My Hypnotized Sissy Son Ch 01

Hi again, sorry for the delay.

For those who already read the prologue 00 you already know what this story is about, and if you haven't read it the most handy recap will be; "Mom hates her son and she doesn't mind ruining his life if she gets fun with them." Obviously all the characters are of adult.

I thought of this story as one where a mother with trauma and probably some slight problem beyond that, ends up ruining her son's life just for fun/vengeance, maybe both. The story has a non-con and incest thread so if you don't like that better not read any more.

In this first part you could consider it as another extension of the prologue, but I just wanted to give more background to everything that's going to happen, but if you don't want to go into details you can skip to the party part.

Another thing before I start, I want to say that I'm really doing my best to write in English (since I speak Spanish) so you might find some translation mistakes, I apologize for that.

1. To Home.

It was almost 10pm when I drove through the old wooden arch that welcomed us into the town. "Welcome to the town of Moun... Huh! As if people would come here." I muttered with some malice. I usually didn't leave town, except to buy some spare parts or products that didn't arrive at the town, this was one of those occasions.

I had left home very early in the morning to go to the city, usually it was something I hated, but this time I was really excited.

-But mom...- Jon asked as he picked up the dishes from the table. -What will happen to the store? You'll lose a day of sales, weren't we in the red?- I was surprised that being a nerd, Jon didn't realize that was a lie. "Mmgh! The smartest kid? The only store in town and you still think we're bankrupt, idiot." I thought as I put my keys in my handbag. -There's something I have to do, I think that a day off won't ruin us, don't you think?- I said trying to sound like a normal mother in a hurry.

-Anyway, the duties don't end. After washing the dishes, clean the kitchen, clean your bedroom and wash your clothes. Oh! And the bathroom, I don't want it to be dirty when I get back, is that clear?- I didn't have to raise my voice, because Jon was used to doing all those activities since he could lift a broom, but I was still sure that the simple fact of reminding him every day made Jon feel like a little kid.

-Yes mom, I know... - He said in a somewhat shrill tone, he left the dishes in the sink and then turned to look at me with puppy eyes. I knew what he was going to ask me. -Can I invite Lisa to my birthday party? It would be fun to celebrate with someone else this time... You know, not just you and me like always.- He tried to sweeten his voice as much as he could, he sounded like a pathetic brat when he did that.

-Baby, you know it's a tradition that at your birthday party it's you and me, mother and son. Why would you want to bring a strange girl to your party? Don't you care about our tradition?- Jon had never asked me to let him bring a friend to the house, and that's because Jon didn't have any friends. I knew, from what I'd heard from the boys who went to the store, that Jon was an outcast who spent his days hiding in the classrooms so he wouldn't be bothered.

Jon was silent for a moment before trying again. I'd always had mixed feelings when Jon begged me for anything. I wanted to hit him for being an idiot, but it also gave me a certain pleasure to hear him beg. -Please Mom! Just once! Please, Lisa is so cute! I think you'll like her a lot. Please let me invite her.- Jon couldn't take that stupid puppy dog ​​look off his face.

I adjusted my earrings and then straightened my shirt before answering in the most authoritative way possible.

-My answer is no. You can't bring her home and that's the last time I'll say it. Plus, you don't even know her well, she could be a girl who just wants to play with you. Good things don't just come out of nowhere, that girl approached you a few days ago, have you ever wondered why? Huh? Maybe she just wants to make fun of you, believe me that's how girls are. The faster you learn that the better off you'll be.- I grabbed my things, walked over to Jon, who had a look of total disappointment on his face -I'm just thinking about what's best for you, Jon- I gave him a peck on the cheek. -I'll see you later, sweetheart.- That was the last thing I had said to Jon before embarking on my search through the city.

The light turned red right at the corner where the clothing store was, where the brat who wanted to take my son from me worked. "Disgusting pig!" I screamed as I glared at the front of the clothing store. "You think you're going to keep Jon away from me, huh? You'll see, I'm going to ruin your life, bitch!" I glanced at the paper bag resting on the passenger seat and an evil smile appeared on my lips.

The night before I had spent hours in front of my computer looking for a deler who could get me some Scopolamine. They weren't hard to find, I just had to sign up for a dating app to find some young men willing to sell it to me. I finally found one who promised to give me a large amount for a fair price. I didn't know what he meant by "fair price," since each bottle had cost a couple hundred.

