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My Daughter's Best Friend - Chapter 2

My apologies for anyone who cannot read chapter 1 currently. The post has been flagged and censored for the time being. The warning received says that my story involved sexual material between immediate family members when that is not the case at all. My apologies to my fans and readers that cannot access this chapter for the time being. I have contacted Patreon in hopes of resolving this matter. I have zero interest in writing incestual encounters between family members and would never do so, and it saddens me to see that someone has flagged my story for such a violation, but I understand and I'm patient. I have edited a few lines where the main character said "you are family" meaning "you are like family to us" because it must have confused someone into thinking there was blood relation when she is simply a close family friend. I also edited lines in this second chapter as well that said "you are family" and changed them to "you are precious and beloved" because of this issue. I'm brand new here at Patreon and still learning how things work. Sorry for the delay in service. I am sure that Patreon will provide quality service for me on this issue soon and I'm very grateful for that. I will also add a new disclaimer making it explicitly clear that no characters are of any blood relation as well.

Chapter 2 - Zombie

I hadn't moved an inch from my position, and I was still sitting there right on the black leather couch, close to Priscilla, though the television had been turned off. I had laid back completely against the couch, like the laziest man in the universe, like someone that was totally asleep. My eyes were completely closed and my mouth was partially open, and I must have been entirely conked out. I lay there on the couch as this beautiful young 19-year-old woman with such a young, healthy, fit, and curvy young body spoke to me, seated alongside of me, her big and thick denim covered buns making a sizable impression into the black leather couch where she sat.

“Whenever you see or hear me snap my fingers, you will return to this hypnotic state of sleep. Do you understand me Ronen?” her sweet authoritative voice spoke.

“Yes... I do...” I replied like a robot, my voice entirely monotonous.

I was fast asleep, and not consciously aware of anything that was taking place currently.

“Yes, and it will get easier and easier to return to this state of sleep each time you see or hear me snap my fingers. You will enter this state of hypnotic sleep so quickly and easily, because that is something you want to do, whenever I snap my fingers.” Priscilla instructed me.

*a significant pause*

“Mmmm hrmmm.” I agreed in a lifeless tone of voice.

“It feels good when you are asleep like this, doesn't it Ronen?” Priscilla asked me.

“Yes, it does.” I replied in a robotic manner.

“When you are asleep like this, you feel calm, happy, relaxed, and free, don't you Ronen?”

I nodded at Priscilla with my eyes closed.

“Have I ever given you any reason that you cannot trust me Ronen?”

I shook my head no with my eyes closed.

“Good, then that means that you can completely trust me, can't you Ronen?” Priscilla asked in her sweet feminine voice.

“Yes, I can.” I told her simply, without any emotion in my voice.

“And you know that I would never do anything to hurt you, don't you?” she continued.

“Yes. You are beloved by our family.” I told her in that same lifeless voice.

Priscilla smiled widely to herself, happy to hear what my subconscious was telling her.

“Why am I beloved by your family?” she asked.

“Because you grew up here in my home, playing with my daughter. I have known you your whole life. You were a good influence on my daughter. You were a good friend to Lucy. You were always polite and kind to my wife and family.”

“Yes, I was, wasn't I?”

I nodded to her with my eyes closed. There was a long pause as I was nodding.

“What do you feel when you think of me Ronen?” she asked, keeping the topic on herself.

“I think of you as the daughter I never had. I want to protect you and keep you safe. I want to treat you with respect. I want you to have a happy and good life. I want you to feel loved and cared for. You are a fine young lady that I deeply respect.” I told her like a robot as my eyes remained shut.

Priscilla was smiling a lot at the responses to my questions, though I wasn't aware of it. My eyes were closed and I was in a deep hypnotic sleep.

“That's great Ronen. You are doing such a great job.” Priscilla encouraged.

I only nodded in response.

“Did you look at my chest earlier on in the day Ronen?” Priscilla asked.

My body stirred a bit on the couch, and Priscilla watched closely, being careful with her methods.

“Yes, but it was an accident.” I told her.

“I see, so you didn't intend to look at me that way, wow. You are such a gentleman. Was it because you feel my body is physically attractive that you looked at my chest?”

“The motion of your healthy body in the chest area drew my eyes. I'm not used to your developed body yet. I didn't think anything bad, because you are my daughter's best friend, and I respect you.” I told her in complete honesty.

