Friend Of The Family

Stacy threw down her bag in annoyance. She’d had a bad day and her basketball practice hadn’t gone too well either. She was hot and tired and just wanted to relax. But she knew she wouldn’t be able to because of the other thing she’d been annoyed about all day. Tonight was going to be one of those nights she hated. Mom’s best friend Vanessa was coming to stay. They always had these nights together in each other’s houses, and Stacy always hated it. Vanessa always patronised her and treated her like a little kid even though she was 19, and her Mom was totally unaware. So whenever it happened she just retreated to her room for the night and let them get on with whatever stupid things they wanted.
Stacy grabbed herself a drink and relaxed on the couch with a magazine while her Mom frantically dashed around the house trying to get things ready. The doorbell rang and Mom went into a frenzy of last minute preparation.

“Answer the door, Stacy!”

Stacy groaned and pulled herself up from the couch. She took as long as she could to get to the door, and reluctantly opened it. Vanessa stood there in a long red dress, with a bag in each hand and a long coat draped over her arm. Stacy couldn’t argue that she looked beautiful; her long auburn hair flowed down to her shoulders, her deep brown eyes sparkled, her red lips looked soft and sensuous, and her figure was beautiful, firm and supple. But Stacy hated her because of her attitude, which she wasted no time in showing.

“Hello there, little Stacy! Nice to see to see you! You’ve grown a lot! Take my stuff for me there’s a dear.”

She dropped her bags at Stacy’s feet, threw her coat into her arms and walked past her. Stacy just picked them up and moved them because her Mom would’ve anyway if she didn’t. Her anger began to subside a little, she hated Vanessa. She was always so patronising and spoke to her like a granny would have, even though she wasn’t even 40 yet. She dumped the bags and coat in the side room while having to listen to the girlish hellos and hugs Vanessa and her Mom exchanged. She knew that her Mom would be preoccupied with Vanessa for the rest of the night so she just grabbed another drink and a bite to eat then made her way up to her room.

She kicked the door open, put on some music and crashed onto her bed. She was annoyed but it was just one of those things you had to deal with. She grabbed her books and started on her homework.

The time passed and Stacy realised it was past eleven. She would never go back downstairs with Vanessa down there, especially since her and her Mom would’ve probably made it thorough a good amount of wine by now. She packed away her books and changed for the night. As she was about to get off the bed to turn the light off there was a knock at her door. Before she answered it opened and Vanessa walked in. She had now changed out of the dress into t-shirt and shorts and for some reason trainers and socks as well.

“Hello, Stacy!” She crooned with her usual annoying smile.

Stacy just grunted a ‘hi’ and folded her arms. She wanted this to be as brief as possible, but also she wanted to be as polite as she could manage otherwise her Mom would moan at her for about half an hour the next day. Vanessa walked into the room and sat on the foot of the bed.

“Not interrupting, am I?”

“Yes, actually.” Stacy replied coolly. “What do you want?”
“Oh I just wanted to come up here and have a proper chat with you. I haven’t seen you much the last few times I’ve been here. Your Mom’s asleep, poor dear. So I thought it would be the perfect time.”

“Mom’s asleep?”

“Yes, tired out poor love.”

“What have you been up to?”

“Oh just catching up, dancing...usual stuff.” Vanessa said with a sly grin. Stacy got the impression that she had just made that up. “I’ll go back down and wake her up soon after we’ve had our little chat.”

Stacy thought she’d better just play along and get rid of Vanessa as soon as possible.

“What do you want to ‘chat’ about?” She said in a bored tone.

“Oh I don’t know...anything.” Vanessa said as she began to kick her trainers off. “Anything...you...want.”

She kicked her trainers off and let them fall to the floor. Immediately Stacy could smell Vanessa’s feet, even from down on the floor. Stacy suddenly began to feel more tired; a light feeling of sleepiness hit her.

“Well I don’t...” Stacy began but she was unable to suppress a yawn. Vanessa seemed pleased at this. She began to waft her socked feet around on the floor.

“Awww...feeling tired, Stacy?” Vanessa said softly. “Never mind. You know you can relax around me.”

Stacy could still smell Vanessa’s stinky, sweaty feet, she didn’t like it. She wanted her to leave so she could sleep. She was feeling more and more tired.

“I...I...” She tried to talk, but Vanessa cut her off.

“Ssssh...don’t try to speak, Stacy. Just relax.”

She lifted her feet up onto the bed, next to Stacy’s chest. A huge surge of drowsiness hit Stacy; she wanted to get away from Vanessa’s stinky feet but she felt too weary and heavy to move. She sunk back against her bed, feeling more and more tired. The smell of Vanessa’s feet was almost overwhelming, but she couldn’t manage to speak to tell her to get them away.

“That’s right, Stacy. Breathe it in. Breathe in my foot stink.” Vanessa whispered.

Stacy didn’t understand, Vanessa wanted her to smell her feet? She tried to protest and move them away, but couldn’t find the strength. Vanessa slowly began to peel off her socks. As each one came off a fresh wave of foot stink and sleepiness hit Stacy. Vanessa smiled and lifted her feet up to Stacy’s face.

“Smell my feet, Stacy. Breathe in the aroma. That’s right, good girl. Let it wash over you. Just lay there and inhale. Breathe it in deep. Feel how relaxed it makes you...surrender to it. Inhale the sweet, soothing aroma...that’s it. It makes you so sleepy and drowsy. Sleepy and drowsy.”

