Alan had never meant for things to go so far. It was just supposed to be a fun little game you know? A fun little game… that spiraled out of control. All he had wanted to do was remind Sophie about the hypnotist they’d gone to see when they were eight. It had popped up into his memory one morning and he’d chuckled as he suddenly remembered Sophie clucking around like a chicken for a few minutes.
He didn’t think anything would happen. Who would? He hadn’t even entertained that idea at all. He’d walked up to her, a big smile on his face, and said the ‘magic words’.
“Shing Shan Shin.”
It was even in the exact same exaggerated foreign accent the hypnotist put on. He thought she’d laugh at him or blush and they’d both have a good memory.
Instead she had stiffened and stared at him with eyes utterly empty. He had faltered in his steps for a moment, blinking in shock but even then… he hadn’t really taken it seriously. Although he did frown a little, Sophie wasn’t exactly the pranking type. He’d tried to call out to her but… nothing. He’d shaken his head a little and decided to go on with the ‘joke’.
He told her to bend over… which she promptly did. Less in a sexual way and more like she was reaching down to touch her toes. He had laughed then, ordering her to jog in place and a few other things and all the while, she kept that blank expression. He thought they were playing a game together…
But it didn’t stop. No matter what… she would do it, all with that same blank expression and it was starting to… unnerve him.
“Alright, okay, let’s stop now.” He’d said but… nothing. She just stared deep into his soul with those same blank eyes. A note of real terror seeped into him and his heart had skipped a beat. He’d called out to her a few more times, telling her to stop, to knock it off but it was like he was talking to wood. He’d even reached out to grab her shoulder, to shake her, to tell her it wasn’t funny anymore and for her to stop…
And she’d stepped away.
He blinked at that, her first real response, but he was far past the point of thinking it was a game. He knew Sophie, they had grown up together, she was his friend. She… this wasn’t like her. She wouldn’t do this. But with a reaction given… his mind went from complete fear and panic to cautious curiosity.
The truth was beginning to dawn on him and it nearly toppled him to the ground.
“You’re… you’re really hypnotized!”
Thoughts like fire burned through him. ‘How?’ ‘What?’ ‘This can’t be… actually real right?’
He tried to touch her again, just her shoulder… but she shifted again. That was… strange. Why? If she was really hypnotized, why was she stepping away any time he tried to touch her? And if she was really hypnotized…
He didn’t really mean to say it.
He didn’t.
His mouth moved faster than his mind.
“Take off your shirt.” He had blurted out.
His eyes widen and he rushed to tell her to stop but-
“No.” Sophie said, in a tone that sent horrible shivers up his spine. There was no… person there.
But her answer surprised him.
“No?”
She didn’t respond.
Over the course of the next half hour, he, well, experimented. And the answers he found was both relieving… and mildly disappointing although he tried to bury those feelings down deep.
Sophie wouldn’t let him touch him and wouldn’t do anything inappropriate. At all. That, was good. It meant there wasn’t some sort of horrible, evil hypnotist out there taking advantage of people. But on the other hand, well… no, no. He was trying not to think about that stuff.
But the evil thoughts won. He wasn’t going to, to actually do anything! But he couldn’t help it. He wanted to… win. To figure out a way to get around the, restrictions. Absolutely nothing worked. On top of that… having Sophie be a… a dead eyed doll for him to play with was starting to freak him out more and more and he didn’t exactly know how to end the hypnosis…
Eventually, both thoughts collided and he said words that would last a lifetime.
“Sophie… perceive everything as completely normal.”
She blinked.
“Oh, hey Alan. Didn’t hear you come in. Did you knock?”
Alan felt like he had whiplash. Just like that, it was, over? Sophie was back to normal?
He reached out a hand and put it on her shoulder. She didn’t step away. She did, however, look down at it and back to him. Only then did the reality hit him of what he’d been doing and what he was currently doing. Sophie was his friend and he’d been-
Sophie put her hand on his shoulder.
“Hard day?”
“It’s… been… a lot to take in.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“Not… right now. Sophie, do you… remember anything? From the past hour or so.”
“Of course? I sat in my room, reading a new book. It’s mostly been pretty boring. Are you feeling okay? Or did something happen over the past hour?”
“Sophie… I’m going to try something okay? Don’t freak out.”
“Ok?”
This couldn’t work. It wouldn’t work. Sophie was going to slap him, cuss him out, glare at him. She was going to demand he explain himself. This, if the command had worked… if she was actually still hypnotized…
Alan took a deep shaky breath.
And grabbed her chest.