“Oh I see. What a good boy you are Ronen. Such a gentleman to keep your thoughts platonic.” Priscilla told me, feeling impressed and praising me with her words.

I began smiling and awkward closed lipped smile.

“You liked it when I called you a good boy just then, didn't you Ronen?”

I nodded gently, still deep in sleep.

“From now on, whenever I tell you that you are a good boy, you will feel so happy inside Ronen. Doesn't that sound nice?”

I nodded again, my eyes fully closed.

“Yes, you'll feel so very happy inside when I call you a good boy, and you won't even know why. You will just feel so happy all throughout your body and mind. But you won't ever feel this way when other people say it, only when you hear my voice say it. Do you understand?”

I nodded again.

“So tell me, what do you like about my body Ronen?” Priscilla asked, getting a little bit greedy.

*long pause*

I started stirring on the couch, my body squirming slightly. Priscilla was momentarily concerned, but she went for it, risking breaking the hypnosis.

“It's ok Ronen, you can just relax and tell me. You can trust me. I won't tell anyone about it.” Priscilla encouraged.

“I like how pretty you are. Your long hair. Your blue eyes. You have such healthy looking breasts. Nice legs. A great big butt. You are curvy. You are a fine young woman.” I told her, speaking like someone not fully awake and aware.

Priscilla was giggling to herself silently, her wrist to her mouth. She was having fun, but maintained her skillful focus in order to accomplish the task at hand.

“Yes, that's good. I am a fine young lady aren't I? It's ok to say that. You have nothing to worry about.” Priscilla told me.

I just lied there on the couch with my eyes closed, my squirming having calmed down.

“I'm really glad that you like curvy women Ronen. I spend a lot of time maintaining my body in the gym. It feels nice to be appreciated by a distinguished gentleman such as yourself. You don't have to worry or feel embarrassed.” she encouraged me.

I nodded along with her, a total zombie.

“And anyway, you can look at my body whenever you want as much as you want. You don't need to feel shy or embarrassed about it. In fact, whenever I say the words you are free, you will feel less and less worried about staring at my beautiful curves. You won't think it's a bad thing at all. You might find yourself staring at my body however long you please, because there is nothing wrong with it, is there?”

I shook my head “no,” agreeing that “No, there was nothing wrong with staring at her,” just as she had said. I was acting like a mindless robot and going along with whatever Priscilla seemed to have in mind. I felt like I could trust her. I was just letting her take the steering wheel and guide me wherever she wanted.

“Now this won't happen when other women say these words, or anyone else for that matter, but when you hear my voice, and only my voice say them, you won't feel troubled about looking at my beautiful body at all. Do you understand?” Priscilla asked me.

“Yes, I understand.” I told her simply.

“Now Ronen, I want you to remain relaxed as possible and stay in a deep sleep, because you deserve to relax and feel happy. No matter what topic we speak about, it will all be ok, because you can trust me, right?”

“Yes, I can trust you.” I agreed with her.

“That's good Ronen, because I want to ask you something. Is there anything that is causing you pain or discomfort lately?” she asked me.

“Yes, there is.” I replied in a monotonous tone of voice.

“You can remain calm and relaxed while telling me about it. What is it that is causing you pain Ronen?” Priscilla asked me.

I began stirring again on the couch.

“My wife... my Flower Lily... my love... she is gone.” I told her, a tear falling from my left eye and running down my face.

“Yes, that must be so hard for you. I completely understand.”

Another tear rolled down from my right eye, down my cheek as I squirmed and shuffled my body a bit on the couch.

“And you know that I understand most of all, because you were there for me when I lost someone very near and dear to me, weren't you Ronen?” Priscilla spoke to me words of comfort.

I nodded, though my tears did not stop.

“Your father.” I spoke in that same monotonous voice as I cried.

“Yes, I lost my father, and that was so hard on me too. So I understand what you are going through, don't I?” Priscilla asked me.

“Yes, you do.” I said, my tears slowing down.

“Do you know how special it was for me, when you took care of me when I was grieving?” Priscilla asked.

I shook my head slowly no with my eyes held perfectly shut.

“Oh, it was the most special thing in the world for me Ronen. You started to imprint on me very heavily, as a father figure, a caretaker, a protector, someone very special to me. You were so accepting, kind, caring, and loving with me. I was so weak and small and you really had no reason to spend time helping me other than to be a good person and help your daughter's friend. I appreciated your support more than anything.” she told me as I laid on the couch in a hypnotic state of mind.

