Spilled Milk

Jim and Jake had never believed in hypnotism as anything more than a party trick, and when Jake presented his friend with a book that promised "surefire techniques to mesmerize and enchant" for his birthday, it was intended as a simple gag gift. Certainly the young woman who'd been deepthroating Jim at the time agreed that it was a thoughtful and entertaining present.

Imagine their surprise when they discovered that the book really did work just as advertised! Lesser men might have been tempted to use this discovery for selfish ends, but not these good boys. They swore then and there, while the Jehovah's Witness who had knocked on their door that morning cheerfully bounced her virgin ass on Jake's prick, that it should only be used for good, by helping others to make as many friends as possible. 

And then, because nothing stirs the creative spirit like a little competition, they made a game out of it.

Jim went first, choosing an attractive but painfully shy barista at a local coffee chain. To help the girl open up and get over her fears, he gave her a couple simple instructions. First, whenever she saw a man that she was scared of, especially someone that she'd be terrified to be alone with, she'd write her home address on his cup along with an invitation to come by after work. She'd have no memory of doing this, of course; it would have been cruel to make her anxiously wait to see if her offers were accepted.

Second, to help her break the ice when one of her potential new friends came for a visit, before answering the door she would strip naked, and when she saw her visitor she would sink onto her back and begin playing with herself. Sure enough, everyone who saw what a fun loving lass she was would come right in and spend all night getting to know her better, inside and out. Before long, the girl had built up a stable of new friends, and not a day passed when she wouldn't be visited by several. 

On Jake's turn, he also chose to help someone get over their social phobias. His lucky target was a high profile actress whose aloof attitude was obviously a defensive mechanism. After their meeting, she gained a new appreciation for the "yes and" philosophy. Any request made to her that had to do with acting would be answered with enthusiastic, smiling agreement, and she would never go back on her word.

Her newfound lease on life started making waves the next time a director asked her about doing a nude scene, something she had always vehemently rejected in the past. When she told him that she'd be happy to strip down anytime, for any scene, he inquired a little further, and discovered that yes, she'd be delighted to go naked the entire time she was on set from now on.

The hypnotic command didn't actually change her thoughts and opinions, of course. That would have been a terrible violation. She was free to not want to visit her co-star's trailer after a day of shooting and "practice" their upcoming new sex scene until her insides were raw. She just did it anyway. And since Jake's final command to complete her positive outlook was to ban expressing any complaints or negative opinions, she didn't ruin anyone's good vibes by begging them to stop or screaming for help.

Her new attitude opened doors quickly. One minute she was bouncing from bed to bed and crotch to crotch, becoming the best of friends with everyone she met, and the next she was a rising star in the world of pornographic videos. With no request too extreme, no gangbang too intense, and her agreement that she was more than happy to get paid in the form of cumshots, she was soon one of the most prolific actresses in the medium.

Jim was quite impressed with his friend's results, but he wasn't about to give in. The next lady to catch his eye was a prosecutor who specialized in sexual assault cases. Thanks to her, dozens of vicious rapists had been put behind bars over the years. Jim and Jake, a pair of boys who always made sure their sexual partners were very enthusiastic about their consent, applauded her noble efforts.

Jim saw an opportunity to do his civic duty and assist her in her crusade to wipe out rape. The first step was rehabilitation. To help show the convicts how much better consensual sex could be, she began making regular conjugal visits to each and every soul she had put away, especially the most crude and violent ones. The more they abused and degraded her, the more important it was to visit them as often as possible. 

The second step was prevention. If she could reach out and help people before they even committed a crime, that was the best case scenario for everyone. So she convinced all her new friends in prison to spread the word to everyone they knew on the outside: if they were getting the urge to commit some sort of sexual assault, they should redirect that by paying her a visit. All someone had to do was knock on her door and she would happily explain to them that they could do whatever they wanted, and beg them to return as soon as their cocks were hard again. No matter how cruel or depraved their fantasies were, they would be transformed into harmless consensual fun when satisfied by her.

If every load of cum represented a potential sex crime, then the former prosecutor - she was much too busy to work cases anymore - was soon preventing hundreds every day. There was so much demand for her new outreach program that eventually Jim looked up her sister and mother, who were only too happy to drop what they'd been doing and help share the burden.

