Forbidden Hypnosis: Starts with a suggestion

What if you had a super power?

No, don't deny it just yet.

Consider this question carefully.

If you want to be more specific, what if you get hypnotic powers?

What will you do next?

"...."

Well, you're right.

Arnold feels the question above is a nonsense.

He took a deep breath in the classroom, and stared at the schoolyard with boring eyes. His right hand, which was holding the pen, stiffened slightly.

A smile, appeared on his face!

Of course it was a lot of fun!

Why are you still asking unnecessary things like that?!

He took another deep breath to calm his rapidly beating heart. The pen in his hand fell, and his fingers immediately shot under the table on reflex.

"Oh, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Took the puplen that was handed over by the girl my classmate. Arnold's heartbeat continued to beat, and he held it with all his might.

Soft long white hair. A pretty face like porcelain, lips soft like pink cherry, and also a slender body wrapped in a well-fitting school uniform.

Because it was late afternoon, and it was almost time to go home from school. The students no longer cared about their current appearance.

Looked to the side, and saw the beautiful collarbone under the shirt he was wearing. It made Arnold's heart beat faster.

However...

he's holding back.

"Time to go home. See you later, Rosemary."

"Hm? See you tomorrow Arnold."

Didn't know why Arnold, her seatmate who had been silent like a turtle, greeted him to say goodbye. Rosemary smiled beautifully, and she waved her slender hand slowly.

Arnold turned around, completely expressionless.

This was the face he always wore.

But under his cold face, he actually had a very passionate heart.

It was just that he didn't have the chance to express what he wanted.

"Auntie, I'm home."

"Ah, you're home Arnold. Have you had dinner? Let's have dinner together."

Looking ahead. Arnold saw his aunt who was wearing a white shirt, and a tight black skirt, rose from the chair, with a very seductive curvy figure.

Her name is Jessica.

A woman with soft blonde hair, with a very seductive body. The white shirt that draped over her chest could barely hide such an important asset from the outside world.

Seeing her dazzling gaze like a fox, and the slit of her black bra under her white shirt. Made Arnold's heart beat faster.

"Yes, thank you aunty."

Snapping his fingers, Arnold started activating the ability he had just acquired.

"[I am thirsty.]"

Seeing that his aunt walked into the kitchen and took a glass. Arnold saw him drinking on the spot, and he slightly raised his eyebrows, thinking.

"[Arnold is thirsty.]"

Snapping one more finger. His aunt, Jessica, put the glass back on the table, and asked:

"Arnold, is it hot in class right now? Want a drink?"

"Hmm, thanks aunty."

Saw that his aunt was starting to get a new glass and handed him a glass filled with water. Arnold's thoughts began to sink into the water cup.

This hypnotic ability was not as strong as he had imagined. He still can't change a person's behavior drastically.

An example is when he hypnotized Rosemary, and wanted to have sex with her at school.

It won't work at all.

Not yet things like getting caught, or being exposed by other people. Even Rosemary and Arnold's relationship was only limited to classmates.

Almost like a foreign relationship, but already know each other.

Having sex with strangers is impossible for him. She might even think that this was a random thought that suddenly appeared in her mind.

Maybe she was embarrassed. But after a while, she would forget it completely.

This hypnotic power is more like the power of suggestion. For the weak version.

Suggestion is the giving of influence or views from one party to another. As a result, the affected party will be moved to follow the influence or view and accept it consciously or unconsciously.

Strong suggestion is hypnosis.

Now, with his weak strength, he could only play tricks using his brain.

Arnold smiled.

"It's okay, it's more interesting."

A person will not appreciate the things that are so easy for them to get. Getting things through adversity is a pleasure in life itself.

Looked into the kitchen, and saw that his aunt had put on an apron, and had her back and plump ass facing him. The little brother under Arnold's crotch was a little excited.

"Relax mate, your showtime will soon appear. It won't be long."

Snapping his fingers, Arnold began to give a suggestion to his aunt.

"[Today is very hot.]"

Look, and pay close attention. Arnold saw that his aunt was shaking her body slightly, and he suddenly saw her take a deep breath.

"Arnold, are you feeling very hot today?"

"No."

Arnold shook his head.

"Arnold, can you help aunty to turn on the air conditioner?"

".... Ok."

Seeing that the situation didn't go according to plan. Arnold thought very hard while lowering the temperature of the air conditioner, and an idea, immediately appeared in his mind.

Arnold snapped his fingers silently.

"[I find this shirt very tight.]"

"[Pain in my chest.]"

"[The bra I'm wearing is really hot.]"

"[I want to unbutton my shirt.]"

.....

With a series of hypnotic commands performed by Arnold. He smiled so slyly!

Successive suggestions!

Let's see if you can endure it or not!

Could feel the shirt she was wearing felt very uncomfortable. Jessica's curvaceous body writhed, and she raised her right hand to her chest.

However, before she unbuttoned her shirt reflexively. Jessica's hands suddenly stopped, frozen.

"Emm... ahem! Arnold, are you still there?"

"Yes aunty? What's wrong?"

"... There isn't anything. Just asking if you like spicy vegetables or not. Would you like to wear a chili?"

"It's up to you auntie."

"... Okay, then."

Back facing forward, and with her back to Arnold. Jessica's face suddenly turned red.

The shirt she was wearing right now felt extremely uncomfortable.

She wanted to partially unbutton her shirt to let the air circulate against the skin of her chest, and relieve this discomfort.

However...

There's still Arnold here.

After all, she was a married woman.

Showing her curvaceous chest to the grown Arnold, was a bit unbearable.

"[I feel like showing my boobs a little bit to the nephew is okay.]"

"[I want to be praised.]"

But...

A little is okay, right?

Other than her husband who can only hold and boast of her plump breasts at night, showing others is okay right?

After all, he's my nephew.

We are still one family.

She smiled in relief, and unbuttoned a few buttons of her shirt. Unnoticed by Jessica herself, Arnold who was sitting behind her, smiled very sinisterly.

Successive hypnosis, it works.