The Scent of Domination
As Eloise walked through the dormitory hallway, the smile never left her face. The reason was obvious—Chloe’s words from earlier. While she strolled down the corridor with a bright expression, the dorm supervisor coming from the opposite direction greeted her warmly.
“Miss Eloise. You seem to be in an especially good mood today.”
“Ah, yes. Some recent matters have been going well.”
After exchanging a bit of small talk with the supervisor, the woman spoke to Eloise with careful concern.
“As I’ve always said, if you ever want to change rooms, just tell me.”
“Haha. Thank you for your consideration.”
Ever since hearing the rumors about Serina that Eloise had spread, the supervisor had occasionally made such offers. Eloise politely declined with a smile and continued walking until she reached her own door.
She opened it while pondering how to handle her roommate Serina and the girl’s new friend, then stepped inside. As if sensing her presence, she met a pair of ominous black eyes staring straight at her.
“Perfect timing. Let’s continue yesterday’s lesson—”
And just like that, her consciousness was cut off.
“Oh. It worked?”
I had wondered what exactly “making eye contact to cast hypnosis” meant, but it turned out to be exactly as described—if our eyes met, hypnosis could be applied without any physical contact. I’d been a little anxious about what would happen if it failed, but fortunately it activated normally.
“Alright, what should I ask first…”
The most obvious thing I was curious about was what had happened between Eloise and Chloe yesterday. The “gift” I’d given Eloise after she came to pick a fight with me while I was sleeping was simple.
For the rest of the day, she would smell a foul odor coming from Chloe’s body. Her patience would decrease, making her slightly more impulsive.
The first suggestion was meant to rob Eloise—who seemed to do everything with Chloe except actual sex—of her pleasure and make her suffer. The second one hadn’t carried much meaning. I’d simply wondered what would happen if Eloise, who willingly acted as Chloe’s foot-wiping doormat, ever rebelled against her.
Of course, since Eloise genuinely loved Chloe, I’d suspected it might not be very effective.
“Right. Then why don’t you tell me every single thing that happened last night? And just so we’re clear, you’re not allowed to lie.”
With a dazed mind and unfocused eyes, Eloise began to ramble on about everything that had occurred the previous night. As I listened, I realized far more interesting things had taken place than I’d expected.
“Whoa, so Chloe actually injured her magic circuits? No wonder she’s been skipping all the recent practical classes. That explains it.”
Of course, my own magical ability was so pathetic it could barely light a cigarette, so the gap between us was like heaven and earth. Still, from what I heard of Chloe’s reaction, it seemed she had no real sexual experience. I’d assumed she was the type to ride anyone who turned her on, but surprisingly, she was still a virgin.
Hmm… and she’s taking an elixir, too…
An elixir made by an alchemist from the black market, meant to help recover damaged magic circuits… I had questions about how such a precious item had ended up in the academy’s black market, but I decided not to dwell on it. There were plenty of story elements I didn’t know about. If anything, I just hoped my academy life would stabilize a bit before the protagonist enrolled.
Besides, this information seemed quite useful.
“So basically, Chloe told you she won’t have sex with you yet, but she’ll do it once she’s mentally ready? Even after saying she wants to get fucked by you, she’s saving her first time for you. What the hell kind of nonsense is that?”
Eloise, still in her trance, nodded slowly.
“Heh… both of you are ridiculous.”
From what I heard, they did plenty of kissing and sucking, but it seemed neither of them had much actual experience. At this rate, if I went after them demanding to be fucked, they’d probably get scared and run away. One girl arbitrarily called herself my master and toyed with me however she liked, while the other happily did whatever that girl asked. From my position—someone who rubbed against whoever got me horny—I couldn’t understand it at all.
“Hmm… so what should I do with these two?”
I rolled around on the sofa for a moment, thinking, when a fun idea suddenly came to me.
“Hey, Eloise. You said Chloe’s scent smelled good, right?”
