The "babysitter"

"That's right, Suzie, you're completely under," said Robbie as he smiled at his entranced aunt, or more accurately, his stepmom's sister.

His parents had gone on a week's vacation, and even though Robbie had just turned eighteen, his stepmother Caroline insisted a "real adult" stay with him, so here was Suzie, twice divorced 40-year-old with a son in college.

Robbie hated Suzie. She cursed like a sailor, complained that Robbie was spending too much time at the house and not out acting like a "normal teen," insisted she got to choose what they ate for dinner regardless of what Robbie wanted, and pretty much just treated him like a child.

Robbie walked into the living room where Suzie had just finished watching a Lifetime Channel movie. "Can I ask you a favor?"

"Fuck, now what?"

"I hear that strong-willed women cannot be hypnotized. Is that true?"

"Fuck if I know."

"Do you think I could hypnotize you?"

"Not likely."

"Can I try. If I can't, I disappear for most of the time until my folks get back. If I can, you let me choose what we have for dinner. Please."

"Fine whatever."

Robbie had been studying hypnosis for month and found a dark web site that had a foolproof hypnosis technique that would turn anyone into a completely programmable dupe, and now she was totally under.