Earwax

It all started about half a decade or so ago. I'm not really sure exactly. See the thing about it is that while I'm now sure that I probably could have done it at any point but never really had any reason to try anything like this and I'm now at the point where doing something like this seems natural enough not to question it. Err, rather it's a bit like "When was the first time you could lick the tip of your nose?". Nobody really actually tries to do that. Or not anyone of sound mind and body anyways. Except maybe someone with something on their nose. Ah, that's right it was six years ago because I was 19 at the time and some friends had dragged me out to a bar-diner-thing where they have those coffees with a full tubs worth of whipped cream and stuff on them for some reason I don't remember. It was probably because I hate going out. And that's when it happened.

I had wedged myself into a nice quiet little corner where the hustle and bustle and cacophony of noise would hopefully leave me alone for a bit. Then a crazy hot chick with short bleached out hair and dozens of facial piercings came over and pinned me in. She had a wild predatory glint in her eyes and around them as the three black metal bars in her each of her eyebrows shimmered with the same piercing intensity. She pressed herself against me and smiled drawing my eyes down. A row of nasal studs, one of those bull rings, and a perfect white smile framed by orange glazed lips with four metal spikes in them that simultaneously made one think of vampiric fangs and tiny little buttplugs loomed over an immodest amount of cleavage struggling to escape a ratty concert tee. I very nearly missed the fact that she had begun talking to me.

"You found a nice spot here. You don't mind if I join you do you? Speechless huh... you know, if you really like 'em that much I'll let you touch 'em." My attention was refocused with laser precision as she leaned back and tilted her head to the side. "Ah. That gotcher attention. You can start with my new earrings." I glanced at the earring on offer. An onyx letter z, or maybe s, or a snake. "Go on give'm a tug. I just love it when a guy stretches me out." Yeah there wasn't any option there. My hand was up and gently lifting the earring off her neck in no time. As I was pulling it gently away from her neck her earlobe tugged her head and it began to follow. I really didn't think I had pulled on it that hard so I loosened my grip a bit and stopped.

"Are you okay? I, I've never, um pulled on someones ear like that so..." She just stood there head tilted slightly less than it was before, eyes closed, humming in contentment. I fully released the earring and began to reach for some boob when her eyes snapped back open.

"Aww, is that all? I barely even felt that. C'mon do me harder." I grabbed a full handful of titflesh through her shirt and began to maul it freely. She swatted my hand away almost instantly. "Whoa there little buddy! When I said you could touch 'em I meant the ones you could see. An' if you don't want to play right I'll just leave an' you can play with yourself."

Things got a bit awkward from there out but that was definitely most likely the first time I used it. My dark and sinister power. The Earbend. Anytime I grab on to any part of a woman's ear she enters a waxy submissive state. I can move her around as I please and she'll obey my commands for as long as I had touched her ear. Ah, "But in you're little story you never touched her ear!" I hear you complain.

The ear and everything attached to it count, even stuff attached to other stuff as long as my touching that stuff has a noticeable impact on the ear. For instance if I pull on an earring and the lobe is pulled with it, it counts; if I tie a string to the earring and it pulls on the earring that then pulls on the ear when I pull it that counts too; but if I walk around a pillar or something and my pulling on the string no longer pulls on the earring even if the string is still taught it doesn't.

Unfortunately there are three major downsides. First they can't really act on anything I tell them while holding their ear since they are practically statues and won't resubmit to an ear hold until they finish following the instructions given during the last ear hold. Second they still have free will so while I can do whatever I like to them and make them do whatever I like I can't control how they feel and they can interpret orders however they want. Third and finally my power only works on those who have working ears and only works as well as their ears work.

I feel like I got a bit off track there. Okay, so I developed the power to turn non-deaf women into wax statues when I grabbed their ears at some point. I then played around with finding the limits and conditions of my powers. Now several years later I am confident in my plan to get into the pants of every woman I desire. All I have to do is convince them the ear touching has nothing to do with their inability to resist me. To which end I have placed an ad in the paper advertising my services as a hypnotist and am currently on my way to meet my first client who wants to stop smoking.