So there I was, on my way home with a few hundred dollar paper bag full of drugs, not bad.

I had taken advantage of the trip to buy more things that would serve as a party favor for Jon, they weren't traditional party items, but I was excited to incorporate them into our tradition.

The light turned green and I continued on my way. "10pm" clock was ticking. "I wonder if those two saw each other today... I'm sure they did. I can't imagine them together... If Jon dares to get that bitch pregnant to my house!! I swear... Shit, I'm going to have to do something about that bitch soon, I can't let her get any closer to my son." Maybe I had thought that last part or maybe I shouted it out loud. I didn't know.

The car moved. I was just minutes away from getting home and I knew this was going to be a long night of party preparations.

2. Next morning 9:34 AM.

I woke up at 9:43 in the morning. I was sitting in front of my computer with a bunch of notes scattered on my desk and on the floor. "Shit! I fell asleep!" I looked at my computer, the screen was still on and on it was a folder full of hypnosis and brainwashing videos that I had spent the whole night downloading. If Jon came in and saw those videos it would probably ruin all my plans.

"The store! I hope he has put everything in order." I wasn't usually one to fall asleep late, in fact I used to wake up very early, but the night had been very exhausting. The trip to the city, dealing with a drug addict who wanted my number in exchange for the drugs, not to mention the hours I had spent on hypnosis and brainwashing forums.

My computer looked like that of a teenager with unlimited access to the Internet. I had downloaded hundreds of videos and thousands of images, each one more disgusting than the last. "Brainwashing, hypnosis, humiliation, obedience."

I was pretty sure Jon's cell phone and laptop had to have twice as much of that crap on them. He wasn't a popular boy at all, even I knew he'd never had sex because all his classmates said so at the store. Plus, more than once I caught him jercking off like a complete addict in front of his laptop with his hand moving up and down faster and faster getting pre-cum on it, his eyes fixed on the screen and his tongue hanging out, pathetic pervert.

When Jon turned 18 and finished his studies he stayed home more and And that habit only got worse. He began to spend entire nights in front of his laptop, I never really tried to stop him, I didn't care if he turned addicted to that stuff.

I was actually kind of excited about it, the idea of ​​him becoming so dependent on pornography would only ruin his already pathetic social life and I liked that.

I closed the folder containing sissy hypnosis videos and turned off the computer. "Sissy hypnosis, only men can enjoy this garbage." I muttered.

That category of videos hadn't been a random choice, I had snuck into Jon's room at some point when he was in school. Naturally it disgusted me, there was toilet paper everywhere and the idiot hadn't even locked the laptop. When I looked through it I discovered hundreds of videos of men dressed as women. Sissy, femboy, trans, futa videos and pics. "Disgusting! It was just a bunch of internet degenerates." If Jon liked that garbage then I'm not doing anything wrong if I give him a little push, right? After all if he liked that he'd be glad to receive it from his own mother. If he wanted a woman in his life it would be me and I was going to make sure that was made very clear to him. If he wanted "pleasure" then I would provide it too and not some random little slut.

After taking a quick shower, I put on some casual clothes. A pair of jeans with slightly flared legs, a pair of brown boots, and a cute blue short-sleeved blouse that had a small, discreet neckline, nothing revealing really. I grabbed my bag, looked at myself in the mirror, i tied my blonde hair with a ponytail before heading out to the store.

3. Store. 10:15 AM.

When I got to the store everything seemed to be in order. As usual it was still closed, but Jon was already inside waiting for me. He was strictly prohibited to open the store on his own, as I didn't want him to have any contact with my customers or the money. It wasn't that it was a lack of trust in his skills ( I knew at least he could do a simple sum), the truth is that I liked to keep him in line by doing jobs more suited to his talents, like cleaning the bathroom, sweeping, cleaning the windows and obviously all the hard work that mommy "couldn't" do.

I had barely entered the store when Jon yelled. -Mommy! You're finally here! I thought you had fallen asleep," he said, "Before I answered, I removed the "closed" sign from the front door. -Yesterday I didn't see you get home, what time did you get home? Must have been a great night out, since you rarely go out of town.

