THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 24 (Scott's PoV)

Scott’s PoV:

After Hannah instructed me to go home, I didn’t return home directly but rather visited David for real this time. Though Hannah wanted me to play my role, and didn’t want me to make any more surprise move, I didn’t want to come home and back to act like a pathetic sissy just yet. Anyway, what could go wrong? I was just visiting a friend, I needed a place to rebuild my confidence, or simply a place to take a break and David’s place might be the right place for it.

I knocked on the door, and moments later, the door was opened by a homely, but sexy mother of David, Janice Brawn. Janice was a brunette-haired lady. Her wavy hair was currently put in a ponytail. When she opened the door, she was dressed in a body-shaping jumpsuit and had a short towel around her neck. Her body was sweaty. It was apparent that she was just working out before she opened the door for me.

I still couldn’t believe that this hot MILF was David’s mother. Well, I still thought my mom was hotter than her though because my mom had a shapelier body while Janice was fuller figured and thicc.

Janice looked at me from top to bottom. She blinked and rubbed her eyes a few times as if she didn’t recognize what she saw.

“It’s me, Scott Robinson, Mrs. Brawn,” I finally broke the awkward silence between us.

“Scott? Is that really you?” Janice replied in disbelief.

Her reaction was understandable considering I look different and effeminate now.

I nodded my head embarrassedly, “Yes, Mrs. Brawn. It’s me.”

“Ah, sorry, David didn’t tell me that you are currently transitioning,” Janice replied apologetically after her shock subsided.

“No, ma’am, I’m not transitioning to be a woman. It’s just…” I stopped and didn’t continue my words. Should I tell her about Darel mind controlling me to be a sissy and how a CIA agent broke Darel’s influence over me, and now the CIA agent wanted me to stay acting like a sissy for our plan? I didn’t think it was a good thing to say, it would even complicate things up. What if Janice was already compromised? I want to believe I still have some safe haven in David’s house.

“It’s just what?” Janice asked back, waiting for me to continue.

My brain went on overdrive and finally thought of a good answer, “It’s just that I lost a bet with someone and I need to dress this way for a few days.”

“Ah, I see, bad luck for you for losing the bet, but it is quite honorable of you that you still go on with such a bet. How did your mom respond to your new look?”

It sounded that she was empathizing with my plight, but there was a hint of being amused in her tone. Or it might be just me overthinking it.

“I'd rather not talk about it, Mrs. Brawn,” I replied to her.

“I understand. Sorry, you must feel quite ashamed of it. Anyway, come in, David was in his bedroom, he must be happy to have you visit him. Just don’t do anything questionable when you are with him, all right?”

I knew it was just her teasing me, but did Janice just imply that I would seduce David? No way I would do that, I wasn’t a gay.

I looked at her bouncy ass as Janice sashayed away. See, I’m not gay, I’m still interested in a woman’s ass.

Janice was finally gone from my field of view. I had been in their home numerous times, and Janice didn’t need to show me the way around. She already trusted me to navigate their house on my own and knew where I should wander.

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I was quite used to just entering David’s room without even bothering to knock on the door first, but it might be a mistake this time. As I opened the door to his room without warning, I saw he had his pants around his ankle, his cock out, and he was stroking his cock to something that looked like a Japanese MILF porn.

“David! What did you watch?” I asked him in my shrill, high-pitched voice.

David jolted from his chair in panic, and tried to cover up the monitor, thinking that he was caught red-handed by Janice watching a porn.

He should have picked up his pants first before trying to cover the monitor. I complained on my mind.

This was actually the first time I saw David’s cock. It was bigger than mine. I never expected that he was packing this big stuff in his pants before. Or was it that big to begin with or did he get a growth spurt?

After the initial panic, David finally calmed down and looked at me.

“Who are you? No — Scott, is that you?”

As expected of my best friend, he was able to recognize me in almost an instant.

I nodded, “Yes, it’s me.”

“Fuck you, you just scared me shitless. I thought you were my mom! Why are you looking like a girl?”

“It's a long story, you probably know it, but wouldn’t believe it,” I replied to him.

