Key: FD, MF, MC,
Description: With Ethan hypnotized, Marissa decides to put on a little hypnosis show all her own.
Ethan sat in his chair with this head slumped forward and his arms hanging limply at his sides. He was hypnotized, that much was clear, but what exactly to do with him? Marissa looked over her friend's grown son, who seemed to be in that awkward stage of life where they are technically an adult but still somewhat stuck in a childish mindset. That, coupled with his comment about her age, had put Marissa in a bit of a mood for payback.
“Alright, Ethan.” she said calmly. “You’ve been hypnotized before, on stage, where you put on a little show. And now you’re going to put on a little show for me tonight.” She made her way back to her chair and sat down, leaning back with a smile. “Ethan, when you wake up in a moment, you’re going to find yourself completely enamored with me as a hypnotist. You’re going to be my biggest fan, it will be a great honor to have met me, and you’ll want to do everything you can to get me to hypnotize you. Understand, little Ethan?”
Ethan’s head nodded slowly and she thought she heard a very faintly whispered “yes”. It was more than enough for her to continue.
“Very good, Ethan. Waking up on three and following your suggestions. One…two…three…wide awake!” she said with a smile. Deep down, part of her knew she shouldn’t really be too rough on him. He was, after all, her friend's son, but…she was enjoying the power that hypnosis could give her over someone. Especially someone so young and handsome.
Ethan’s eyes blinked as life came back into his body. He sat up like he had just woken up from falling asleep at the table, stretched out, then looked at Marissa. The moment he did his entire expression changed. It was as if he had just met his childhood hero…or heroine as the case may be. “Oh, wow! You, you really are a hypnotist aren’t you, Miss Schlummer?!” he asked excitedly.
Marissa’s posture shifted into something more confident and seductive without her realizing it. “Why yes…yes I am.” she answered with a teasing eyebrow wiggle. “And if you’re not careful I’ll hypnotize you, little Ethan. Make you a good little boy.” She winked playfully but inside she cringed at saying something so flirty to the little boy who grew up across the street.
Ethan, however, seemed even more excited by the prospect. “Oh this is awesome! I bet you could make me do anything, just snap your fingers and down I’d go. You’d never do that though, you wouldn’t like to show off or anything. That would be…that would be rude of me to ask you to just put me down, right? "Please…Miss Schlummer?”
Marissa wasn’t sure if it was the suggestion or some kind of latent interest in hypnosis that was pushing him so hard, although his enthusiasm again reminded her of the little boy who ran around her backyard shouting about aliens. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, little Ethan.” she said in a more seductive tone than she intended, leaning forward against the table to seem as authoritative as she could. “You’d like me to just snap my fingers…and put you back to sleep? Hmmm?”
“I should not be doing this!” Marissa screamed in her mind. “Although it is fun.” she concluded.
Ethan could barely contain himself as he bounced excitedly. “Yeah that would be great! Could you please,Miss Schlummer? Just once?”
“Just once huh? Well, alright little Ethan, since you asked nicely. Three…two…one…and sleep!” she said confidently as she snapped her fingers. To her delight Ethan’s excited expression disappeared almost instantly as he slumped forward against the kitchen table. She had expected him to look like he was a little boy sleeping. Instead, in front of her was a young man, one who was completely under her hypnotic sway. “Very nice.” she said, unintentionally out loud.
Ethan, in his hypnotized state, didn’t seem to notice or care what she had said. He just laid there, face plastered to the kitchen table. His left hand slowly slid along the table top before falling off the table and hanging limp at his side.
Marissa smiled and leaned in a bit closer, admiring his relaxed and passive face. “I shouldn’t push this.” she thought to herself. “But what's one more little indulgence?” she thought as she finally gave in to her own temptation. “Ethan…” she said aloud in a soothing voice, “When you wake up you’ll want to get a picture with me. You’ll want to get as close as you can to take a selfie with me. But the moment your camera goes off, you’ll freeze completely solid in place. No thoughts, no worries, just a blank, empty mind. Completely still and solid.” She sighed to herself, she knew if this worked she’d be pushing a line, but…it was a harmless line, wasn’t it?
She watched as Ethan just sat there, head against the table, the rest of his body completely slack and relaxed. “One…two…three…. wide awake!” she said with the slightest hint of nervousness in her voice.
Ethan blinked awake and sat up again, looking at Marissa with a smile. “That was awesome! Thank you Miss Schlummer!” he said as he leaned back and reached into his pocket to pull out his cell phone. But as he did the motion caused his shirt to slide up just long enough for Marissa to catch a glimpse of his stomach. It was also long enough for her to notice that he seemed to be in incredibly good shape.