-Huh? Yes, it was an interesting ride (" A junkie wanted your mom's number for drugs. Yeah it was interesting.") Got home about 10, sweetie, sorry I didn't tell you anything, but I was really tired.

When I put my bag on the counter. I noticed something I had never seen before, on the bar was a small blue box with a pink ribbon. -Mmgh... Jon, what's that?" I pointed to the box with my thumb, fearing that I already knew the answer.

-Oh! It's just a present from Lisa. As you said she couldn't go to the party she has given it to me in advance" He was sounding really happy, it made me mad. I just wanted to yell at him and throw the box in the basket.

-She was here? I made an over human effort not to hit him, I wanted to hit him. -You know I don't like you to let people into the store when I'm not here, you know that, right?

-Yes, sorry, but she came to see me and I couldn't leave her out, right? But don't worry, Mom. She just left, She said that she had to work with her mom, she was here just for a minute and she didn't touch anything, I swear she didn't touch anything, seriously!

A happy smile came to his lips. -I'll see her day after tomorrow to celebrate a bit, that way tomorrow it will just be you and me for the party! I thought it's a win-win for everyone," he said, he've never been so excited.

"She was in my store AGAIN! The little slut!!!" Again I didn't know if I had thought it or shouted it. -So you'll see her on Sunday? And tell me... what's inside the box?" I took the box to open it, but Jon snatched it away from me immediately.

-MOM! No! It's a secret, Lisa told me not to show it to anyone," he hugged the box against his chest and took a step back.

I could hear Jon's voice as if it was miles away. I was stunned, not moving, while I processed what had happened. "He grabbed the box from my hands!!!!. Like I was a... A..."

All sorts of ideas started to cross my mind, I wanted to grab the box out of his hands, I wanted to scream at him, I could almost see myself jumping on him to beat him.

-I'm sorry, I know that young boys have to have their secrets. I respect that, just make sure that girl isn't playing with you. I'm telling you Jonathan, I know girls her age well and I know they can get to do cruel things. I just don't want her to hurt you," I reached out to caress his cheek tenderly, I had to restrain myself from slapping him until he cried.

That's when the door opened, the first customer of the day.

The day at the store had been long and horrible, every time the bell rang I kept waiting for that bitch not to walk through the door. I stared for a long time at my Jon as he rearranged the boxes that the kids shifted around, spoiled brats that my foolish and impotent son didn't have the guts to stop.

"You're a piece of shit just like your stupid asshole of a father! You make me sick, you've always made me sick! Always! I'm going to make you pay for your foolishness! Don't even think you're going to get that bitch pregnant! I won't let you do anything with her!" Those were the kind of things that I kept thinking during the day.

4. Saturday. Jon's 19th birthday.

Jon's birthday "parties," if I could call them parties, were just me and him at home having dinner and watching movies. I had never bought cake as I didn't like the idea of coddling Jon too much, it was enough to let him have a day off, a day off where I was losing money by not opening the store but in this case it would be worth every cent lost. So for him it was a surprise to walk into the dining room and see a small pink birthday cake on the dining table along with a couple of candles announcing his age, nineteen years old.

- Congratulations honey, happy birthday," I said when Jon entered the room, his eyes opened like plates when he looked at me, he stopped and for a moment which seemed eternal he didn't know what to say and just stood in front of me, immobile like a stone statue.

-M-a... M-mom..." - His face turned red immediately, he tried to look away but it was useless, probably he had never seen a woman dressed like that in front of him.

I used to dress pretty normal, tight or skinny jeans, button down blouses with small cleavage and boots, nothing flashy or revealing except for teenagers. It was a very conservative outfit that had always helped me go unnoticed with everyone in town, something that would not have happened if anyone saw me dressed this way.

I had researched what Jon liked most about the girls he saw on the Internet, and it hadn't taken me long to discover that he liked girls who wore tight, revealing clothes in flashy phosphorescent colors. So when I went into town I had taken advantage of the trip to visit some "indecent" clothing stores from which I had brought a lot of stuff home.