He froze, waiting for something to happen but Sophie just kept looking at him, waiting for him to do something.
“Sophie… I know I’m acting uh, a bit, strange but… what am I currently doing?”
She frowned.
“Your hand is on my shoulder, squeezing it?”
That wasn’t true at all. He’d moved it, to grab her breast. The thing he was currently squeezing wasn’t her shoulder at all.
His hand practically recoiled and he stepped back, eyes wide with panic.
“Alan?”
“I’m… I’ll come back later!”
The memories faded.
Yeah, that was how it had all begun but that wasn’t how it had stayed. He’d try to forget, to act normal, to… to be a good friend, a good person. But Sophie was still hypnotized. He…
He could do anything to her.
“Sophie, I’m here! Are you ready?”
“Yup! I’m already dressed.”
He walked from her living room to bed room and couldn’t help but smile wide. Sophie looked beautiful.
Especially as she was nearly naked.
Sophie took everything as normal. Everything. She always imagined that if she was doing something even slightly abnormal, as something else. In this case, he’d asked her, she thought she was wearing a really nice swim suit.
She was even almost correct.
It was a sexy Nurse Joy cosplay that covered… very very little. Times were tough for us all and Alan, well, he’d always had a bit of interest in dressing up others. Not a massive amount but he browsed around cosplay a bit here and there.
And oh boy, were people willing to pay for photos. He’d made sure to edit her face out of them, just another headless body for people to get off to, but he was still rolling in the money.
Sophie just thought he had gotten really into photography and fashion and was more than happy to help him model some different clothes options.
“Alright, now bend down and try to do a Jack-O pose with your ass in the air. But don’t try too hard and hurt yourself!”
“Yeah yeah, I’m not going to hurt myself by bending a little!”
He didn’t know everything that went through Sophie’s head, the more outlandish stuff the more her mind would have to pull out things that made no sense, in order to justify that things were normal. He knew, that she knew, she was posing. She probably just thought it was a much more, well, normal pose.
He immediately began to take some new photos with his phone. All the while, his eyes roamed over her body.
Sophie was… hot. Long blonde hair, ample cleavage, and her figure… she was the classic ‘Girl Next Door Type’. That kind of casual attractiveness that came from a nice smile and common but beautiful form. Seeing her like this, happily posing, he just wanted to grab her face and-
He gulped. He… he could do that… couldn’t he? But… no. It was wrong. He had to, to have limits or he’d go too far. No, no, that already was too far. This was too far.
“Alan? You okay?” Sophie asked, concerned.
“Huh? Oh! Yeah, yeah. I’m all done with the photos.”
“Alan, I’m really glad you’ve picked up some hobbies recently. But what about work?”
He had to be a little careful here.
“Uh, I found something that pays decently well from online. I’ve been able to cut back on my hours.”
That was actually true, now that he thought about it. It was just that it involved selling her photos in order to do it.
“Well, alright. I really enjoy hanging out like this, it’s been something new to try with you. We haven’t seen much of either recently, it feels like when we were kids again.”
Sophie laughed and Alan felt like someone had taken a dagger to his heart. This was wrong… he should stop… but looking at Sophie…
He wanted nothing more at that moment than to continue.
“Hey, Sophie? Um, could you… get naked?”
His heart was pounding. This was too far. The hypnosis would break or she’d reveal she’d been faking it this whole time or-
“Hmm? Okay.”
And before he could retract that command… if he even was going to… Sophie began to pull off the skimpy bra and panties she had been wearing, leaving her in her full nude glory. Soft supple skin, healthy glow, tiny nipples that poked out. It nearly took his breath away, looking at her, having her here in front of him, at his mercy.
He looked down, seeing where she kept herself tidy and hairless down below. He could grab her, pin her down and-
He was only a man. A man with too much power.
He grabbed her, sliding his arms around her… and she didn’t resist for a moment.
“Oh! If you wanted a hug Alan, you just needed to ask.” Sophie said, putting her arms around him and squeezing back.
Alan could feel his dick rising, pushing outwards, against Sophie’s body. Could feel her breasts against his chest, her nipples rubbing against his own. Could feel her smooth skin as he reached down and grabbed her ass, squeezing it tight. And all the while, she merely gave him a friendly hug, as if that was all he was doing. As if the only thing he was doing was hugging her tight.
He took a step back, momentarily thinking he’d broken free of his desires, satisfied them. He stared into Sophie’s emerald green eyes, into her small happy smile and cute face, and in that moment, something dark and joyfully malevolent awoke in him. Control and power and lust seized him.
He slapped her across the face. Hard.
