Mom & Sis Mind Control 1: I Dare You To Hypnotize Your Sister
Enough was enough! I was sick and tired of mom and sis always fighting. Was it too much to expect some peace and quiet when I got home?
The last straw came when mom burst in and slammed my door. She was at her wit’s end and was willing to do anything to get Jezebel, her 19-year-old daughter, under control.
Unbeknownst to her, I had the perfect solution…
I'd had a long, hard day at work and all I wanted to do was come home, relax and watch some sports. Alas, that wasn't meant to be. Mom and sis had been practically at each other's throats the last few days and the first thing I heard when I walked in the door was mom screaming at sis that she'd better shape up or she was going to be shipped out.
Sis was 19, but had never had any more responsibility than caring for a goldfish. And she couldn't even do that properly.
"Can't you two call a truce or something?" I shook my head as I walked to my room and set my briefcase down.
Mom came in after me and slammed the door hard enough that a picture fell off the wall and busted on the floor.
"Geez. What is it this time?" I took off my shirt and tossed it on the bed.
"Jezebel is fertile and insists that she wants to get pregnant. Says she's going out to a club and getting - her words: knocked up." Mom spat, venom practically spewing out of her mouth. "Can you believe that girl? What am I going to have to do to keep her out of trouble? Put her in chains?"
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I hadn't told anyone this - let alone my own mother - but I'd been taking some underground courses in hypnosis. But the way things were going if something wasn't done soon a fucking war was going to break out.
"What can I do, Mark? She won't listen to me anymore!" Mom whined.
I opened my briefcase and pulled out a sophisticated looking device - they called it simply "the scanner" and showed it to my mother. This wasn't your grandfather's gold watch hypnosis, this was much, much deeper. And longer lasting.
But maybe I could finally get some fucking peace and quiet around here.
"Honey? What's that?" Mom pointed to the futuristic-looking contraption.
I smiled smugly. "The answer to all your problems. And mine."