So I was wearing a little pink sleeveless party dress with a wide enough neckline that exposed half of my boobs, it was cut very tight and snug to the body in such a way that it was tight enough to mark every last curve on my body, something I considered important if I wanted to keep Jon the edge since before I had him at my disposition. It had such a plunging neckline in the back that it went from the shoulders to the lower back, it practically left my entire back exposed if not for some small strips of fabric hanging down the sides, it had a side slit on the right thigh so that part of my leg was totally exposed which made Jon follow my leg up and down with his eyes to the pair of white stilettos with spiked heels, I had painted my nails white to complete the outfit. A little makeup, red lipstick and a pretty ponytail that made my golden hair sway back and forth as I walked completed my look.

-Give mommy a hug, sweetheart!- I approached, clacking my heels as I approached. *CLICK-CLACK-CLACK-CLICK-CLACK*. I hugged him so tightly that my boobs pushed against his chest. -Come on, hug me, aren't you happy? I pressed my body closer to his so that I could perfectly feel his crotch against my right thigh.

-Aaaah... Mom? I... Thank you...- Part of me was feeling very pleased when I could feel the discomfort in her voice. " You sure had never touched a woman in your life, had you?" I thought as I tried to find the bulge in his pants with my thigh, until I felt something growing. When I felt it was hard enough I pulled away, grabbed him by the cheeks and gave him a kiss on the lips.

-I said, "Congratulations, sweetheart. I'm so happy you decided to spend the day with me and not with that... "Bitch" that girl. You know mom knows best and what better than to stay together and have some cake huh?" I pointed to the cake. -Come on, let's eat a little, then we can watch a movie, I prepared one I think it's probably your favorite -I took him by the hand and guided him to the chair.

-I... I don't know what to say..." Jon said as he tried to control himself, he curled up a little as if trying to hide his semi erect cock in his pants, he took a seat and looked at the cake. -Thanks... I can't remember the last time we had pie mom.-.

"I've never bought it before." I thought as I took a seat on the other side of the table. -"Huu you know, I wanted to do something special for you. It's not every day you turn 19, right? I just wanted to make you feel special on your day. "And boy am I gonna make you feel so special." I pulled up the neckline of the dress I had pulled down with the hug. -Let's light these." I grabbed the lighter from the table and lit the candles. *19*

-Done! Now, make a wish!" It was obvious that Jon had no idea how to act because he stared at the candles not knowing what to say.

-Come on honey, just one wish, I'm dying to try that cake!

-Oh well, I have to do it quietly, right? Let's see...- He stared at the candles for a moment until I saw a smile come to his lips. "He's sure thinking about that slut. Even when he has me in front of him dressed like a slut he's thinking about her!" I squeezed my fists under the table.

-Ok! Got it!- He walked over to the candles and blew. - I'm done! Hope it works! - he added tenderly. -Can I cut it, Mom?-

-Sure, honey.- I passed him the knife, he cut two slices and put them on separate plates.

-It looks delicious! Let's eat!- He took a bite before I could interrupt him.

-Wait honey, I think we should accompany this with some wine, don't you think?- I stood up and walked to the bar where there was a bottle.

-Wine? Really?- Jon's eyes lit up when he heard that I would let him drink wine. -That's cool! That sounds awesome!- I had never heard him so excited.

When I got to the bar I took the bottle I had previously opened, poured two cups until they were both the same height. I took a small vial I had placed minutes before with the powdered scopolamine, poured the drug into his glass and then stirred it with my finger.

-I think you're going to love this. Although I warn you, since you've never had alcohol before it can get a little overwhelming.- I returned to the table clicking my heels throughout the process. *CLICK-CLICK-CLACK-CLICK-CLICK* -Here, baby, here's your drink.- I had to hold back an evil chuckle and a big wicked grin so as not to arouse suspicion.

-Thanks, Mom! I love this! I wish we could do this more often!- Jon took the cup and smelled the wine, trusting that his lack of experience would help him to overlook any alterations in the wine.

-Cheers, sweetheart.- I raised my glass - To you baby.-

-Cheers!- He raised his glass and immediately took a sip. - Wooow! It's kind of strong. It must taste so bitter? - He tried to hide a grimace.

-It's normal, it will take you a few more bottles to get used to the taste. Drink it, to the very bottom, it's not good luck to leave the cup half full.- "Yeah right, don't you know it's bad manners to waste such an expensive drug?" Jon took the cup and in a super human effort started to drink all the wine.