Frank and Amanda (OC) - Entranced/Living Statue

**This Is A Story Arc**

Frank watched the time clicked down to 1 second. His thumbs worked his controller. On the TV his Dallas Cowboys kicked a perfect field goal to end the long game against his friend Charlie's San Francisco 49ers. The final score was 24-21. "Good game bro," Frank said into his mic as the screen went to the end of game menu. Charlie on the other end cursed at him jokingly before acknowledging the good game. It was the first time Frank had won so he did not know why Charlie was upset. It was a close win too, Frank won by the skin of his teeth and thanks to some glitched penalty calls. "Alright, I have to go I'll see you whenever..." Frank said as he logged out the game and powered down his system.

His timing was just right as his apartment door opened and closed. "I'm home!" his wife Amanda called out. A moment later she entered the apartment's main living space. Amber was dark-haired and tan skinned with brown eyes. She had a short athletic build with proportional features. In photos she tended to look taller than her actual 5'2 frame. Amanda was Frank's wife for the last five years though they had known each other since high school. They were not high school sweet hearts however, they were in completely different circles back then. It was not until their college days that they hooked up and the rest was history. Amanda worked as hotel manager while Frank worked as a customer service contractor for a half dozen companies from the comfort of their apartment.

Amanda shrugged off her jacket and hung it up on a wall rack and dropped her bag off on a nearby end table before she headed over to their living room which was designated by a sofa, two easy chairs, a coffee table and entertainment system. Frank was seated on the sofa, Amanda leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, "Hey babe how was your day?"

Frank gave her a peck on the lips before she headed over to one the easy chairs and plopped down. Amanda was dressed in her usual work uniform that consisted of plain black skirt suit and a pink blouse underneath. Her legs were sheathed in dark hose and she walked on black wedge heels. Her long dark hair was pulled back in sleek bun that gave her a professional look while also showing off her youthful face. She kicked off her heels before she propped her nylon clad feet on the low coffee table, flexing her toes. "You know same old, same old, I was able to log off early today. My calls died down drastically after lunch," Frank replied as he took off his gaming headset.

"Oh that must have been nice," Amanda said as she pulled out her phone and started to play with it. "It was busy as usual for me today," she added her attention on her phone. "I had a front desk clerk call out so I had to cover lunches. I still have the maid issue..." she continued.

"The virus thing?" Frank asked as he turned the TV off. His gaze wandered from Amanda's nylon encased toes and up her shapely legs. Amanda paid a little extra to have her work uniforms altered a bit to fit her better. Being on the petite size, suits tended not to fit her right. In the end her work uniforms hugged her small frame just right really showing off her athletic curves. Frank's eyes drifted around Amanda's chest, her blouse had few buttons undone and he could see the start of her alluring cleavage. Though Amanda was fully entuned to their conversation her gaze was on her phone. She was checking her social media updates that she had not been unable to during her work day. There was a slight smirk on her lips as she looked and scrolled at something.

"Yeah..." she sighed. "I lost another maid to it today. So I have whole floor missing half of the maids," she replied and looked up from her phone. "The maids from the other floors don't want to cover it since the don't want to catch whatever their friends caught."

"What'd you do?" Frank asked and leaned back into the sofa. He liked hearing what Amanda's day was like his own day was so boring. She also looked so good in her work clothes but then again she also looked good out of them as well.

"Well shit, that floor isn't getting cleaned," Amanda chuckled. She went back to her phone and added, "I'm not losing more maids...if I loose more, management is going to have to jump in. You imagine Tori, James and the other's cleaning rooms?" she laughed and shook her head.

"Would you pitch in?" Frank asked.

Amanda looked up at him with a flat look. "Dude I don't even clean at home. You think I'm gonna clean at work?"

"Noted," Frank nodded with a chuckle as Amanda's gaze returned to her phone.

"Yeah, still got the maid problem, I'm not making it worse. Corporate can talk to me about it later. I'm lucky we're still able to rent other rooms and have that floor sit empty for now. Thank goodness for not being in peak season..."

"Better than having guests get sick," Frank said.

"Hell yeah," Amanda nodded and added sarcastically, "The guests can't get sick." Amanda made a few scrolls on her phone and then said, "Hey there's a new club opening tonight you want to go?" she asked looking up from her phone.

"I don't do clubs," Frank replied in a mock snobbish tone. He really did not but Amanda was into and was always trying to get him to go. He would cave a few times because marriage. This time he was not in the mood as he still had migraines from their last club outing that past Saturday.

Amanda chuckled and dropped her phone on her lap. "Come on babe its new..." she whined.