I nodded brainlessly, my mind totally set on “receive mode,” drinking in her every word like it was nectar from the divine.

“After that pillow fight, and seeing just how kind and amazing of a man you really were, I knew that I loved you very deeply.” Priscilla confessed.

I lay there motionless.

“I could never confess to Lucy, my mother, or anyone else of course. I'm much too careful to do anything like that. It was difficult to keep my secret all to myself, but if I had told anyone, they would have called it puppy love. And I knew that it was so much more than just puppy love. Oh yes I did.”

I didn't speak. I was sleeping and listening.

"Tell me Ronen, what did you like about your wife, Kate, your Flower Lily.”

*a significant pause as Ronen's brain shifted to a new topic, replying slowly when he could*

“She always took care of me. She supported me, like my mother used to as a child. She sewed my clothes. She cooked for me every day. She comforted me always. She was beautiful. She gave me physical affection every day. I wanted for nothing.” I told her, all in a flat tone of voice.

“I see. You like it when women take care of you, don't you Ronen?” asked Priscilla.

“Yes, I do.” I told her with my eyes shut.

“Mmmm hrmmmmm...” Priscilla agreed.

a long pause

“Since you did such a good job of taking care of your Flower Lily, your daughter Lucy, and her best friend Priscilla, don't you think that you deserve to be taken care of Ronen? ” Priscilla spoke, briefly referring to herself in the third person.

“Yes, but my Flower Lily is gone, so I have no one to take care of me anymore.” I spoke, my eyes starting to weep again.

“Well, I certainly never wished that anything bad would ever happen to your beautiful Flower Lily Ronen. I definitely did not cause her terrible car accident.” spoke in a serious formal tone.

“However, I'm glad that this event might bring us a lot closer.” Priscilla spoke, the tone of her voice becoming a bit more feminine and intense, especially the last three words.

I laid there on the couch weeping at the thought of my Flower Lily being gone.

“What if I were to take care of you like you did for me? What if I cared for you like your Flower Lily did? Would you like it if I made you feel better and comforted you Ronen?” she asked me, bold suggestions full of promise.

I was nodding, but still weeping some.

“Yes, but I am too old. I could be your father. It wouldn't be proper for you to be my Flower Lily. I have too much respect for you as my daughter's best friend.” I told her, never breaking my monotonous tone.

“Oh I know, you are such a good boy. I know how much respect you have for me.” she spoke in praise.

I suddenly stopped weeping and began smiling, almost as if commanded to like I was some sort of puppet. My moping and weeping had halted instantly and a lingering authentic smile was painted on my face.

“See how I can make you feel so happy Ronen?”

I began nodding into the open air as I lay on the black leather couch, my smile slowly fading over time.

“But that's silly to think I'm too young. After all, I'm a fully grown adult woman with so much to offer. It might be that I have even more to offer than your Flower Lily. Wouldn't that be so nice?”

I made a reluctant facial expression, as if I wasn't certain, but I began nodding slowly and slightly.

I'm not sure if anyone could ever possibly offer more than my Flower Lily. She seemed a perfect wife to me.

“In fact, whenever I say the words let it go, you are going to forget all these silly notions that I'm too young for you, or you are too old. If I don't care about any of that, than neither should you, right?” Priscilla encouraged.

I nodded along, my eyes fully shut.

“In fact, I actually really like how old you are. I think it's so attractive how old and mature you are. You are a very attractive man Ronen. You are someone I truly admire. Would you like to be admired by a young and beautiful woman like me?”

“Yes, but you are too young and it isn't proper.” I told her in an empty tone.

“Oh I know, I know. You've already told me. That's why you are going to let it go aren't you?”

*a short pause*

“I can tell you are resisting a bit for now, and that's ok Ronen. I'm very confident in myself. I'm sure that I can get you to let it go eventually, ok?” she spoke with confidence.

I nodded this time.

“I told you Ronen, I'm so great at fixing people, the best. My professor says I have natural talent and I agree with her. So I'm going to tell you how I'm going to fix you and take away all your pain. I'm going to comfort you deeply, just as you comforted me during my darkest hour seven years ago. Would you like me to take away all your pain?”

“Yes, I would.” I told her in a flat tone.

