Hypnosis Becomes a Conversation
How on earth had it come to this?
“Come on, hurry up and do it already.”
And when was the last time I’d even set foot in Eun-ju’s room?
“I’m dying to know.”
From the moment she’d learned the app existed, that sly grin hadn’t left her face.
“I wanna get hypnotized too! Should I go ask Sis? Ask if she’s been hypnotized?!”
“Th-this isn’t a joke. It’s real!”
“It’s real?! Then I’m doing it, no question. Hurry up and do it.”
“Nooo…”
“…Forget it. I’m going to ask Sis. Whether it actually works.”
Before I knew what I was doing, I’d snatched her wrist as she shot up from her seat.
“A-all right. Wait.”
“Hehehehe. I can’t wait.”
And so we sat facing each other on the rug spread across the middle of the room.
“I’ll say this up front. No matter what happens, don’t you dare blame me.”
“Yeah, yeah~. Anyway…”
“Hm?”
“If I get hypnotized, what’re you gonna make me dooo?”
Eun-ju leaned in until her face was right up against mine and grinned like a sleazy old man.
“I-I dunno.”
She thought it over for a moment, then made an outrageous request.
“Do the same thing you did to Sis. That’ll do.”
“Huh…?”
“I’m curious what went on between you and Sis, too.”
“Y-you’re the one going under. How would you even know?”
“Oh. Right.”
“S-see? So something else…”
“Which means it doesn’t matter, does it? You have to do it exactly the way you did it to Sis. Got it!”
She drilled it into me several more times after that.
Exactly what I’d done to Yeon-su.
Looking at Eun-ju’s chest, I found myself thinking, unbidden, of Yeon-su’s small one.
…The difference really was huge.
I was curious how it would feel. That much was true. A perfectly ordinary guy like me would go his whole life without ever getting his hands on breasts like those.
“Haa—. A-all right. For now.”
Eun-ju beamed as she watched me open the hypnosis app, and I turned the phone toward her—the same screen I’d shown Yeon-su.
“Okay. Watch the screen carefully while I count to ten.”
“I fall under after ten seconds?”
“Yeah.”
“Got it. Hehe.”
She seemed pretty worked up.
“Ten, nine, eight, seven…”
If she really went under, then just like with Yeon-su….
“Four, three, two, one.”
Sure enough, the instant the count ended, Eun-ju’s head dropped. Her pink ponytail, like a unicorn’s tail, slid past her shoulders with a soft rustle.
“See? I told you it actually works…”
I pressed a palm to my forehead and looked at the phone.
Hypnosis successful.
Please issue a command.
“A command… a command, huh…”
Just like I’d done with Yeon-su.
“Take off your top and show me your breasts…. Yeah…”
This time I tried not to let the words break. I knew she’d lost herself to the hypnosis. I knew it, and still the tension was something I couldn’t help.
Judging by last time, the trance held for quite a while, so I wasn’t going to rush.
At my words, Eun-ju moved very slowly. She swept her hair back behind her and hooked her thumbs under the shoulder straps, sliding them down. The straps settling along her upper arms looked like a celestial maiden’s winged sleeves—probably because she was a beauty no less than Yeon-su.
“Hm?”
Wait. That top was a bra top. Why had she lowered the straps?
Eun-ju looked as if she knew something had gone wrong, too. Were her cheeks flushing, or was that just the pink hair?
“Pfft…! Eun-ju. Aren’t you supposed to take it off upward?”
Head bowed low, she gave the faintest nod.
“Take your time. We’ve got plenty of it…”
That loud, mischievous Eun-ju was obeying me without a word, and with an embarrassed look on her face besides. Something in my chest stirred, strange and restless.
She crossed her arms and caught the hem beneath her breasts. Then she squeezed her eyes shut and drew a shallow breath.
Did she still get nervous, even under hypnosis?
She hesitated a moment, then put her strength into it and hauled the top upward. The shape of her breasts riding up with the fabric wasn’t much different from the exaggerated depictions I’d seen in every kind of media. The shirt came off over her head, and the full, heavy breasts that bounced and dropped under their own weight left my mouth hanging open.
“Th-they’re really something…”
So this was what real breasts looked like. An overwhelming size—I didn’t think both hands could cover even one of them. Eun-ju’s skin was a milkier white than anyone I’d ever seen, and the nipples at their tips were a pale pink, just like her hair.
“Whoa…”
I crawled over on my hands and knees until I was pressed right up against her.