Leaving the quietly nodding Eloise where she was, I headed to her room. I opened the door as if I’d done it many times before and stepped inside. I’d occasionally snuck in while she was away to look around, so nothing had changed. The lush, thick carpet on the floor still wrapped my bare feet in softness and comfort.
After glancing around, I moved to the closet and opened her underwear drawer, rummaging through it like I was looking for my own belongings. Among her collection of seductive designs, I found a plain black pair of panties.
Of course, it was the pair I’d discovered belonged to Chloe some time ago.
When I returned to the living room holding Chloe’s panties, Eloise was still sitting there in a daze. Her gaze landed on the underwear in my hand, and for a brief moment, her eyes seemed to waver.
“Here. This is Chloe’s panties—the ones you like so much, right? The very ones you lied about me stealing and tried to pin on me.”
I waved the underwear in front of her face for emphasis. After hesitating, Eloise slowly nodded.
“What do you do with it? Do you jerk off while creepily thinking about Chloe? Or more importantly—does Chloe even know you have her underwear?”
The rapid-fire questions made Eloise’s ears turn bright red. Even under hypnosis, it seemed she still felt embarrassment.
“…She probably knows I have it.”
“What do you mean by that?”
“When I was planning to steal the underwear, she handed it to me and said to take care of it myself when I was done. She even smiled and told me I could keep it if I wanted.”
It had probably been half a joke, but Eloise seemed to have taken it as permission.
“So this really is one Chloe actually wore?”
“I’m not certain, but that’s what I believe.”
“Wow. She really is a crazy bitch.”
I deliberately pressed Chloe’s panties against my face right in front of Eloise and inhaled loudly. Naturally, all I could smell was the soft scent of fabric softener, not Chloe’s body odor.
As I set the underwear aside, I recalled the hypnosis I was about to cast on Eloise.
“Eloise, how did you feel when Chloe smelled bad?”
“…It was uncomfortable.”
“Be more specific. Tell me exactly how you felt at the time.”
“…I think I felt tormented. I’ve always respected and loved Chloe so much. That sudden, alien smell was something I’d never experienced before. And it kept tormenting me nonstop. Even when she treated me affectionately, I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable because of the stench.”
Her answer was more detailed than I’d expected. It made me realize once again just how powerful my hypnosis truly was. Simply by changing how Chloe smelled, I’d apparently dealt Eloise quite a heavy blow in just one day.
Of course, this kind of story was very helpful to me.
After thinking for a moment, I organized my thoughts and began casting the new hypnosis on Eloise.
“Listen, Eloise. Through this incident, you’ve come to understand the importance of scents and smells, haven’t you?”
“Yes…”
“From now on, you’re going to become even more sensitive to smells. You’ll easily detect faint fragrances or slight odors that other people wouldn’t notice. And those smells will have a significant impact on your mood and condition.”
She looked slightly confused, so I continued.
“A sensitive sense of smell will help you maintain a pleasant environment around you, but at the same time, your aversion to unpleasant odors will grow stronger. For example… the smells you picked up from Chloe yesterday.”
Eloise’s brow furrowed slightly, as if the memory had resurfaced.
“You thought the bad smell from Chloe had disappeared, but unfortunately, that’s not the case. It won’t be as horrible as yesterday—nowhere near the level where it feels like bugs are crawling on you—but because you’ve become sensitive to smells, most people’s natural scent will now register as foul odor to you. Except for one person.”
I pointed at myself with a smile.
“You will find my—Serina’s—scent especially special. This smell will bring you peace and pleasure. Among all the people who give off bad odors, I’m the only one who smells good. And gradually, you’ll become addicted to this scent. You’ll feel satisfaction, happiness, and because it’s the only thing that gives you comfort, you’ll slowly develop a desire to possess and dominate me.”
From now on, Eloise would live a life one step removed from that of an ordinary academy student.