His own eyes widened in shock at what he’d done. Guilt and joy gripped him at the same time, making him feel like the scum of the earth. His erect dick throbbed, as if he’d just been shown something so beautiful but so sudden that it physically hurt.
A red mark could already be seen across her face and as Sophie turned to look at him, the confusion on her face nearly stopped his heart in pure adrenaline fueled terror. Had that broken the geas? Did she know what was happening? Was she going to kill him?
“That’s strange… my face hurts a little for some reason. Did I bite my cheek or something?”
Alan’s mind froze and seemed to shudder for a moment. She hadn’t realized what had happened, at all but she still found it… strange. But strange things can be ‘normal’. Where was the line, where was the limit?
Clearly, actual physical violence was on the table.
He could slap her as much as he wanted.
That shook in some way.
“Uh, hey, Sophie? I’m going to head home now, ok?”
Sophie looked surprised, blinking at him.
“But you’ve just got here. All we’ve done is take a few photos and- Are you feeling okay Alan? You’ve been acting a bit, strange these past few weeks. You can talk to me about anything, you know that right? And vice versa. We’re friends.”
His heart clenched and a headache seemed to beat on him. He needed space and time.
“Y-Yeah. Of course. I’m just, not feeling well. So, I’m gonna, go. For now. See you tomorrow? And uh, you, you should put your clothes back on. Actual clothes.”
He left quickly, mind a mess.
*****
The next day, Alan couldn’t help himself. He had to know how far he could take things. At least, that’s what he told himself at the beginning but… honestly…
“And so that’s why they never-”
Slap
“..put… any spices into…”
He slapped her again, her cute confused face edging him on. Almost literally. This time, backhanded. Watching her head whip to the side, the red marks grow on her cheeks, and the confusion in her eyes, brought out a hunger he hadn’t known before. He wanted to play with her. To play with her face.
Sophie continued to try to talk about some recipe but he wasn’t really paying attention anymore. He reached up and grabbed her face, pinching her cheeks, and pulling it a little. She made such cute little faces and her voice sounded adorable.
Staring into those confused eyes, feeling that he could do anything, seeing her cute face… the same emotions from yesterday emerged inside him. He had limits, lines, rules, things he wouldn’t cross, boundaries he wouldn’t break. But every day… every day it felt like those boundaries got thinner and thinner. Like it was… okay.
It was okay, right? She… she wouldn’t even notice anything he did.
Staring into those beautiful green eyes of hers, he grabbed the side of her head.
And kissed her deeply.
He could feel her soft lips against his, feel her breath mix with his own, feel the heat and warmth. And she didn’t pull away, she just stood there, letting him do it. Not even realizing what he was doing. His heart pounded and beat faster, realization sinking in, but that only made him kiss her harder, push heavier against, feel his hands caress her cheeks and slide down her shirt, squeezing her chest.
He wanted to fuck her. In that moment, he wanted nothing more than to fuck her till she couldn’t breathe. But he couldn’t. He shouldn’t. This- This was already too far. He shouldn’t, he… he…
He could do other things.
He pulled away and was surprised by the warm smile on her lips. W-What?
“If you needed a friend to cuddle with for a second, you just had to say so. I don’t know what’s wrong, what you’re not telling me, but I’ll always be here for you.”
He gulped. Is that what she thought had just happened?
“Y-Yeah. Yeah. Yeah… you will.”
Alan took a deep breath and without even him knowing it… some restrictions in his mind fell away.
He pulled down his pants and underwear, slowly, staring into those eyes all the while as his cock was released onto the world.
“God, I want you, you stupid hypnotized bitch. Your mouth… kissing you felt amazing. Your lips feel amazing. And… get on your knees and give me a blowjob already.”
He thought it would work. No, he knew it would. That original command made him able to do anything he wanted to her. Allowed him to tell her to do anything he wanted her to do.
And he was correct. As soon as the words slipped him, with a small smile, but a confused one like he’d said something strange in the moment, she got onto her knees. Moments later, he let out a light gasp of air, as he felt warm lips around his cock, slowly caressing his shaft. Going up and down his dick, slowly wetting it, her breath coiling around it.
She was really doing it. She was really sucking him off.
The pleasure coursed up into his brain and it wasn’t just the feeling of her lips. He looked down into her eyes and saw no recognition there but she wasn’t just some doll either. It was the eyes of Sophie but more like she was enjoying a food or a popsicle then lewd.
…Feeling how she was licking up and down his shaft, that might be exactly what she thought she was doing.