Her body trembled faintly. She had her lower lip bitten hard, exactly like Yeon-su. Everyone under hypnosis seemed to act the same way. Well, that hardly mattered.
Without hesitating, I reached out and grabbed those huge breasts.
“Nnh…”
Eun-ju looked down at me with trembling eyes.
“E-Eun-ju?”
Startled by that gaze, I called her name quietly, but she only kept looking down, lips pressed tight. I smoothed a hand over my racing chest, then moved behind her and sat the way I had with Yeon-su. Wrapping both arms around her as if to hold her, I took a breast in each hand.
“Haa…”
Even the weight was different. The soft, yielding flesh felt as if it might spill out between my fingers.
“Haah…”
The nipples themselves weren’t so different from Yeon-su’s. What was different was that I couldn’t pinch one between thumb and forefinger and still get a grip on the breast around it.
“They’re really big… and soft…”
I gave the nipple caught between my fingers a slight twist.
“Nnh…!”
Eun-ju’s waist shot up like a spring, and the thick ponytail tickled the tip of my nose. Even if that ponytail had been wringing my neck, I don’t think I could have let these breasts go.
“Haaa… hnn…”
I started rolling the nipples, which were gradually hardening, this way and that—tugging them lightly, then pinching a little harder. Each time, her shoulders hunched and her head dropped. Listening to those melting moans, I couldn’t help marveling all over again at the power of hypnosis. Eun-ju had a personality every bit as fierce as Yeon-su’s, and yet here she was, this docile.
I fondled those large breasts to my heart’s content without a word. All the while her breathing grew rough, and she couldn’t keep still, squirming under my hands. Pull, and she came along; knead, and the flesh sank in. Lost in that bliss, I didn’t even think to look at the time.
That was when it happened.
Eun-ju, who until then had only writhed in silence, laid her hands over mine and spoke.
“Haa…. O-Oppa…?”
“H-huh…?”
“H-how long… do I have to stay still…?”
My heart dropped straight through the floor.
Had the hypnosis worn off?
“A-aren’t you supposed to… give a command…? Nnh…”
“A-ahaha! R-right…! Yeah.”
The word command, still floating on the phone screen. So she’d been waiting for a proper order. Once the shock settled, the ache in my groin started to demand attention. My underwear was probably a disaster again, like I’d had another wet dream.
There were things I wanted to make her do. Obviously. No—a fucking lot of them. But was it really all right to make Eun-ju do them? Me, who’d known her since she was little?
“…Give me a blowjob.”
There’s a saying that a man’s head can never beat his dick. I like that saying.
At my command, Eun-ju’s eyes went wide.
“…I-I can’t?”
“Ah, n-no. I-I can. It’s a command.”
“Right. Because you’re hypnotized. Yeah. That’s right.”
Her eyes and her hands were shaking like there’d been an earthquake, but she slowly turned to carry out the order. I perched on the edge of her bed. I’d meant not to look nervous, and somehow my hands and feet started fidgeting at the same time.
“Oppa. Y-you have to take your pants off…”
“Ah, right! Haha. J-just a second.”
“I’ll… do it… s-since it’s a command…”
Eun-ju came toward me on her knees, thumping softly against the floor.
“I’ll pull them down…?”
“…Yeah.”
The tips of her slender fingers. Well-kept, glossy nails slipped in at my waistband. She stretched the elastic and drew it down, and my underwear came into view, the crotch soaked and a mess. If that had been all, it would have been fine. My cock was standing straight up over the waistband of my briefs.
Her eyes met the glistening head. A soft “Ah…” left her mouth, and then she swallowed dryly. But she was moving on nothing but the command, deep in the trance, so she folded the pants that had come down to my ankles and set them neatly beside her. Then she slipped her fingers in to pull the underwear down.
When her slightly cool fingertips touched my pubic bone, the tension surged up through me until my chest felt like it was floating. Of every woman I knew, she was beautiful enough to make the top five. Hypnotized or not, this moment—her pulling down my underwear—was going to be clip number one on the highlight reel of my life flashing before my eyes.
The elastic gave with a snap.
“Ah…”
As the briefs came down, the freed tip of my cock poked Eun-ju’s cheek.
“S-sorry.”
“…It’s fine. Anyway…”
“Yeah. R-right…? Haha.”
Anyway.
“Th-then I’ll do it…?”
“…Yeah.”
She was going to take my cock in her mouth anyway.
Eun-ju opened her mouth wide.
“Haaap.”
And slowly began to swallow the head.