Jake’s next lucky target was also in law enforcement, a young police officer occasionally struggling with her job due to past trauma. As a child, she’d been bitten by an ill-trained dog, and ever since, she’d found herself absolutely terrified of canines of all shapes and sizes. No one should ever be afraid of man’s fuzzy best friends, and Jake knew just the suggestion to help her fears melt away.

The trick of course, was to make sure she knew how much fun it was to play with dogs, and the love they freely offer in return. That’s why the next time she was walking in from the car and her neighbor’s mastiff barked at her from his doghouse, she was quite surprised to find herself getting on all fours and crawling towards him. As she would always do from now on when hearing a male dog bark, her mouth sought out his cock, and upon finding it relatively flaccid, began treating him to an enthusiastic tongue bath.

It was impossible to know just how many oodles of fun the cop was having lapping at his furry cock as it emerged from his sheath, but if she was enjoying it even half as much as him, then she was having the time of her life. And once his red rocket was fully prepared for action, that triggered her next hypnotic suggestion. The mastiff was clearly disappointed when she stopped tonguing him, but when she turned around, pulled down her pants and panties, and presented her bare rear to him, that smart boy knew just what to do. Soon he was knotted deep in his new friend and bitch’s pussy, filling it with warm puppy love.

It took a while for him to finish, and from the way she was sobbing when his shrinking cock finally popped out of her oozing slit, she was very sad to see him go. Luckily, the strands of puppy love that connected his cock to her love canal had barely snapped when he barked again. Before she knew it, she’d swiveled back around, and her mouth was back to eagerly playing with him. Like this, she encouraged him to show his love again, and again. And again!

By the time the mastiff was so pleasantly worn out that his cock had called it a night, the neighbor had come home and borne full witness to their bonding. He’d even recorded much of it, and offered to share the good news with everyone she knew. The female officer must have been very grateful for his generosity, because soon she’d brought him over to her house, and was proving that she could give a sloppy, loving tongue bath to someone even without hypnosis.

He and his dog both stayed over for several days, showering her with love inside and out, before they finally parted amicably (her outside naked and drenched in seed, him locking the door behind her as he finally got around to sharing all that good news). While he went around the house and helped himself to a few mementos of their time together - only items of purely sentimental value, of course, like her jewelry, debit cards, and electronics - she was off to the police station to tell her coworkers all about her time.

As luck would have it, though, in her eagerness to share the news quickly she took the most direct route possible, passing through one of the more abandoned and desolate neighborhoods of the city. And there in an alleyway was a poor lonely dane, the very same breed as the one from the officer’s tragic childhood. He was a very good boy who’d been abandoned by his owner just because he had a short temper and was a little too quick to use his claws and teeth on others. He happened to bark at the woman as she went by… and a beautiful relationship was born.

It was a few days before a passing officer, a very rare occurrence in those parts, happened to notice and recognize the woman who was now undoubtedly the biggest dog lover in the city. The once solitary dane had now became part of a full pack, seven canines in total, all bonded by their shared love of a good woman. She was surrounded by enough happy furry Romeos that there was always at least one eager to take her for a ride on his rocket and baste her with that good old puppy love. So much puppy love, in fact, that she quickly had a stomach full of it once they realized her mouth had more than one use.

It’s true that the budding polycule wasn’t without its rocky moments, as all relationships are. The boys would often squabble over whose turn was next, leaving her covered in claw marks. And she wasn’t perfectly well behaved either, occasionally yelling nonsensical statements like “somebody help” or “please I’m being raped by dogs please someone help me” or “no not again why do all your dicks do that every time you’re going to split me in half”, until a few love bites persuaded her to quiet down. She neglected her personal hygiene as well, leaving her filthier and stinkier than even the mangiest of them despite their many diligent attempts to clean her up with their piss.

But like all relationships, what was important was that they were there for each other. All day and night.

The passing officer had already heard the excellent news about his co-worker’s change of heart, and seeing her now, it was clear that dogs had become her passion and her life. He assured her that he would let everyone know that she wouldn’t be showing up to work anytime soon, if ever, and graciously offered to bring the K-9 unit by for frequent visits. Then, chuckling, he left the happy octouple in peace.

