Tom found himself sitting at the kitchen table in front of some collage work. His mind was elsewhere as he stared at the shiny coin rolling round in his fingers. Earlier that day he had taken a shortcut home through the woods, and stumbled across this stand coin with a spiral on it. It was in a wooden box hidden in some undergrowth. Etched on the box were the words 'Hypnosis Coin'. Inside were instructions to shine the reflected light of the coin into someone's eyes, and they would follow any command you gave them.
Tom's mother was busy just a few feet away preparing dinner. She rattled pots and fiddled with the oven, hands covered in pastry mixture. Tom and his mother had always had a rocky relationship. Well, since his father left when he was younger. Tom never got a full story as to why, but he knew that his mother had kicked him out rather than the other way around. Tom was now 18 and ever since then she seemed to have a short temper with him. She always ordered him around and to do chores. It was not like Tom was lazy and had to be asked. It seemed to him to just be her way of sniping and digging at him. It made him feel a little worthless, even though it was just words. He did not have the closeness he wanted with her.
"Take the trash out for me, would you?" She asked without looking at him. That was exactly the kind of thing that annoyed Tom. Even though she was asking, it was more like she was telling. Ordering in fact. None the less, tom did as he was told. He pulled himself up and emptied the trash outside. He returned to the kitchen table and continued observing his mother.
"Mom, can you get me a soda please?" Tom asked, clutching the coin.
"Not really this minute, hon." She answered back, "Can't you see I'm busy?"
Tom watched her faffing about for a few moments ignoring him. He looked at the shiny gleam of the coin, then carefully aimed the glare of it towards the back of her head.
"Mom?" Tom pestered again.
"What?!" she sounded slightly annoyed, but turned around to face him. Tom quickly adjusted the beam of light to hit her eyes. It did so, right into them. It stunned her for a second and forced her to close her eyes for a moment, but she was soon alert again. Her eyes reopened and she did not bite at Tom for irritating her.
"What?" she repeated, more calmly. Tom swallowed a nervous lump.
"Can you get me a soda?" he asked. His mother suddenly smiled at him, and without a second's thought she turned to the refrigerator and grabbed a can. She stood in front of him with hand outstretched. Tom's mouth was parted slightly, shocked that his hypnosis coin actually worked.
"Can you clean that up?" Tom asked, pointing to the pastry mix which had found it way from her hand into the can.
"Sorry!" his mother replied immediately, using her apron to wipe it. Tom took it from her. His mom turned around right away and continued preparing the dinner. His eyes did not leave her figure as he slowly sipped his drink. He watched her putting vegetables in pots and washing her hands in the sink, thinking to himself.
"Mom..." Tom began.
"Yes dear?" she answered quickly again.
"Get me a glass and ice, please." He tried his luck.
"Of course, hon." As soon as she spoke she was acting on his request. She walked quickly to the glass cupboard and right away to the freezer, filling the tumbler with ice. She set it down in front of him and was back to cooking before Tom knew what had happened.
"Thank you." He said.
"You're welcome." His mother replied, throwing a smile over her shoulder. Tom stood up and moved next to his mother, looking at her intensely.
"I'm going for a lay-down." He told her. She nodded, attention fixed on her task. Tom went up to his room and lay on his bed. He stared up at the ceiling for a while, thinking and planning. He smiled to himself at the possibilities this hypnosis-coin could bring.
Tom decided to leave it there for that night while he got his head round it. His mother later called him down for dinner, by which time the hypnosis seemed to have worn off as when he asked her to do so, she made him clear his own plate from the table. An uneventful evening followed as Tom went to bed.
When Tom returned home the next afternoon he did not think anyone was home. Everything was silent. He dumped his bag by the door and went upstairs to use the bathroom. He waded straight in as the door was unlocked. To his shock his mother was standing there barely covered by a towel. He gasped, but she wore headphones and faced away from him. The towel wrapped around her waist and pushed cleavage up. Tom thought her nipples should have been visible too. It stopped at her thighs, giving a very suggestive image of her round ass.
After only getting a few seconds view, Tom darted out of the bathroom, apparently not having been noticed by his oblivious mother. He had never thought of his mother in a sexual manner, but he had just caught an eyeful of her. Mistake or not it had made him horny. His dick pushed tight against his jeans. Thoughts of his mother in the towel filled his head.
Tom waited patiently downstairs in the kitchen for his mother to appear. After what seemed a while she did. She wore a thick cream sweater and blue jeans.
"Cooking dinner, Mom?" Tom asked.
"Sure," she smiled, "What do you fancy?"
"How about cookies?" he replied.
"You can't have cookies for dinner!" his mother scorned. With that, Tom pulled the hypnosis coin from his pocket. His mother caught sight of it for an all-too-brief moment before the gleam of light bounced from its surface and into her gaze. She was stunned once again.
"Let's have cookies for dinner." Tom repeated.
"Great idea!" his mother grinned. "I'll get to work." She wasted no time in pulling out ingredients and mixing bowls. Tom sat back feeling very pleased with himself. With the stroke of luck that allowed him to find the coin he had gained total control over this woman who was making his domestic life rather unhappy. He watched her follow his command for a while, however, today he wanted more from her.
"Aren't you hot in that sweater, mom?" he asked.