"I mean you could go," Frank suggested. "Call Stephanie or your sister or even your brother, I'm sure they'll go with you."

"You know I want my arm candy at these things," Amanda said wagging her eyebrow at Frank. "I had a long day and this club is perfect."

"It's new how do you know it's perfect?" Frank asked.

"I know these things," Amanda simply replied.

Frank shook his head. He really did not like clubs and he would never even gone to one if it was not for Amanda. They were too loud and too crowded. For some reason every club he went to smelled like armpits. The thought made him gag. "Nah," he repeated. "I just went with you last weekend...that's enough for now."

"Stop being boring," Amanda said as she pulled her long hair from it's bun and shook it free. Her dark hair cascaded down and waves that fell to her chest. She ran her fingers through her scalp and massaged it. "You work at home, you really need to get out more."

"I get out enough, we went to eat Thai food yesterday," Frank countered. Though Amanda looked great with her hair down he thought she was more stunning in the bun.

Amanda frowned at him, it was cute frown however. "To eat doesn't count."

"What? We went out how does it not count?"

"We don't cook dude, we don't go out to eat we die!" Amanda pointed out.

"You're just making us sound pathetic now..."

"You know what I mean, come on babe club time tonight," Amanda said wagging her eyebrows.

"If you really want to go you could go, I really don't mind..." Frank suggested. He could also hit Charlie up again he was sure his friend was still playing Madden.

Amanda crossed her arms, "Come on Frank," she said seriously.

Frank sighed. He was losing. He really could not say no to her if she kept on pushing and she knew it. "If I go we have some fun tonight after?"

Amanda winced, "I kind of want to drink tonight...I don't like doing sex if I'm drunk...I'll pass out and it'll get weird."

"Not weird for me," Frank shrugged. The last time that Amanda was buzzed from a night out, they did have fun after but she did not pass out though. She just does not remember it. That night was fun for Frank. He was getting flashbacks of it and his cock started to stir.

"Ew, no..." Amanda shook her head. "How about club tonight. We order in tomorrow and then we have fun?"

Frank now wanted to skip the club all together and just have fun. He was getting idea, he was going to have fun with Amanda tonight. He leaned forward and feigned a thought as if he was pondering her offer. Amanda looked at him eagerly while she rolled her phone in her palm. "You look kind of tired from day though."

"Tired?" Amanda asked with a puzzled look. "I'm no..." she started to say just as Frank loudly snapped his fingers. In an instant, Amanda's eyes rolled back into her head just as it falls back her mouth hanging slack. Her phone falls from her now limp hands and tumbled to the carpeted floor.

Frank was a fan of hypnosis. He had tried to hypnotize Amanda on several occasions throughout their relationship. Though she was always willing he could never get it right with her. Then there was that one night after a club outing. Amanda was little tipsy and Frank figured he try to hypnotize her again. Drunk or not Amanda would have agreed since she liked to humor him with his failed attempts. It was probably the fact that she was drunk but Frank was finally able to put his Amanda under. That night had been magical to say the least as Amanda turned into his **** and he was able to do anything to her. Before the night was over Frank inserted a trigger to easily put her under. He only used the trigger a few times since then, it really was too powerful to use it all the time. As hot as mindless Amanda was, she was not the woman he had fallen for and married.

He looked over at Amanda's slumped back form. She looked hot in this state. It looked like she was sleeping but it was the suggestion state of her hypnosis. Amanda snored a lot when she really slept. Frank was thankful that she was not sleeping as that would kind of kill his sex drive. "Do you hear me Amanda?" Frank tested.

Her head still thrown back and eyes still closed Amanda replied dreamingly, "Yes my love..."

Perfect Frank thought as some ideas ran through his head. The field was wide open to what he wanted Amanda to do. His first session he had her clean their apartment while naked. The session after that he had play horny school girl. The last session he had her just play limp while he carried her around and had sex with her. An idea came to him that he wanted to try out.

"Amanda, when I wake you will be a mindless doll and you will be fully posable like an action figure. Do you understand?"

"Mindess...doll...fully posable...action figure....yes my love..." Amanda replied monotoned with a slight nod.

"Wake up Amanda."

Frank watched his wife eagerly. When she was under his control she would obey his commands without hesitation. After a few seconds he frowned as Amanda remained slumped back in the easy chair, with feet still propped on the coffee table. He scratched his head in confusion. Was she still under? Getting an idea he lifted her feet from the table. Amanda only jostled slightly from the movement but remained as she was, her feet however were now off the table and floated a few inches in the air. Frank nodded and smile to himself. He had his Amanda doll.