“Before you continue your story, can you close the door? I don’t want my mom to look here and find me jerking to Japanese porn,” David asked.

I closed the door as he asked.

“Thanks dude, well, calling you dude seems wrong now, what should I call you? Cutiepie?” David said his thanks, but he didn’t miss the chance to tease me.

“Don’t call me Cutiepie, I’m tired hearing it all day long when I don’t like it. Just call me, Scott.”

“You seem to have a long day, Scott. Thankfully, unlike you, my day is good. I had a good time in the gym, and then, I got to jerk off to a Japanese MILF porn before you came in and almost ruined my day.”

“Thanks, David, you are being so helpful with the word,” I replied with sarcasm.

David never failed to be an annoying friend when you needed some comfort. But this kind of interaction made me know David was still the David I knew and hasn't been compromised by Darel and we could still take a jab among friends. Though there was still something I found worrying from his answer, which was his newfound diligence in going to gym. I could see that he was gaining more muscle now and not as skinny as before.

“Alright, I’m sorry for the joke. Now, tell me why are you looking like this? Is this caused by coach Darel again?

I nodded, “Well, sort of. Coach Darel wanted to make me a sissy, and he also got my mom to think that I wanted to be a sissy. Mom then brought me to do some makeover and shopping for some clothes. And the result is what you see right now.”

“Wait. How did you find out and knew all that? Is this another baseless accusation you have against Coach Darel?”

“No, this isn’t a baseless accusation. You might find it hard to believe, but a CIA agent helped me to break Darel’s influence over me. When I broke away from his control, I recalled all the unnatural commands Darel put in my head like how he wanted me to act and look like a sissy.”

“So, you got your mind back and remembered what Coach Darel put you through, but why do you still go along with looking like a sissy? Don’t tell me that you love being a sissy despite being ****?”

I quickly shook my head in denial, “No, it’s not that, I don’t go along with being a sissy because I like it, it’s because it’s a part of the plan. It is also why I am here.”

David was intrigued by what I said, “Part of the plan? Tell me.”

“The CIA agent wants me to play along and act like a sissy so Darel or whoever the Mastermind behind the scene will not be suspicious that anything has changed, as they slowly gathered some lead to catch the culprit.”

“So, what’s the problem?”

“I don’t want to act like a pathetic sissy; I want to play a more active role. I had managed to save Raven because of my decision, I doubt that if I played safely, I could save Raven as quickly as now. Well, it was quite a risky move that could put me, Raven, and the agent in danger, but we succeeded. The agent told me to not repeat my recklessness though, but without taking a risk, who knows when we could save the others. Do you agree that I should risk it or should I play safe?”

“There are a lot of things to proceed, honestly. I can’t give you validation whether you should risk it or not. But I would rather play safe in this matter. It’s not like you can save anybody without the CIA agent helping you, can you?”

“Yes, I still need the agent to undo the brainwashing, only she had the tool to break the mind control influence.”

“Just do what the agent wants you to do then. It’s not your turn to play hero unless you got the tool. I don’t want you to put yourself in danger, Scott. A little temporary humiliation is better than losing yourself to danger.” David advised.

I let out a frustrated sigh. He’s right. Without having the tool to undo the brainwashing, it’s not my place to play hero. I potentially put both Hannah and Raven in danger because of my last action. What more could I do to help them instead of playing my role as Sissy? If only I got the equipment or the tool.

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I leave the Brawn’s residence. Defeated and convinced that the best course of action I could take right now was to keep acting like a sissy until Hannah got her anti-brainwashing device from the agency, only then we could start undoing the influence of Darel on all those women.

David didn’t accompany me out as he was back to masturbating to his japanese porn once more. My leave was largely unnoticed. What surprised me was actually Janice. I managed to ‘see’ her before I left. She was on her phone, talking to someone. While her other hand was rubbing her pussy, still covered in her jumpsuit.

What a pair of horny mother and son.

I couldn’t hear clearly what she said on the phone, but it was about David.

Was Janice also under Darel’s control? I hope not. Darel didn’t seem to target David like how he targeted me.

