Katy knocked slowly on the door of Chelsie’s house, staring blankly through the peephole, her mouth ajaw.
“Just a second, Katy!” called back Chelsie’s mom, Carol, rushing down the stairs. At the sound of her name Katy let out a sort of zombie-like moan.
The door opened and Carol stared over Katy, smiling. She had tangled red hair, and was very tall. Though she was in her forties she looked like she’d just approached her thirties; stunning, to say the least. Her bust was very similar to that of her daughter’s, but she was somehow even perkier; and, like her daughter, she had that wicked, devious look like she was always up to something. She smiled a sweet, but devilish smile.
“Hello, Katy,” she said, softly. “Come in.”
Katy stepped into the house obediently. As soon as she did, her face lit up. “Hey!” she said. “How’s Chels--”
Carol stopped her and snapped her fingers. “Resume trance.” Katy instantly went back to being a lifeless robot girl. “Chelsie’s not home.” Carol made sure Katy didn’t always appear hypnotized when she came over, in case Chelsie was around to see it, but now was a time when she needed her daughter’s friend’s obedience.
“So,” Carol continued. “You said you have news?”
“Yes, Mistress…” Katy said, as her friend’s mom sat on the couch and crossed her legs. “You assigned me to keep Chelsie under control and hypnotize her when she needs it…”
“That I did. You know it is your duty.”
“Yes, Mistress…” Katy said. “But…”
“But what?” Carol’s eyes narrowed. Katy would have been terrified, but she stood there like a puppet before her mistress. Then, answering her mistress’ question, she reached down her own, pink shirt. From out of her breasts, she revealed the shiny golden necklace her mistress had given to her to hypnotize her daughter.
Not understanding, Carol barked at Katy “Hurry up, dammit! Chelsie will be home soon!”
“Yes, Mistress,” Katy perked up. “See, we were at the pool. I was hypnotizing Chelsie when suddenly she snapped free from the trance--”
“She WHAT?!” Carol jumped up, roaring, her double D breasts flying up after her. Katy continued as if nothing had happened.
“Then, she took the necklace, and she hypnotized a girl on the other team. She hypnotized the girl to hypnotize the captain, and the captain would be told to dance naked at the sound of--”
Katy was interrupted by Carol suddenly slapping her in the face so hard that she was knocked off her feet, and she collapsed onto the floor. The slap had been so violent, that she was literally knocked out of hypnotic spell that Carol had her under. She laid there, confused, her last memory being in her own bedroom, now her cheek burning and Carol screaming at her in rage.
“HOW HARD IS IT TO HYPNOTIZE YOUR BEST FRIEND? HOW HARD IS IT TO DO THAT WITHOUT ANYTHING GOING WRONG!? YOU HAD ONE JOB, DAMMIT!”
Katy was so shocked that she couldn’t even say anything. She just stared back, dumbfounded, her mouth dropped open.
Fortunately for Katy, because of the stupid look on her face, Carol didn’t seem to realize that the slap had woken Katy up. She thought Katy was simply staring back at her in her stupid, obedient trance. Meanwhile, Katy listened to everything Carol was saying like she’d heard it for the first time - how she was being hypnotized to obey Chelsie’s mom, and how she was hypnotizing Chelsie automatically.
Holy SHIT. She thought to herself. Oh shit oh shit oh shit. What do I DO? I’ve gotta get OUT of here!
She was so caught up in all her thoughts, she forgot to listen to Carol, who had been commanding her to stand up.
Carol caught on. “... you’re not hypnotized, are you…”
Katy just stared at her. Carol stared back. Then Carol smiled that wicked smile. “Katy,” she said, in a false sing-song voice. She leaned forward, her breasts falling towards the floor. “Give me the necklace.” She reached out with her hand and grabbed for Katy’s neck.
“NO!” Katy screamed and jumped up, running towards the kitchen.
“DAMMIT!” Carol roared. “GET BACK HERE YOU STUPID GIRL!” She lunged after Katy, her breasts swaying from side to side, crashing into pots and pans as she ran through the room. “GIVE ME THAT FUCKING NECK-”
As Carol turned the last corner, her face met the end of a cooking pan, which Katy had grabbed in panic. It hit her head at full speed, knocking her backwards. She hit the counter, staring stupidly ahead, not knowing what hit her. Then, slowly, her eyes rolled back into her head, she smiled like an idiot as her limbs gave way and she collapsed on the kitchen floor.
Katy dropped the pan in terror. “Oh shit!” she cried. “Oh shit! Holy shit! Oh fuck oh fuck oh shit shit! SHIT!”
She rushed over to the heap that was her best friend’s mom, staring at her angrily but dizzily.
“Katy…” she mumbled. “You… little…. bitch…”
“Fuck…” Katy trembled. “Okay… we can make this okay…”
“Give me… the fuckin… necklace… Katy…” the dizzy Carol replied.
The necklace! Katy lit up. Her jittery hands fumbled around for the necklace around her neck. She snapped it off. “Everything’s gonna be okay,” she told herself. She began to dangle the necklace over Carol’s head.
“Don’t… you… dare…” Carol said, but her eyes were already transfixed on the golden necklace.
“Shh… it’s gonna be okay,” Katy repeated, now trying to convince the both of them. “Everything’s… gonna be… okay…”
Carol’s eyebrows relaxed as she followed the pendulum. Then, slowly, her eyes shut, and her head rolled over to one side.
“Everything’s gonna be okay.”
Katy hypnotized Carol to forget the entire incident. She even hypnotized her to forget about the original deal, that Katy would work as her slave and hypnotize her own daughter for her. Carol forgot everything. But Katy didn’t forget. Now she knew everything, all the damage that had been done… and all with a single necklace. She looked at it, still in her hands, dangling above the drooling, hypnotized Carol.
Suddenly, she was hit with it all. That she held so much power over others, in that little necklace. Then, she smiled. She smiled the devilish smile of Chelsie, and of Carol.
She rehooked it to her neck, and stuffed it back down her bra. The warmth of the necklace tickled her breasts. She perked up, excitedly.
“I think I’ll come to like this necklace,” she said, chuckling.
TO BE CONTINUED