Hypno Sister Ch. 01

"Turn it DOWN!" Philip bellowed over the thumping music.

Carrie just shrugged and stuck her tongue out.

Philip rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut on his sister. They were both college students living at home for the summer and although Carrie played the part of perfect mild-mannered daughter when their parents were home, she became intolerable when they were out.

This was one of those times.

Philip and Carrie's parents had taken two weeks off to renew their vows and after just two days Philip felt ready to toss his sister out a window.

Carrie had her friends come and go all throughout the day and night and all of them were loud, messy, and rude and Philip was always left to clean up after them.

But the rare times when Carrie actually didn't have any friends over, she would blast music as loud as she could. Philip couldn't even hope for a complaint from a neighbour due to their mom completely soundproofing the house to accommodate the band practice she had with her work friends. At least Philip didn't have any studying to do, but he wanted to at least be able to read a book or even play a video game in peace.

Philip was on his way back to his room when he stopped and looked at the pull string to the attic entrance. The place had been off-limits for so long that he had stopped thinking about it for almost a decade. His parents were usually so chill about most things it had always been strange that they had forbidden him and Carrie from going up there.

Figuring that he had nothing better to do, Philip pulled down on the string and climbed up to the place he used to wonder about so often as a kid.

Although the mystique around the attic had disappeared over the years for Philip, he was still disappointed to find that the space was completely boring. There was nothing but old boxes and lots of dust. Still, Philip didn't want to just go back down to his room and although he could still hear Carrie's music up in the attic, it was at least pleasantly muted.

Philip started looking at the old boxes and found some old college pictures of his parents. Philip flushed to see pictures of his mother decades younger. She was already a beautiful woman, but in her early twenties she looked a lot like Carrie: a free smile, wavy short auburn hair, and an absolutely giant rack. Philip felt only half guilty for checking out his mom and sister from time to time. He never full-on fantasized about them, but as a fan of huge tits, he couldn't deny that they both sported two of the best pairs he had ever seen.

Something rattled to Philip's right and he spun to face it. A box had simply fallen off of another, that was all. But the name on the box caught Philip's eye.

"Uncle Louie"

Philip froze. Uncle Louie was something of a mythical name between Philip and his sister. Technically he was their mother's uncle but that was pretty much all they knew about him. His name rarely came up and whenever either of the siblings tried to bring him up to their parents, they promptly changed the subject.

Eager to learn anything about this forbidden family member, Philip grabbed for the box and opened up. Inside was a single small amulet. It was circular and attached to a silver necklace. The pattern was a peacock with its feathers distorted into a spiral pattern. It was really quite fascinating to look at.

As annoyed as Philip was at his sister at the moment, he still felt the need to show it to her. He forgot about everything else in the attic and simply brought the amulet down and knocked on Carrie's door.

"Forget it! I'm not turning it down!" Carrie shouted over the pounding music. Philip rolled his eyes and opened the door.

"Never mind about that!" He said and rushed toward her with the amulet held out. "This was Uncle Louie's!"

Even Carrie's attention was grabbed by this news and turned to look at her brother.

"You better not be shitting me," she said and finally turned the music down so that she and her brother could talk at a reasonable volume.

"Look at it, isn't it weird? I found it in the attic," Philip said and held it out in front of her eyes.

And then the strangest thing happened. Philip swore that Carrie's eyes flashed blue for a moment. If nothing else, she was certainly staring at the amulet with a complete and utter fixation.

"See, I told you!" Philip prompted when Carrie stayed silent. He looked at his sister, waiting for her to say something, but she just stared and stared at the amulet. He looked back at the amulet and then into his sister's wide fixated eyes.

"Carrie?" He asked.

"Yes?" She finally responded. Her voice was different, however. It seemed... hollow.

"Okay, you don't have to make fun of me. I just thought you'd be interested," Philip said and started to pull the amulet away. Carrie's eyes followed it intently and just as he was about to put it into his pocket, she gasped and looked almost desperate. Philip brought it back closer to her face and she looked calm again.

"Carrie, are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes," she replied. "I am okay."

"Why are you acting so weird?" He asked.

"My... mind..." Carried said. "The... amulet..."

That wasn't very helpful, Philip thought. It wasn't really Carrie's style to pull pranks so Philip was very confused at her behaviour.