Jim and Jake congratulated each other for their tremendous efforts in helping make the world a better place, but despite much vigorous and friendly debate, could not determine who had made the best suggestions. Eventually, after being rudely ejected from their local food court for no other reason than “screaming that they were going to kill each other”, they decided on a final round. They selected a pair of married sisters who were probably going through some kind of sibling conflict or something - they were too worked up to bother to do much background research - and decided each of them would help a different one through their, uh, problems, by hypnotizing them into seducing the other one’s husband. This would definitely improve their… anyway, whichever woman managed to snag her sister’s husband first had clearly been given the superior suggestion.

Each boy found some time to corner his new friend alone and pass along his helpful mandatory advice that they would follow without realizing it, which included setting up secret cameras inside their homes so that Jim and Jake could watch the results without causing a scene. The next day, the boys woke up bright and early to review the footage, eager to see who had won the game that was definitely a friendly competition with no hard feelings attached.

Now, as all his many friends over the years would loudly attest to, Jim was one of the sweetest and gentlest boys in the world. But on that day he’d gotten a little carried away by his competitive spirit, and had decided to do something incredibly out of character: be mean. Instead of focusing on how to get his new friend - who he had already nicknamed Pussy Pop - into bed with her sister’s husband as quickly as possible, he just wanted to ruin Jake’s chances of succeeding at all.

So that night, instead of slipping out of the house to crawl into someone else’s bed, a thoroughly hypnotized Pussy Pop had stayed in her own to make sure her sister - Cunt Cake - couldn’t get a chance to sneak in. And to make sure her husband would never even think about making love with her sister in the future, she spent the night telling him all sorts of awful stories about the girl. A couple may have been true, most were false, all were intended to make him absolutely despise his sister-in-law.

Pussy Pop’s husband believed every word, and was devastated to learn what a terrible person Cunt Cake had been this entire time. When his wife had finished her stories, he immediately called up his best friend in the world to ask his advice. And it just so happened that best friend was Cunt Cake’s husband. Who, it just so happened, had just finished a very disturbing conversation with his own wife. Who, it just so happened, had been given the exact same suggestion by Jake that her sister had received from Jim.

By this point in their viewing, both boys had realized what the other had done, and this had sparked another friendly debate. While the footage slowly progressed through the night, they had a very amicable chat that only occasionally had them yelling at the top of their lungs or brandishing weapons. It was quite a while before either of them looked at the screens and discovered that their sabotage plans had completely backfired. 

Pussy Pop was now in Cunt Cake’s basement, tied up like a pretty little present and screaming with excitement as she played what looked like a game with Cunt Cake’s husband. The rules were unclear, but it involved making love to her eponymous pussy while seeing how hard he could twist both of her nipples, and based on the cum already oozing from her slit, it must have been a very fun game indeed.

Cunt Cake was playing a similar game with Pussy Pop’s husband in Pussy Pop’s basement. Hers involved getting her cute derriere stuffed while he gave her throat a loving squeeze with both hands, and the woman was just drooling in delight. It was such a warm and cozy game that she’d occasionally drift off to sleep, but a couple love taps to her side were always enough to wake her up.

Flabbergasted, the boys rewound the footage. As it turned out, both men had talked out their problems and realized that hatred was never the answer. Instead of focusing on the cruel things they’d just learned about their sister-in-laws, they decided to focus on all the wonderful things instead. Like how tight their holes were, or how much fun it would be to smack them around. Jim and Jake stared in astonishment at two men who had put the past behind them and were now dedicated to forming close new relationships with their sister-in-laws.

Both boys considered the situation for a moment, and then laughed until they cried.

When they’d recovered enough to speak, they both agreed that as fun and useful as hypnotism was, it wasn’t worth the strain it was causing their relationship. They would take a cue from those these tight-knit families they’d just watched, and choose love. The hypnosis book went straight into the trash, never to threaten their friendship again.

The Jehovah’s Witness still cheerfully bouncing away on Jake’s prick, her ass very far from virgin by now, agreed that they had both made the right choice.