readinghypnosis
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This is something I came up with the other day: A mother has been a professional model all her adult life (not really a famous one, but successful enough for her and her son to live comfortably). Having recently hit forty, however, modeling gigs are getting much, much harder to find, which starts to worry her has her 17 year-old son may not be able to go to the school he wants to. (Mother and son have always been very close, with even having developed a crush on her). Her deadbeat ex, who walked out on her when their son was born, is no help, of course, so she's on her own.
Eventually, though, she manages to get a job at an upscale store that uses living mannequins. They're very insistent on preserving the illusion and mannequins moving or flinching or reacting to customers is a big no-no. "How hard can it be?" she says. After a few days, however, she finds it hard not to react if a customer moves her a bit or makes faces at her. The manager eventually tires of this, but feels bad for her and decides to give her once last chance: no moving under any circumstances, or he'll have to fire her.
She confides her problem to her son, who suggests she should practice at home. He points out that the important trick is to learn to everyone else, even if they're doing something to her. Initially hesitant at first, they both agree that she should try striking a pose and staying frozen while he should try to do something to her.
She does just that, staying perfectly still, while he moves her arms and legs a bit, pokes her, and moves his hands over her sides, arms and legs. She does a bit better at work the next day, though they agree they should try it again.
She's currently doing a sports display at work, so he finds her in the living room dresses in a tennis outfit with a short skirt, holding a tennis racquet. He pulls the racquet out of her hands, though her hands still stay in the position of holding a racquet. Good, so far. So he repositions her head, arms, and legs, and runs his hands over her legs a bit. She does even better at staying still than before, and they agree to keep practicing. Son admits to himself that he's starting to get excited by these practices and starts to suspect his mom is as well.
Over the next few days and weeks this continues, with him coming home from school and seeing her posed somewhere in the house, often with her wearing something exciting. He finds her in her room, posed as a cheerleader one day. Another time he finds her lounging by the hot tub, wearing a sexy one-piece. Another time he goes down to do some laundry and sees her sitting on the washing machine, dressed as a sexy schoolgirl. He may find her surrounded in shorts, surrounded by camping gear, or dressed like she's running track, or wearing a sexy black or red dress. Sometimes while cooking or doing housework, he'll tell her to freeze. Other times, she'll tell him she's about to freeze. He starts to get bolder and bolder as well, running his hands over her chest, and giving her tentative kisses on the cheeks or even the occasional one on the lips. Her boss at work congratulates her on how much her freezing has improved, but it's clear that's not what either mother or son are thinking about anymore.
One Saturday morning, after getting dressed, he comes down and finds her in the kitchen, holding a pan and spatula, wearing only underwear and a man's button-up shirt, posed as if she's cooking breakfast for a lover the morning after. She has a lustful, inviting look on her face that really excites him. Taking the items out of her hands (by now, it's easy for her to stay frozen while he does this) he immediately starts hugging and fondling her. Putting his hands on the sides of her face and gives her a deep kiss, using tongue. Her tongue responds, but the rest of her manages to stay still. This goes on for several minutes, before she breaks the spell, congratulating him on helping her practice. He accepts this, but feels a bit bummed at stopping.
Finally, on the day of the son's 18th birthday, he comes home from school to find a note summoning him up to him up to his room. There, he finds his mother, posed like a mannequin, wearing sexy lingerie, with a card that reads "Happy birthday. Enjoy your gift." He immediately walks over to her and...
What happens next? You tell me.
A couple of caveats I have:
-No anal and no pregnancies, please.
-He also shouldn't be cruel to her or want to share her with anyone else.
-Descriptions of large chest sizes, I find to be something of a cliche. My eyes start rolling the moment I see a description of a woman that includes the term "36DD".
-Most of all, I'm not a fan of stockings/pantyhose/anything that covers up legs.
Eventually, though, she manages to get a job at an upscale store that uses living mannequins. They're very insistent on preserving the illusion and mannequins moving or flinching or reacting to customers is a big no-no. "How hard can it be?" she says. After a few days, however, she finds it hard not to react if a customer moves her a bit or makes faces at her. The manager eventually tires of this, but feels bad for her and decides to give her once last chance: no moving under any circumstances, or he'll have to fire her.
She confides her problem to her son, who suggests she should practice at home. He points out that the important trick is to learn to everyone else, even if they're doing something to her. Initially hesitant at first, they both agree that she should try striking a pose and staying frozen while he should try to do something to her.
She does just that, staying perfectly still, while he moves her arms and legs a bit, pokes her, and moves his hands over her sides, arms and legs. She does a bit better at work the next day, though they agree they should try it again.
She's currently doing a sports display at work, so he finds her in the living room dresses in a tennis outfit with a short skirt, holding a tennis racquet. He pulls the racquet out of her hands, though her hands still stay in the position of holding a racquet. Good, so far. So he repositions her head, arms, and legs, and runs his hands over her legs a bit. She does even better at staying still than before, and they agree to keep practicing. Son admits to himself that he's starting to get excited by these practices and starts to suspect his mom is as well.
Over the next few days and weeks this continues, with him coming home from school and seeing her posed somewhere in the house, often with her wearing something exciting. He finds her in her room, posed as a cheerleader one day. Another time he finds her lounging by the hot tub, wearing a sexy one-piece. Another time he goes down to do some laundry and sees her sitting on the washing machine, dressed as a sexy schoolgirl. He may find her surrounded in shorts, surrounded by camping gear, or dressed like she's running track, or wearing a sexy black or red dress. Sometimes while cooking or doing housework, he'll tell her to freeze. Other times, she'll tell him she's about to freeze. He starts to get bolder and bolder as well, running his hands over her chest, and giving her tentative kisses on the cheeks or even the occasional one on the lips. Her boss at work congratulates her on how much her freezing has improved, but it's clear that's not what either mother or son are thinking about anymore.
One Saturday morning, after getting dressed, he comes down and finds her in the kitchen, holding a pan and spatula, wearing only underwear and a man's button-up shirt, posed as if she's cooking breakfast for a lover the morning after. She has a lustful, inviting look on her face that really excites him. Taking the items out of her hands (by now, it's easy for her to stay frozen while he does this) he immediately starts hugging and fondling her. Putting his hands on the sides of her face and gives her a deep kiss, using tongue. Her tongue responds, but the rest of her manages to stay still. This goes on for several minutes, before she breaks the spell, congratulating him on helping her practice. He accepts this, but feels a bit bummed at stopping.
Finally, on the day of the son's 18th birthday, he comes home from school to find a note summoning him up to him up to his room. There, he finds his mother, posed like a mannequin, wearing sexy lingerie, with a card that reads "Happy birthday. Enjoy your gift." He immediately walks over to her and...
What happens next? You tell me.
A couple of caveats I have:
-No anal and no pregnancies, please.
-He also shouldn't be cruel to her or want to share her with anyone else.
-Descriptions of large chest sizes, I find to be something of a cliche. My eyes start rolling the moment I see a description of a woman that includes the term "36DD".
-Most of all, I'm not a fan of stockings/pantyhose/anything that covers up legs.