Honestly, Alan didn’t care very much. Her mind would figure out some sort of excuse. It was interesting to ask what she thought she was doing but she kept asking if he was okay because of it, worried something was going on with him. Right now, all he cared about was the pleasure she was giving him. That Sophie, his childhood friend, was pleasuring him.
She would never have done this normally.
And at that same moment, he realized it wasn’t enough.
He didn’t want her to give him a blowjob. He wanted to fuck her face.
“Sorry Sophie.” He said, getting a questioning mumble he could feel vibrate through his dick.
He grabbed the back of her head and thrusted. He stared down, watching her eyes go wide, feeling her gag slightly, feeling more pleasure practically explode in his brain from the both the sight and the depth his dicks had reached.
Then he pulled back and did it again. And again. And again. Speeding up, going faster, going harder, before her face was less a mouth and more his own personal onahole to use. He didn’t stop and she didn’t struggle, which only made it all the better. Finally, after who knew how many minutes, he felt the ecstasy rise to a fever point…
And came deep down her throat.
He held her there, her face pressed up against his dick, moaning as he emptied his balls into her mouth. Finally, he pulled out, making sure to wipe his cum on her cheek a little.
She began to cough the moment his dick was free.
“That-” Cough “That was an… intense popsicle. The taste was… why is it bitter? And… salty? That was a really nasty popsicle…” Sophie asked in confusion.
The smile on Alan was as bright as the sun.
*****
The next week was… well… Alan would like to think he didn’t go too far. He never went all the way, at least.
But that was less because of his self control and more because he couldn’t get enough of the things he had started enjoying. He never knew he had a fetish for, maybe teasing? He really didn’t have a good name for it besides that he loved to play with Sophie’s face.
Licking her cheeks, caressing the sides of it with his own, pulling and tugging on them to make her look funny, pinching them a little, slapping her across the face, slapping her across the face with his dick repeatedly, and kissing her deeply and passionately.
All while she stood there, looking confused, sometimes leaning into it like she was doing something else. It was nearly perfect, especially in some of her different cosplays.
But of course… the best part was fucking her face. Feeling her tongue and lips, cumming down her throat, and he’d gotten a bit more rough over time with it. He gagged her with his cock, thrusting so hard she choked a bit, and a few times he simply held her head down to the base and pinched her nose closed.
Her eyes would go wide and she’d really start gagging then but Alan never took that so far she actually passed out. She would splutter a lot though and say she “Nearly choked on her popsicle.” which only sparked more lust in him.
Today was another day. And this time, he’d come to terms with things. He wanted to go all the way today. He had been fantasizing about it since he’d gotten up actually. He wasn’t really hurting anyone and Sophie and him were having fun. He was even earning a bit of extra money so he could now spend more time with her, although she had been seeming more and more worried over time, which was a bit odd. Her conversations topics would drift to some of the ‘strange’ actions she had been doing a little bit. It was… a bit off putting but it wasn’t too bad. She’d ask him about things he had never done or said, which was always strange. Just a reminder that was living a totally different experience then him and not always a bad one.
Although she still hated “those popsicles you keep bringing.”
The second he walked in the door and saw her face however… he knew something was very wrong. She seemed… not exactly scared, but like she was… uneasy.
“Alan! Oh, thank god you’re here, I’ve been wanting to talk to you. Did you get my texts?”
He had, actually, but he hadn’t really paid much attention. That hurt a bit. She’d said for him to come over as fast as he could but he assumed it was just, well, nothing. Or some horny order he’d given her about texting he’d forgot. He didn’t think something might’ve actually been wrong. He knew he’d been a bit… focused on her beautiful body and mouth, but he was still her friend. They still had lives to live.
“What’s going on?”
“Alan… I think something is going on. I’ve been feeling… different lately. Not really, weird, it’s all been pretty normal but it’s just… different.”
Alan could feel his heart begin to speed up as he heard those words. There’s no way, right?
“Different… how?”
“I don’t know. It’s… my jaw’s been sore. Really sore. And I have all these outfits I don’t remember buying. And the rest of my body has felt sore and exhausted and my cheeks hurt for some reason. I’ve been having… terrible dreams. Absolutely terrible dreams, like I’m stuck in a box and someone is watching me from the outside. Messing with me. I just… I feel like I’m going crazy.”
“That’s… I don’t think you’re going crazy. Maybe you’re just tired?”
“I… yeah, I am. I just don’t know. It feels like I’m losing time or connection or something sometimes. I know that we’ve been a lot closer recently. Do you think… whatever you’re going through is related?”