Stacy’s eyes began to droop. Her whole body felt so heavy, relaxed and weary. Vanessa carried on wafting her feet around Stacy’s face, letting the scent of her feet do its work. She waved them round Stacy’s nose, making her breathe the smell straight in.

“Go deeper, Stacy. Deeper and deeper. Just let the scent of my feet wash over you, let it invade your senses. Smell my feet and listen to the sound of my voice. Smelling my feet makes you feel so good. You feel so tired now. So sleepy. So drowsy. You are falling deep under the spell of my feet. Inhale the hypnotic aroma. Let it relax you. Drown in the soothing, relaxing aroma of my feet. Your eyes are getting heavier and heavier. You find it harder to keep them open. All sounds fade away as you listen to my voice. Just lie there and be soothed by my voice and the aroma of my feet. Your body is feeling so relaxed and heavy now. You feel so drowsy...so sleepy.”

Stacy kept breathing the smell of Vanessa’s feet in. It was so sweet and it made her feel so good. She breathed in and felt herself get heavier and heavier. She felt her eyes droop even more. Vanessa placed both feet on Stacy’s face right against her nose. She smiled as she felt Stacy breathing in deeply. She pulled Stacy down so that she was completely laid flat on the bed. She rubbed her feet all over the girl’s face, and enjoyed the dreamy look it put on her face.

“That’s right, breathe it all in. You feel so heavy, droopy and drowsy. Let yourself surrender to the aroma of my feet and listen to me. You don’t want to do anything except lie there and inhale the scent of my hypnotic feet. It makes you feel so good, so sleepy, so drowsy. The more you smell my feet the sleepier you get. The sleepier you get the more you want to smell the hypnotic aroma of my feet. The scent of my feet is so powerful, Stacy. It’s so intoxicating. Just keep breathing it in. Your eyes are getting heavier and heavier still. My feet have such a powerful pheromone effect on you. Sleeeep, Stacy. Sleeeep.”

Stacy’s eyes drooped even more. They were close to shutting. Vanessa’s voice was so soothing, just like the aroma of her feet.

“Good girl, Stacy. Smell the hypnotic scent of my feet. You feel sleepier and sleepier. You are falling under my spell and the spell of my hypnotic stinky feet. Keep breathing it in, that’s right. Let it make you sleepier and drowsier. You like the way smelling my feet makes you feel. So drowsy.”

She took her feet away from Stacy’s face and began to massage her temples with her toes. She loved the dazed and sleepy look on the girl’s face, and the satisfied moan she gave as her temples were massaged.

“That feels so good, doesn’t it, Stacy? You love the way it makes you feel. It feels so soothing. It sends powerful waves of relaxation through your entire body. Each circle takes you deeper and deeper. When I place my feet back against your nose your eyes will close and you will fall into a deep hypnotic trance. But for now just fall deeper and deeper. Enjoy the intense sleepiness and drowsiness you feel. Sleeeep.”

She took her feet away from Stacy’s temples and placed them against her face. Immediately the girl’s eyes shut and she fell into a deep trance. Vanessa lifted her arm, and when she let go it dropped at once. Vanessa smiled again. She kept her feet against Stacy’s face.

“Good girl. Even though you are deeply hypnotized you can still smell my feet and hear my voice and it sends you deeper and deeper. You are under my spell now Stacy. Completely under the hypnotic spell of my feet. You hear my voice and obey every command that I give you. Do you understand?”

Stacy nodded slightly, a dreamy and dazed look on her sleeping face. Vanessa wafted her feet around Stacy’s nose more and she inhaled deeply.

“Good. You are totally under my power. You will believe everything I say and I do everything I tell you to do. As you smell my feet you go deeper. You love to smell my feet. You love the way it makes you feel. It makes you feel so good, so sleepy, so submissive. You will listen to me now and everything I say will go deeply into your mind. Whenever you smell my foot aroma, or hear me say ‘smell my feet’, you will immediately drop back into this deep state of trance and subservience to me. Every time you smell my hypnotic foot scent, it will make you fall deeper and deeper under my spell. Now in the morning when you wake up, you will not remember any of this, but the commands that I have given you will have sunk so deeply into your mind that they are a part of you, and will be acted on whenever the time arises. Do you understand?”

Stacy nodded weakly again.

“Good. Keep smelling my feet, that’s it. Now when I snap my fingers, your eyes will open but you will remain deep in trance. You will still obey every command that I give you until I wake you up.”

Vanessa snapped her fingers and Stacy’s eyes sprung open at once, a blank look on her face.

“Follow me.”

Vanessa rose from the bed and walked out of the room. Stacy followed obediently behind her. Vanessa walked along the landing to her room, turning lights out as she went. She entered her room and closed the door behind Stacy.

“Lie down with your head at the end of the bed.”

Stacy obeyed at once.

“No need to worry about your Mom, little Stacy. She is already sound asleep, and like you she won’t remember a thing in the morning. You fell under the power of my feet even quicker than she did!”

Vanessa then lay down on the bed the right way, with her feet right in Stacy’s face. The obedient girl immediately began to inhale her Mistress’ foot aroma.

“Good girl, Stacy. You will lie there all night smelling my feet, and as you smell you will fall deeper and deeper under my spell. I will awaken you from the trance in the morning, after you have fallen so deeply in my power. You will remain totally entranced until then. You will not remember anything of this at all, unless you are in a trance. Breathe the scent in deep. Good. What an obedient slave you are! Good night, little Stacy!”

Vanessa reached over and turned out the light.