She blushed and shook her head no, but he knew better. “Anything interesting? Anything you want to watch with me?”

“No, Andy, for your information, I was in a chatroom, not… that!” she replied. “What do you want?”

He came in and sat on her bed. “Well, I’d say it was something you weren’t supposed to be doing, judging from the look on your face. Something you don’t want mom to know about… I wonder what she would find if she checked your page history?”

“Oh my god, Andy, don’t say anything to her, please? Okay, you were right, I was looking at porn, but no, it’s not anything I’m proud of, and definitely not anything I want you to watch with me. It’s kinda embarrassing, actually.”

“I won’t tell on you, Ashley.” Andy said, smiling reassuringly. “Not if you agree to let me hypnotize you. I learned how to do it in college this year, and I wanted you to volunteer, but if you don’t have a choice… That’s okay, too.”

“You want to hypnotize me?” Ashley sounded intrigued. “And if I do, you won’t tell mom?”

“I wasn’t gonna tell mom anyway,” he admitted. “Frankly, it’s none of her business that you like to watch porn, is it? I mean, it’s your computer, and if you can watch what you want.”

“Thanks, Andy,” she gushed, sounding vastly relieved. “I don’t mind if you hypnotize me. If it even works, that is. Everything I’ve read about it says it’s a hoax, except the porn stories on the internet.”

“I’m quite good at it, and I can prove to you it works,” Andy said, smiling. “I can give you a post hypnotic suggestion to carry out after you’re awake, and you’ll find yourself doing something, but you won’t be able to stop until it’s done. That’s the only thing you’ll remember from the session, too, if I tell you to forget when you’re under.”

“What are you going to make me do?” she asked, wildly curious now. “Cluck like a chicken? Bark like a dog? Can you make study better? I hate doing my math homework. Can you make me study better?”

“I can do all those things, Ashley. You want to do your math homework easier? No problem. Except I’ll make you do it topless while I watch. Still want to volunteer?”

She giggled. “That’s what they do in the porn stories.” The smile faded from her lips, and suddenly, she looked worried. “Andy, I’ve never done anything with a boy before. Well, I let Brad Bradford kiss me at the school dance last year, but I didn’t kiss him back. I pushed him away and never spoke to him again.”

“So, my little sister is a total virgin? That’s something I didn’t know before. Thanks for telling me.” Andy grinned wickedly. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you remember everything. Every girl should remember her first time, don’t you think?”

“Yes, I want to remember what you make me do, but I don’t want to be so scared that I say no and have to make you stop,” she said. “Can you hypnotize me so I’m not scared?”

“That’s what the hypnosis is really for,” he told her. “I can’t make you do anything you really don’t want to do, but I can take away your fears and inhibitions, so that you are brave enough to do things that would normally scare you into inaction. That’s all it really does. Well, it can make you believe you’re someplace your not, like visiting memories that seem more real than when it happened.”

“Yeah, do that!” she said eagerly. “What do I have to do? Stare at a swinging watch or necklace, right? Do you have one?”

“I don’t use those,” he told her. “I hypnotize people with just my voice. Lay down on you bed, arms and legs straight, close your eyes, relax, and just breathe normally. Listen to my voice; the only voice you hear is mine. Listen to my voice and just relax.”

“Okay, Andy,” she said, laying down and closing her eyes. Her breathing went steady as she relaxed and listened to him.

“Just my voice and your imagination, Ashley. I want you to imagine a glowing ball of light. It’s not too bright, but you have to lift your head a little to see it clearly. Can you see the ball of light, Ashley?”

“Yes, I can see it.” she said. Her voice was low and slow already, he noted. She was a great subject!

“It’s okay to close your eyes if that helps you see it more clearly, Ashley,” he told her. “Just breathe nice and slow, look at the glowing ball, and listen to my voice.”

She went under rather quickly, so he spent a few minutes deepening her subconscious state, implanting the need to obey his commands and a phrase to get her back to this state without the need for being alone with him or even realizing what he was doing.

“Ashley, I want you to tell me about the porn you were watching,” he told her, so she sighed and a crease formed between her eyes for a moment.

“It wasn’t what I was interested in; I was watching it because Amanda told me it was one of her fantasies, so I checked it out.” Amanda was her very best friend in the world, and lived just down the road. They had sleepovers at each other’s houses nearly every weekend, taking turns hosting.

Tomorrow night was Friday, and it was Amanda’s turn to come here for the weekend. Andy grinned, because Amanda was a little sexpot, just like Ashley. She was a brunette, about five feet tall, and beginning to show the curves that she would fully develop in a few short years.

“She told me to watch a video about two girls in a house by themselves, and a guy breaks in. They never find out who he is, but he knows them, so he has to hide his face. He ties them up and has his way with them, and she said that the helplessness of them was what turned her on so much. All she could think about was being one of those girls, she told me, and that’s what gave me the idea.

He bound their hands behind their backs and made them do everything. He put it between their breasts and they had to suck it, then he turned them over and made them get on their knees, with their butts up in the air.