Alan’s mind and heart were racing. She knew. No, no. She didn’t know but… she was experiencing… side effects. Side effects to what he’d been doing and while they may all seem normal, all the different things separately were anything but weird, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t notice her body being tired or hurting from what he did.
But he couldn’t stop. In fact, it only made him want to do more… What else would she learn and figure out? What would she perceive? He was worried, but he was mostly just worried she’d figure out the truth. But… his heart did squeeze a bit. This was supposed to be, harmless. That she would never notice any of it, that there would be no side effects, that she would always remain ignorant of what he was doing.
But like he said… he couldn’t stop.
“I don’t think so. And I told you, there isn’t anything going on. I just like spending time with you now that I can. In fact… let’s spend a lot more time together you whore.”
Alan smiled, especially as Sophie smiled back at him. She probably thought he’d called her a cute nickname. It was honestly hilarious and helped lighten the mood. But he couldn’t wait anymore.
“Sophie… strip naked. Do it slowly you bitch.”
Slowly, as if a private strip tease just for him, Sophie began to get naked. Her gorgeous body a work of art in his eyes. He could already feel his dick rising and this time, he quickly joined her in nudity.
He’d thought about this, all week in fact. He couldn’t get the image out of his mind of what he wanted to do to her. And now, he wasn’t going to hold himself back anymore. Couldn’t. He glanced at the bed, but they wouldn’t be needing it.
“Turn around and bend over.”
Sophie did so, blissfully unaware, but he didn’t miss the look on her face. It was concerned. Alan’s heart skipped a beat. He worried, worried that one day all this would end, that Sophie would wake up and realize what he’d been doing and looks like that… only increased that worry.
But that was washed away as she did what he said and he looked down, staring at her gorgeous ass. He didn’t hesitate a moment, grabbing and squeezing her cheeks, hard.
“Ah!” Sophie cried out, only fueling the lust inside Alan more.
He couldn’t wait anymore.
He grabbed her hips, positioned his dick just right…
And slammed into her as hard as he could.
“AH!” Sophie cried out again, much louder this time.
But Alan wasn’t done. As pleasure coursed up inside him from his dick like white fire washing him away, his eyes only had sight for her ass, her pussy, her vagina. He squeezed, gripping her hard, and slid out slowly, oh so slowly, before ramming himself into her again.
He was inside her, he was inside Sophie, fucking her. It was everything he ever dreamed of.
“A-Alan! It’s… happening again. My body feels… different.”
It got better!
Alan didn’t hold back this time, slamming into Sophie and pulling out, thrusting harder and faster, hearing her squawk in surprise.
“A-Alan!”
“Y-Yeah Sophie?” He tried to keep his voice steady but it was hard, especially as he didn’t slow down for a moment.
“I feel…ah… I can’t… ah… I don’t know how to describe it. It’s normal… but…”
It sounded like Sophie was struggling even as moans slipped out of her mouth and her pussy tightened around his dick.
“D-Describe it.” Alan managed to get out in a grunt.
Even as Alan continued to fuck her, continued to ram into her pussy and groan in the joy of sex, he tried to listen to Sophie.
“I… feel… good? And… bad. And my body feels… shaky? And it… hurts. It hurts? I don’t… I don’t know.”
Those words were too much. Alan had known their’d be side effects now but he didn’t realize how great hearing Sophie talk about what he was doing, but not know what he was doing, would be.
He rammed harder, faster, wanting to hear more of what she had to say. And in a way, he got his wish. Sophie tried to speak, but he couldn’t hear her.
Her moans were too loud.
Something in him finally sparked and all barriers seemed to vanish at that moment. It was a like dark fire had risen up and he truly spoke from his heart as he pounded Sophie’s pussy.
“You’re mine. My toy. You’re so beautiful and you’re all mine. I love you Sophie. I love your beautiful body. I love fucking you like a whore and makind you do whatever I say. For now and forever… you’re mine.”
He grabbed Sophie roughly, pulling her up to where her head was level with his own, dick still inside her. And then, he forced her head to the side and kissed her deeply. That was the last step, his dick erupting into pleasure, as he came deep inside her.
And for a moment, a brief instant, he saw her eyes widen, her breath hitch, and a look he’d never forget. Like she was seeing him, really seeing what was happening to her.
And then as quick as it came, it was gone. And as his cum dripped down her leg and he pulled his lips away from her, her eyes went from confusion to a warm smile. She spoke earnestly, from the heart.
“I love you too Alan. You’re my best friend and I know you’ll always be there for me.”
One of his hands gripped her breast while the other hand reached down, rubbing the pussy his erect dick was still inside.
“I know Sophie. I know.”
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