“Whenever I say the words heart shaped locket you will take all of your loving and caring feelings that you had for your Flower Lily, and you will convert them into feelings for me. All of your love, all of your care, will stop focusing on your love, Kate, who is gone, and will instead be focused 100% all on me, Priscilla, your new and true love.”

I stirred on the couch. What she was suggesting was quite a lot. My mind seemed to be struggling.

“My... Flower... Lily...” I spoke very slowly, showing some resistance.

“Oh, I know, you love her so much, but she is not gone anymore, is she? Your Flower Lily is here and now, and her name is Priscilla, and that is all okay. You don't have to fight that anymore. You can try if you want, but you won't win against me Ronen. I'm so confident and talented at this. It's okay to just give in to me, because you will never ever win against me. Do you understand?”

I gave a subtle nod as I squirmed a bit on the couch, which was apparently enough for Priscilla.

“It won't be long before you completely forget about Kate, your old Flower Lily. I'll make you forget about her completely, and I will fill her role completely. In fact, I'm going to be sooo much bigger and better than her. You'll see. I can be as big as I need to be for you Ronen.” Priscilla spoke, her voice becoming full of sexual tonality. Priscilla couldn't help it, she was getting excited and passionate about what she was saying. She had so much love for me that it was spilling over.

I just laid there listening while in a deep hypnotic sleep.

“So that's how I'm going to fix you Ronen, by becoming your new Flower Lily, so you don't have to be sad anymore. Doesn't that sound nice?”

“Yes, but you are too young. I am a gentleman. I wouldn't take advantage of my position over you.” I spoke though I was asleep.

“And that's why we are going to work on things, so you can let it go. Don't worry. I will hammer this into your subconscious mind until you are forced to give up. I'm not concerned about it. I know how much of a gentleman you are. I wouldn't ever take that away from you. It's one of the things I love most about you Ronen, you are such a mature, kind, gentleman. Very soon you'll realize you're not in a position of power over me at all as you think and believe, quite the opposite, so you'll be able to let go of that silly nonsensical belief as well. I'm going to treat you very well, better than Kate ever did. Kate could never make you feel the way that I'm going to make you feel. You'll see.” Priscilla told me.

“In fact, I'm going to get so big for you that it will probably overwhelm you, but I am going to teach you to be okay with that too, so don't worry about it. You can just relax and feel happy. And just remember, you can look at me as much as you want whenever you want, because I really like it a lot. It doesn't bother me at all, okay?” Priscilla encouraged me.

“Now you certainly won't be able to remember anything we spoke about at all when you wake up will you?”

“No, I will not.” I told her, speaking like a robot.

“Oh no no no, you won't remember anything at all. Quite the contrary. You will wake up and you won't even realize that you fell asleep. You won't even realize that you've been hypnotized. It will be like nothing ever happened at all. You certainly won't remember me teaching you all these new words that I put into your subconscious mind. And you especially won't remember any personal confessions I made to you, let alone speaking about your wife.

“You are going to forget to remember, and remember to forget. All will be forgotten and everything will be remembered, won't it? It will be like none of what we spoke of ever happened, and yet all of it will be remembered by your subconscious mind. I can call upon any of these words I placed inside of your subconscious mind at any time I please, and you will certainly react to these words in the way that I taught you, won't you?” Priscilla went on instructing.

I gave her a big authentic nod with my body that was sleeping hypnotically.

“I am going to forget and remember.” I told her plainly in that robotic hypnotized voice.

“That's right! Such a good boy aren't you?”

I began smiling against my will, feeling so happy while I was asleep. Everything felt very nice and happy. I couldn't help but smile widely as I slept. It felt so happy to be told I was a good boy.

“Now, before I allow you to awaken, there are just a few more words I need to teach you, ok?”

I nodded at Priscilla, agreeing to learn a few more words.

*fade to black*

Comments

I know one good way to do it (especially as stories progress) is to just add PDF with the story up to that point as an attachment.

littleaggro

I really liked that you gave time to develop or build the fathers personality a bit in regards to the report that he and Priscilla had pre hypnosis , looking forward to how you develope the shifting power dynamics . I'm hooked!

House Gnome

I'm really glad if this story resonated with you and connected you back to my classic writing style. I really appreciate your positive encouragement a lot.

stewy

Awesome way to the start the year… expect a deep dive to his mommy fixations and how this busty daughter friend brings them alive and becoming that… love the “good boy” it is always carries a undercurrent of maternal power

Sherlock


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