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Half an hour later, I was home. I didn’t see my mom anywhere in the house. On one hand, I felt relieved that I didn’t need to put on a sissy act just yet, but on the other hand, I couldn’t help worrying about where she was gone. Darel must have sent her somewhere.

I got to my room, and found a letter placed underneath the mouth-shaped fleshlight I bought before. It seemed I was quite wrong with my guess. Mom was home, but she then went out again. At least, she had some decency to leave me a letter. Though I didn’t believe it would be anything good at her current state of mind.

“I will leave for a few days. You don’t need to know where I go. Enjoy your temporary freedom, Cutiepie — Your mommy dearest, Mrs. C.”

It was my mom’s handwriting, and I wouldn’t mistake it for anyone else, but why did she call herself Mrs. C. She didn’t have any ‘C’ in her initials. What did it stand for? Cutiepie? Cunt? Cumslut? Cockslave? Anything is possible if she was still in Darel's control. It seems I wouldn’t know what it stood until she came back and told me herself.

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The night had been peaceful. It was a rare moment where I got a good sleep. I even dreamed that everything had gone back to normal, and Darel never happened. No mind control shenanigans where Darel brainwashed a lot of women, Caleb stayed at his prison, and I spent the rest of the school day smoothly until graduation. I even dreamed that I was in a relationship with Raven. It was a good dream until my alarm rang loudly and woke me up from the nice dream. I overslept, and it was the last alarm for the morning that fortunately woke me up. It was close to 9 now.

I did my prep as fast as I could and went to school right away. People's eyes were on me as I rode on the bus. I thought that the walk of shame would be longer as other students would also get their focus on me but I noticed something weird was going on when I got to the school. Namely the police. There are a lot of police. Not even when I got Caleb caught there were these many police.

What the hell happened here?

After looking around for a moment, I saw Raven was being questioned by a police officer. After the police left, I approached Raven.

“Why are there a lot of police here?” I asked.

“They seem here to question and catch a few teachers. They got principal Amanda and a few teachers to their car. They question me whether I know about the prostitution ring that those teachers organized.”

“How about Coach Darel? Did the police catch him too?”

Raven shrugged her shoulders.

“He’s on the run. It was hard to prove his involvement in mind control, but like those teachers that were just caught, he could be charged with running an illegal prostitution ring.”

It was Hannah who came out of nowhere and answered us. I could see that she had a few bruises on her face, around her eyes, nose, and lips. She was trying to hide it with thicker makeup than usual, but it didn’t do much.

The agent continued, “I have been searching for you two, you two would help to testify that there a prostitution happening in this school. One more thing, don’t say anything about being mind controlled or brainwashed. For the record, no brainwashing or mind control ever happened, only ****. Do you understand?”

It was weird that the agent who was previously strong-headed, and wanted to prove that Darel was mind controlling people, now told us that we shouldn’t say anything about mind control, but maybe it needed to be done this way to not make things more complicated.

Both me and Raven nodded toward her suggestion. When it was my turn to be interrogated by the police, I didn’t say anything about mind control as we agreed. After the interrogation, I got to meet with Hannah again. This time alone without Raven.

“So, is this the end? Will the police try to catch Darel using the illegal prostitution law as charge?” I asked the CIA agent.

“Yes. I think it is more important to put him into jail first regardless of the cause. Don't you wish to put him into jail too? Proving that he brainwashed others would take a lot more effort, charging him with running an illegal prostitution ring is easier.”

“What about all his brainwashed victims? I believe that some of the teachers that got caught are also under his control.”

Agent Hannah smiled at me. It might be just my feeling, but there was something unsettling in her smile. “Don’t worry, the CIA would give them a de-brainwashing therapy. Some might need to stay in jail a little longer though. I will also help you with your mom de-brainwashing later as I promised.”

Crap! I realized that Mom was probably on the run with Darel.

“I think my mom is with Darel right now, she has not yet come home since yesterday.”

“Ah…is that so? Well, we will get her back once we catch Darel.”

Her tone didn’t seem to be surprised or urgent at all as if she had known that my mom would be gone with Darel.

I felt that there was something wrong with the current Agent Hannah, but what? She was still going against Darel, so it was certain that she wasn’t under Darel’s influence.

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