Charlie Hannum and Skyler Star, a Hypnotherapist and Psychologist [Hypnosis, ENF, Denial, Maid, Light]

Skyler sat on the old, leather couch in her living room, watching Fairy Tale and wishing Lucy and Natsu would just get together already. It was a guilty pleasure, to be sure. But she didn't mind, and managed to enjoy the show. It was Friday night, anyway. She had to kill time until Charlie got back.

She only hoped they could get up to some guilty pleasures of their own later. It would be a nice way to end this tiring week.

Working as a psychologist was great, and she loved every minute of it. The patients and their problems were consistently interesting, and helping them overcome their individual challenges while getting them to accept themselves was always lovely. She just wished she could do it more often, help even more people.

Also, it would be nice if it wasn't so damn exhausting. Sometimes being empathetic seemed like a hindrance in her profession.

Skyler shifted on the couch, snuggling into the old backrest, and curled her legs up on the seat. Her after work shorts rode up, revealing her thick thighs, and her low-cut t-shirt bunched up, clinging to her ample bust.

God, if Charlie walked in right now...

She bit her lip, squirming on the couch while Lucy was over-sexualized on the screen in front of her. Skyler watched Lucy's bust bouncing in a bikini that was WAY too small for her, and felt herself heat up even more.

Sure, the overt sexualization of women in anime was unhelpful, and she knew the effect this kind of media could have on her patients, but god DAMN if she wasn't way too into it sometimes. Skyler blinked, then mentally added: as a joke, obviously. Ironically.

A ring and a buzzing on her lap shook her from her thoughts. It was Charlie? Was he off early? That would be refreshing. Maybe they could even do dinner! Or that other thing.

She picked up the phone and brought it to her ear, tapping her foot in anticipation.

She heard his voice come through the phone, not too high and not too low. "Hey honey, I just wanted to let you know that I got off work. Would you want to do anything for dinner? I should be home in about half an hour."

"Really? You mean it?"

He chuckled and said, "Wow, rough day?"

"Ugh, TELL me about it."

"Unfortunately, I think that you'll have to tell me about it before I can tell you."

"God, you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I do. Okay, so I was thinking that I could make that fettuccini dish I was telling you about the other night, maybe break out some red wine from storage."

Skyler paused, her foot slowing. She said, "O-okay, that sounds, um, great! I'm looking forward to it."

She heard him click his tongue through the phone. Her heart beat faster in her chest. Would he pick up on anything? A calm dinner might actually be nice if he didn't...

"You sure that sounds good to you, babe?"

Skyler idly played with her hair, sighed softly, and said, "Y-yeah, for sure. Having a relaxing night with you is always nice. It'll be good to unwind."

"Uh huh."

Skyler waited with baited breath. Her foot tapped faster and faster, but she stilled abruptly when he said, "Alright, sounds good then. I'll see you soon."

Maybe she gave the guy too much credit. Okay, a nice dinner, relaxing, talking about her damn day over wine. Yeah, that wouldn't be so bad, it would be refreshing, if anything.

As she thought about that, Charlie said, "Okay then honey, I just got to my car, so I'm going to have to cut this short. Would you be willing to pull the chicken out of the freezer?"

"No problem Charlie," Skyler said, calming down.

"Great, thanks babe. I love you."

"Love you too! Bye babe."

"Bye Skyler."

Just before Skylar could put down her phone, Charlie said, "Oh! I almost forgot, there was something I wanted to ask you do for dinner."

Skyler sighed, then said, "Yeah? Oh, let me guess, you forgot an essential ingredient again?"

"Yeah, pretty much. Would you mind running to Sprouts? I just you need you to get me a TRANCE."

That fucking TEASE.

With that last thought, Skyler felt herself go limp, though she managed to keep the phone up to her ear. She breathed deeply, in and out. Words fluttered through her brain, but it was hard to focus on them. Sometimes she thought she felt her mouth moving, saying words. But she just breathed, in and out.

Finally, Skyler blinked, coming to. She stretched, her phone still in hand. Her tits practically popped out of her top, and then she sat back down. The TV had been turned off, and in its dark reflection she saw her eyes, glossy and yet refreshed.

She felt herself stand up, but had not even thought about doing it. Oh god, what was Master going to have her do?

Master? Oh, it was going to be one of those nights. She felt a stirring in her chest and her loins as she walked slowly out of the room.