"What about the amulet?" Philip asked. He was too worried to take it away from her sight again. He had never seen his sister look so intense.

"It's... so pretty..." Carrie replied. "It's... all I can think about..."

"Oh what, so it hypnotized you?" Philip joked.

"Yes, Master," Carrie replied. Philip froze. He hated to admit it, but his cock jumped a little at those words. Philip watched a lot of hypno porn and it was a fantasy of his to have a girl roleplay it with him one day. But this? This couldn't be real.

"Lift your right hand above your head," Philip tested.

"Yes, Master," Carried replied. She immediately brought her right hand up and over her head.

"Stand up and spin around," Philip commanded. He still didn't believe it was real, but the promise of the power was too intoxicating. He needed to keep trying.

"Yes, Master," Carried replied and stood up. She spun around in a circle. Philip couldn't help but take a leering glance as his own sister's enormous breasts as she spun.

"Now look me in the eyes and tell me you love me," Philip said.

Carrie looked away from the amulet and looked right into her brother's eyes. She had looked away so easily. Was she less obsessed with the amulet now that he was giving orders?

"I love you, brother," Carrie said with a completely straight face.

"Tell me your biggest secret," Philip said.

"I cheated on my last boyfriend with my professor," Carrie said immediately.

Philip finally started to believe that maybe Carrie was truly hypnotized. Not only was she not the type to prank, but she never shared private information about herself and there was no reason for her to lie when all it did was make her look bad. It was time for Philip to take a risk.

"Do you ever catch me looking at your boobs?" He asked.

"All the time," Carrie answered simply. Philip felt a surge of embarrassment.

"And how do you feel about it?" Philip asked.

"I don't really mind," Carrie said. "Most guys look and you never look long enough to really be creepy."

"Take off your top," Philip commanded.

"Yes, Master," Carrie answered and immediately began to lift up her thin sweater over her enormous chest. Philip gawked as his sister revealed a massive green bra with plenty of creamy cleavage showing.

"Holy shit Care, those are huge! What bra size do you buy?"

"I have to order custom K cups from the internet," she replied.

"Take your bra off and suck my cock," Philip said suddenly. He would never have expected this. Even if he knew he had the power to hypnotize he never would have imagined that he would do such a perverted thing. But standing so close to - frankly - the hottest girl he knew with complete control over her mind and body, Philip gave in.

"Yes, Master," Carrie said. She reached behind her and snapped the clasp and let the hard-working material fall off her enormous tits. Then she sank to her knees on the floor of her room as Philip rushed to take his pants off.

"Shit oh shit, I can't believe this!" Philip breathed. Just as his cock sprung free, Carrie dove forward and slurped it into her mouth.

"Mmmm! Mmmm!" Carrie moaned as she bobbed her head up and down her own brother's thick long cock.

"Holy shit, Carrie, you're a good little cocksucker!" Philip praised. "I command you to love sucking my cock!"

"Yessthhppppasssthorr!" Carrie lisped with her face full of dick, ostensibly in an attempt to say 'Yes, Master'.

Carrie had already been giving a fairly enthusiastic blowjob, but at Philip's command she began to moan louder and bob her head faster. Drool flowed down his shaft and collected on his balls. Philip craned his head to get a proper look at Carrie's huge naked K cup tits swinging freely below her.

"Ohmygod, I've never had such a good blowjob! Fuck, Carrie! You're so fucking sexy! You're such a good little blowjob slut for your own brother!"

*grrrk grrrk glug glug*

Carrie impaled her pretty face on Philip's dick over and over again.

"Not only do you love sucking my cock, Carrie, but you think my cum is the best tasting thing in the world! You want it all the time!" Philip cried out greedily just as his balls started to boil.

Carrie nodded as she continued to worship Philips staff.

Then Philip exploded. His balls clenched and thick hot cum shot up through his rock-hard rod and blasted into Carrie's mouth. Carrie swallowed dutifully, gulping down every single rope of cum that Philip shot into her mouth. Philip had both never cum so hard nor had he ever had a girl swallow all of his cum.

"Woww! That was delicious!" Carrie giggled after Philip was done. She wiped her mouth and looked up at her brother with wonder in her eyes.