“Ethan…” she started, trying to sound casual and hide her nervousness.“Do you…work out?” she asked.
“Huh?” he said as he quickly unlocked his phone. “Oh, yeah, my roommate works at the gym and gives me free advice. I figured that since I spend so much time on the computer I need something to stay in shape.” He answered absentmindedly, looking up at Marissa eagerly. “Can I get a picture with you? My friends won’t believe that I met you if I don’t!”
Marissa hesitated for a moment. She hadn’t thought of the fact that making him take a picture would leave photographic evidence. “Alright.” she conceded to her own idea with slight hesitation. She could always just suggest he delete the photo afterwards.
“Awesome!” Ethan said before excitedly getting up and running over to Marissa. He threw his arm around her shoulder and leaned down putting his chest right next to her face and holding up the phone quickly. Marissa was taken aback by the flurry of action and barely had time to look at the camera before Ethan said “Smile!” The flash went off…and he went completely still.
Marissa blinked from the flash a bit but then slowly turned her head so she could look up at Ethan. A smile was frozen on his face and he was breathing slowly right next to her. His arm was wrapped around her shoulder and her head was pulled to his chest. For a moment she relaxed and just let her face feel the muscles under his shirt, and let herself take a slow, deep breath. “Holy shit do you smell good…” she admitted to herself. “I shouldn’t do this…I shouldn’t do this…I shouldn’t do this!” kept repeating over and over again in her mind.
And then curiosity got the better of her. She slowly moved her hand and lifted up Ethan’s shirt just a bit to admire his stomach. As she had suspected, the boy had a very faint outline of a six-pack. She looked up at his frozen expression and swallowed. “Don’t do this…” she thought to herself as her body moved and her hand slowly caressed along his stomach and felt his muscles.
As her hand continued to caress him she inhaled deeply. His natural scent filled her lungs as she felt the firmness of his body under her hands. “I can make him forget. No one will know.” And just like that her decision was made.
“Ethan,” she asked softly, “If I gave you suggestions purely for my benefit, would you follow them? Would you comply…would you forget when I told you to?” There was a slight hesitation in her voice as she asked.
“Yes” was Ethan’s only reply. He managed to do it without even moving his lips, instead mumbling a slow response through his teeth.The response took less than three seconds, but it felt like a lifetime to Marissa.
“Well.” she thought to herself, “Here goes nothing.” And then she raised her fingers up in front of Ethan’s face and snapped them. “Sleep Ethan!” she said as the young man went limp and fell into her lap. She caught him, although he was much heavier than she expected. She took a moment to stroke his now sleeping face, swallowed, and gave in to her desires.
Marissa leaned in and whispered into Ethan’s ear. “Ethan…little Ethan…in a moment I am going to snap my fingers. And when I do you are going to open your eyes and enter a waking trance. You're going to still be deeply hypnotized, deeply asleep. But your body will move as if you are awake. It will follow my suggestions, no matter what I ask you to do. Understand Ethan?” She tried to keep her voice slow and seductive in order to keep herself calm, but it wasn’t working.
“Yes…I understand…” Ethan said in a slow, monotone voice.
“Good boy.” Marissa whispered and then steadied herself. “This is it.” she thought as she snapped her fingers. She watched nervously as Ethan slowly opened his eyes and leaned off of her then stood up. He stared into space, not really acknowledging anything at all. “Ethan, can you hear me?” Marissa asked, again trying to hide her nervousness.
“Yes.” came Ethan’s awake but still passive reply.
“Ethan, take your shirt off for me please.” she said as confidently and seductively as she could manage. To her relief Ethan moved almost instantly and raised his hand up behind his head, grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled it up and off of his body in one smooth motion.
At that point Marissa was faced with the rather in shape body of a twenty year old man. All nervousness, all hesitation, and all pretext that this was the little boy that grew up across the street vanished in the blink of an eye. This was a man, and he was hypnotized and willing to follow her suggestions, her lead. Marissa stood up and moved her palm along his stomach and along his chest. She smiled to herself as she let herself enjoy the feeling of his body. “Ethan, you’ll follow me into the bedroom now…knowing what that means. Won’t you Ethan.” it was stated more as a command than a suggestion.
“Yes.” came the response, smooth, clear, and without hesitation.
Marissa smiled and took his hand. “This way, big boy.” she said seductively as she led him into her bedroom. She closed the door behind them because this felt, somehow, like it was something she should keep extra secret.
