Hypno By Ass.

ONE DAY LATER.

Greg sat at the kitchen table glumly, he had not forgotten the humiliating knockout he'd suffered from Jimmy, but he was determined to get his own back.

"how dare he knock me out like that, and with his ASS to!" He said to himself, he had tried to tell his mom but had gotten nowhere.

"I'm sure whatever he did was all in kindness, you should be thanking your helpful brother, no more drinking for you!" She'd said happily.

"well if no one else will help me ill help myself, I'm gonna Knock him out, see how he likes having MY ass in his face!" He said.

Just then though Jimmy walked in, rather shyly, he was about to try to hypnotise his brother, and he had no idea as to whether it would work, so he wore the tightest underwear he could, and walked into the kitchen.

Greg looked up but then away in disgust.

"could you have picked any tighter underwear to fucking use!" He said.

" all I could find unfortunately" Jimmy said, then, pretending he was getting some coffee, started to gently twerk his ass.

Greg meanwhile tried his best not to look up, but it was no good, he had been knocked out by that ass, he needed to look at it and not be afraid of it, he refused to be afraid of it!, so he looked up.

"why are you shaking like that?"

"oh you know.. just a bit chilly"

"Well the you should put a dressing gown on, your ass looks...y..your.. ass...looks...J..jiggly..." he said, his eyes slowly going blanker the longer he looked at it, jiggling up and down.

"oh I'm sorry bro, you could just look away?"

"y...yep....that's...e..exactly...what...I'm gonna...d....doo.."

"you look a little tired, how about you go to sleep when I click my fingers?" Jimmy asked.

" F..fingers?...I.. don't...your...ass...is...soo.j..jiggly...uup..and...dow..n..." Greg said slowly.

CLICK.

"Dup"

Jimmy turned round. Greg had a blank, open mouthed expression on his face, his tongue lolled out snd he stared unmoving at Jimmy.

"wow!.. this really worked!" A multitude of ideas swam round Jimmy's head, he could make Greg into an exotic dancer, a stripper... no...no.. focus on what he really wanted, he didn't want to change his brother into something he wasn't, and though the idea of Greg stripping in a daze in front of their mom was hilarious, it wasn't his goal.

"can you hear me?"

"yess sirr"

"right, now.. I'm going to click my fingers, and you'll wake up completely normal, you won't remember this at all, normal day"

"yes sir"

"but, from now on, whenever I say the word....sleep!.. you will knock yourself with anything you can find in that moment, understood?"

"yess"

"great!" Jimmy said, and went back to the kitchen side.

CLICK.

"you should put a dressing gown on or something cause that isn't something i want to see!"

"I thought you'd be happy to see it since it smothered you out"

"You will never talk about that again!" Greg said standing up, angry.

"Do you understand me?!"

"yes... I do... in fact... I might just go upstairs.. and Sleep!" Jimmy said.

Greg suddenly and without warning grabbed a frying pan.

"Nighty Night!" He said, then slammed it into his face, sending him dropping to the ground, completely out cold as Drool started leaking from his open mouth.

"well that's gonna be fun to use!" Jimmy said, as he dragged his brother back upstairs for his lie in.