Philip felt absolutely amazing, but his post-nut clarity was starting to set in and he realized the gravity of what he had done. He knew he couldn't keep his sister as his sex slave all the time, both because he didn't want to take Carrie's choices away from her but also because he knew that he wouldn't be able to keep it up without somebody finding out.

"You did a great job!" Philip said. He took a deep breath and tried to keep calm. "Now, when I snap my fingers, I want you to forget that I hypnotized you. I want you to forget everything that happened while you were hypnotized, okay?"

"Yes, Master," Carrie said. She looked very serious now that she was receiving orders.

Philip paused for a moment. Although he couldn't bring himself to make his sister be nothing but a mindless hypnotized drone for him, this sort of power was difficult to set aside completely. He added one more thing:

"When I say the phrase 'Pomegranate International' I want to you return to this obedient hypnotic trance state, do you understand?" Philip asked.

"Yes, Master," Carrie confirmed.

Philip looked at his gorgeous topless sister and couldn't help but reach forward and take one last groping double handful of her massive soft breasts.

"One more thing," Philip said. He was starting to get hard again and he knew he needed to calm himself down. "You'll enjoy it when I look at your tits. You'll want to show off for me."

"Yes, Master," Carrie said.

"Good," said Philip and he finally pulled his hands away from his sister's K cups. "Now get dressed and pop in some gum."

Philip waited until Carrie had finished obeying his orders and then he snapped his fingers. He watched as his sister's beautiful green eyes unfocused for a moment and then blinked in mild confusion.

"Anyway, that's all I wanted to show you," Philip said and pocketed the amulet. "Thanks for being chill. Got anyone coming over tonight?"

Carrie swallowed and Philip could tell that she was tasting around her mouth a little bit. Even with the gum, he was sure that she would be able to sense that something was off, but even if she placed the taste as cum, there was no way she would understand what just happened.

"Yeah, Grace said she was going to stop by," Carrie answered.

Grace, huh? Philip thought to himself. She was one of Carrie's hottest friends.

"Cool," said Philip. "See ya around."

Then Philip left.

Back in his room, Philip's mind was filled with more stuff he should have done. Why didn't he input commands for Carrie to not play her music so loud? Why didn't he make her nicer to him?

Philip kept going back and forth in his mind about the ethics about what he was doing. One side said that Carrie didn't know the difference, and so where was the problem? The other side said that she had the right to make her own decisions, whether or not she was aware of them.

In the end, Philip's cock won out and when he heard Carrie let Grace in some hours later, he had already decided what he was going to do.

Philip let the friends settle for a little bit and then after he heard them watching a trashy show on the big TV in the living room he decided to approach.

Immediately Philip noticed a difference in Carrie. She was wearing a blouse that she normally only wore out and had a number of buttons undone that she would normally have never dared to have undone.

Philip remembered that in his blind lust he had commanded that Carrie love to give him blowjobs and to love his cum, and he only now wondered in which ways that would affect her outside of her trance.

"Heya Phil!" Carrie said with a big smile and a wave. It was unusual for Carrie to act so upbeat with her brother these days and even Grace noticed by way of shooting her friend an odd look.

"Hey sis," Philip said as he pretended not to notice Carrie's unusual behaviour. "How's it going, Grace?"

"It's fine, but we're kinda trying to watch this show," Grace said. Philip had gotten used to his sister's friends being rude to him, but it bothered him even less than normal this time.

"That's fine, Grace," Philip said and reached into his pocket and pulled out the amulet. Carrie looked at it with an odd expression.

"Why are you bringing that thing out?" Carrie asked as Philip held it up in front of Grace's face.

"Can you move that please? I'm trying to watch," Grace said.

"Just give it a second," replied Philip in a soft voice and moved it into Grace's eyeline. Then it happened again. Grace's eyes flashed blue, Philip was sure of it this time.

"What the hell?" Carrie said.

"Pomegranate International," Philip said flatly.

"I am yours to command, Master," Carrie said.

"What... the... hell?" Grace asked, but her eyes were focused on the amulet.

"You'll be like her soon, Grace," Philip said calmly. "Just watch the amulet. Let your mind go blank."

"Wait... no..." Grace replied. Her words formed protests, but her tone was docile. Philip spoke to Carrie without looking at her.

"Get naked for me, Carrie. Play with your huge tits until I'm ready for you," he commanded.

"Yes, Master," Carrie said and then she obeyed him.