Once inside she moved Ethan to just in front of the bed and had him stand there, sliding her hands along his body and feeling up every muscle and curve of his form. She smiled up at him and almost laughed to herself as she undid his pants and slowly moved them down his legs. His boxers were already tight. “Happy to see me aren’t you now, Ethan?” she said more confidently this time.
“Yes.” was his slow, matter of fact reply.
She giggled to herself at how responsive he was and then pulled down his boxers, revealing little Ethan’s manhood. “Good boy” she said more to herself than him. Her hands slid up his body as she stood back up, wrapping one hand around his manhood to slowly stroke, while sliding the other behind his head. “Have you been with a woman, Ethan?” she asked seductively. Not really knowing which answer she was hoping for more.
“No.” came Ethan’s reply. Flat and monotone. No hesitation, no embarrassment.
Marissa paused for a moment as the realization of what she was about to do weighed on her thoughts. “Ethan,” she started as seriously as she could, “do you want to be…with me tonight?” she hesitated. “It’s ok if you say no…but…”
“Yes.” Ethan said, cutting her off.
“Well that's decided!” she said to herself as her hesitation vanished. She leaned Ethan’s head down and kissed him, deeply and intimately. Ethan’s first, and one of Marissa’s most enjoyable. She let the kiss linger for a long, long while, half to steady her nerves, and half because she was just enjoying it.
When she finally finished she put a finger on Ethan’s chest and pushed him back with a single command. “Sit!” She watched, pleased, as the young man sat down on her bed, naked and staring ahead blankly. A few moments later she was naked as well, leaning in to kiss him and lay him back on the bed, straddling him and intimately exploring his body.
For Ethan’s part, and by Marissa’s design, he was passive, blank and calm as his body was explored and teased by a woman more than twice his age. He couldn’t help but shiver when she slid down onto him, bringing him fully into his manhood. His body thrusted up into her on instinct as she bit down on his shoulder and shuddered in pleasure while she brought them both to orgasm. The first of several that night.
Early the next afternoon Marissa slowly woke up next to a very peaceful Ethan. He appeared to still be sleeping. She watched his face as she moved her hand along her body slowly. “I forgot how nice it was to have such an…eager and energetic lover.” she whispered more to herself than to him. “I don’t think I want to let you go.” she said with a smile as Ethan started to stir.
The young man rolled over and opened his eyes slowly with a smile. “Hey,” he said, a bit confused. “what happened?” he asked, still strangely passive.
Marissa smiled and laughed. “You’re too adorable, you know that?” she asked.
Ethan blushed and looked down at himself and then at her. “I think I can figure it out,” he said, blushing even more deeply.
Marissa gave him a more confident smirk. “I’m sure you can. I hope you don’t mind, little Ethan, but I’d like to keep this a secret. You’d be ok with that…” she said, slipping into her hypnotic voice again, “wouldn’t you Ethan?”
Ethan’s eyes seemed to glaze over ever so slightly as his face relaxed. “Of course,” he said calmly.
Marissa smiled and brushed her hand along his cheek. “Good boy.” she said, smiling. “When is your next break from college?” she asked, half flirting and half genuinely curious.
Ethan thought about it for a moment and shrugged. “Probably two months, end of the semester. The college isn’t that far. I can come…visit…more often. If you'd like?”
His comments were so adorable that Marissa couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes Ethan, I think I would like that. And so would you…” she moved her hand down his neck to his chest. “Isn’t that right Ethan.” she said more forcefully.
Ethan seemed to blank out for a moment and then shook his head. “Yeah…yeah I’d like that, too” he said with a smile.
“Good boy” Marissa grinned playfully. “Now…back to sleep.” she commanded as she snapped her fingers, watching as the young man she’d watched grow up slumped back into the bed, his face going slack and his body loosening as he fell back under her control. Marissa leaned in as the smile faded from her face, replaced by something more primal. “After all,” she said, slowly pulling the cover down to reveal more of his body. “Your mother won’t be home for at least another eight hours…plenty of time to enjoy ourselves.”
The End.
Curious what might have happened had Marissa given suggestions for Ethan to act on his own desires? To act out the fantasy of being with an older woman, that until that moment he’d never had before? There is an alternate ending covering that topic that you can find here: Not a Kid Anymore - Part 2 Alt Ending.
There is also a completely different path to this story that follows the alternate ending of part 1, where Marissa is hypnotized by Ethan who starts to discover that his Mom’s friend might not be so bad after all. You can find that story here: Not a Kid Anymore - Alternate Part 2.
Cover Image made by HeroineArtAI.
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