"How are you feeling, Grace?" Asked Philip. "Calm? Docile?"

"I... I..." Grace stammered.

"The amulet is pretty, isn't it?" Philip asked.

"So... pretty..." Grace confirmed.

"All you want to do is obey me. You love taking orders from me," Philip said.

"I... love... taking orders..." Grace replied.

Philip looked over at his smoking hot sister as she stripped. Her undressing was unceremonious, but her busty body made Philip rock hard all the same. He looked back at his newest capture.

"Your tits might have been considered big if it weren't for my sister," Philip said with a smile down to Grace. Grace didn't respond, she just continued to stare at the amulet.

"You are jealous of my sister's huge K cup rack. You'll try to make up for it by begging for my cock," Philip commanded.

"Begging... for your cock..." Grace repeated. Philip looked down at his sister's beautiful dark-haired friend. Grace was reacting slightly differently than Carrie had. She seemed to resist a little more and be more aware of what was happening, yet still ultimately couldn't resist the strange power of the old piece of jewelry.

"What size bra do you wear, Grace?" Philip asked. His friends mocked him for being so obsessed with bra sizes, but he found it so sexy. His cock twitched at Grace's answers.

"Triple D," Grace said. She answered immediately but her voice sounded like it had some hesitation.

"God that's hot," Philip said. He reached down and groped Grace's busty chest over her zip-up sports sweater with one hand.

"Please," started Grace, but Philip didn't let her finish.

"-please what, Grace?" Philip teased and dug his fingers into her fleshy pillows harder. "Please grope you harder? Please ask you to get naked like my sister is? She's so good and obedient. You love being good and obedient too, don't you, Grace?"

"I... I..." Grace said.

"Don't you, Grace?" Philip pressed.

"Yes, Master," Grace relented. Philip wasn't sure why he was so confident that the power of the amulet would work in the end, but he hadn't doubted it for a second.

"You are my obedient hypnotic sex toy now, Grace, do you understand?" Philip asked. He used his free hand to unzip Grace's sweater and he licked his lips at the sight of her fleshy breasts in her white lacy blouse underneath.

"Yes, Master. I understand," said Grace.

"Good," said Philip. "Now I want you to masturbate while I fuck my sister."

Even Philip hadn't expected himself to say that. Just hours earlier he was wrestling with the idea of his own sister sucking his dick, but now he had so easily just committed to having sex with her. Philip realized he had no hesitation about it either.

"Yes, Master," Grace said. She relaxed back into the sofa and slipped her hand down her yoga pants. Philip turned his attention to his sister. He smiled to see her naked and extremely busty form.

"You want your brother to fuck you," Philip commanded. He leered at Carrie as she obediently groped her own huge tits.

"Yes, Master," Carried obeyed. "I want you to fuck me."

"Come here and take off my pants," Philip said.

"Yes, Master," Carrie obeyed. She stopped pawing at her own tits and got onto her knees to undo Philip's belt and jeans. Philip looked over at Grace. The beautiful young Korean woman looked so sexy as she rubbed her hidden clit.

"Look at how hard you've made my cock with your huge tits and slutty attitude," Philip said to his sister as she pulled down his pants. "You love my cock."

"Yes, Master," Carried answered. "I love your cock."

"Good girl," Philip grinned. "Now bend over the sofa. It's time to get fucked by your own brother."

"Yes, Master," Carried obeyed again.

Philip had been so obsessed with his sister's huge tits that he was surprised to see how sexy Carrie's ass looked when she got up and turned around to position herself over the sofa. Philip walked behind her and slapped her thick right butt cheek.

"Everything about you jiggles just right, Carrie," Philip praised. He lined up his cock with his sister's hot wet pussy and looked at Grace right in the eyes.

"Please fuck me, Master!" Carrie begged. Philip continued to look right at Grace as he teased Carrie's entrance with the tip of his throbbing pole.

"Call me Philip or little brother while my cock is in or near you," Philip ordered

"Yes, little brother, I'm so sorry," Carrie corrected. "Please fuck me!"

Philip slapped both his hands down on his sister's huge butt cheeks and plunged himself deep into her pussy.

"OH FUCK!" The siblings yelled out at the same time.

Philip was far from a virgin, but many of his sexual experiences had been while drunk at a party. Fucking his sister was like an entirely different sensation.