The Cabin - Chapter 2: Good Morning (Patreon)

Josh was not sure when he slipped from dreaming to awakening as the dream and reality were the same. He was enjoying a beautiful blowjob. It was not the first time Alex had awoken him in this manner. He felt the way her tongue teased and caressed his erection and wondered how it could move in that manner. He had no idea how long it lasted though he was sure it was more light in the room now than when he first woke up. He could hardly tell when she stopped as the wave of bliss she created lasted for several moments after her last swallow. He opened his eyes and she was looking at him.

She spoke softly, “When I woke up you were erect and ath I lhooked at it I thaw it differentlhy than before. It wath lhike I could thee which partth were more thenthitive than the otherth.”

He turned to look at her, “That was -- Every previous blowjob I’ve ever had -- It’s as if every previous one had been performed by a clueless, sheltered virgin seeing a man’s dick for the very first time. Even the one you did downstairs last night. How did your tongue do those…?” He made circular gestures with his hands. “And the constant suction? Don’t you breathe?”

Alex laughed, “I can’t ekthplain it either.”

“Are you aware you are lisping?”

She laughed again, “I can’t help it. I think my tongue ith not only lhonger than before but alhtho wider. My mouth feelhth fullh of tongue lhike it’th thwollhen. I’m thure it will get better. That’th the prithe of being world’th betht I guethh.” She glanced down at his dick. “You want another go?”

“I don’t think I can come again so soon.”

“Trutht me,” she said, pushing him back on the bed. “I know a few new trickth.”

* * *

“Enough,” he said, putting his hand over his dick. “I don’t believe I’m saying this but keep your mouth off my dick.”

“I know a way to…”

“And the rest of you off it too,” he exclaimed. “Amanda is probably downstairs alone with nothing to do.”

“Fine,” Alex replied with a huff. “I’m thorry if I’m acting like I jutht got a new toy.” She got up and left the room.

As Josh was putting on clothes, she called out his name. “What?” he asked.

“Come here,” she replied.

Josh left the room and looked toward the bathroom but it was dark. Turning around he saw Amanda’s door open and Alex was exiting. “Go in,” she whispered.

At the doorway, Josh saw Amanda standing in front of the window clothed only in a short pink camisole top and matching bikini bottoms. He quickly turned and left. To Alex on the landing, he mouthed, “What?”

She shooed him back into the room, “Lhook at her.”

He entered the room. “Amanda,” he called hesitantly. He noticed that her legs were at an angle from the window, the left leg forward and slightly bent. Her body was turned toward the window. Her left arm was hanging away from her side, her hand bent upward, her fingers splayed uniformly. Her right arm was on her hip but her hand did not quite follow the curve of her body and her fingers were tightly held together. There was a strange mark circling her shoulder and her neck as he stepped closer to her. “Amanda?” He called again and he reached out to touch her shoulder. Remembering what happened last night he put his hand on her shoulder and gave her a shake. There was no resistance to his shaking and her body moved back and forth light as a feather. He turned her around and was facing a mannequin with Amanda’s face. He laughed and looked toward the door.

Alex stepped in, “What’th tho funny?”

“I almost fell for it.” He twirled the mannequin in a circle on one of its feet. “The mannequin, the World’s Best Fellatrix, the game, what an amazing prank. Where is she hiding? Amanda!” He shouted out. “I fell for it. Congratulations.”

“Have you gone inthane?” Alex shouted.

He stopped. “I refuse to believe this is really Amanda. It was all a setup, right?”

Alex stood there with a blank expression. “If it'th a thetup, how did we know the game exithted before we got here?”

As doubt entered his mind, he let go of the mannequin quickly and it fell to the floor. “Oh, god. Sorry, I --Wait, if she’s a -- what did she call it? -- a mannequantrope can’t she transform back to human form.” He picked her up again.

“Not all werewolveth can control their tranthformationth.” Alex replied.

“True,” Josh said, stepping back from the mannequin. “Should we just leave her here?”

Before she could answer, Amanda’s cell phone rang. He found it on the table next to her bed. He looked at it and said to Alex, “It’s Don.”

Alex’s eye bugged out, “Anthwer it.”

“Hello, Don. It’s Josh.

“Amanda can’t come to the phone at the moment. How’s the car?

“You’ll be here by one, two at the latest? Great.”

He turned to face the wall. “No, I’ll tell her you called when I see her.

“Okay, see you later.” He ended the call and noticed the time. “It’s 10:30?”

“We were having a very pleathant morning up until a few minuteth ago.” Alex responded.

“Put some clothes on Amandaquin and I’ll make breakfast for two, I guess.”

Alex looked at him like she was going to say something then stepped into the room to find clothing for Amanda.

Josh went downstairs and into the kitchen. By the time he finished making some scrambled eggs and toast, Alex entered the kitchen.

She said, “Jothh, you know how Amanda and I had our withheth fulfilled during the game latht night.”

“Mm Mm,” he nodded.

“You need to be careful how you thay thingth because yourth wath too.”

He was plating the eggs when he realized what she said. “Do three jumping jacks and afterward not realize you did them.”

She stepped away from the door and did three jumping jacks. “Did you hear me?”

“I heard you,” he replied. “You’re right. I need to be careful how I say things. Remember the jumping jacks.”

“Oh, my god,” she said. “How? That’s crathy.”

“Tell that to the mannequin in the bedroom upstairs.”

She turned and exited the kitchen.

“Wait,” he called after her. “You don’t have to do that. Do what you want.”

She turned around and reached for his pants.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“I want to thuck your cock.”

“Don’t move. You can speak.”

She froze in place.

“Tell me why you want to suck my cock.”

“I alwayth want to thuck cock and that thought is alwayth in my head,” she said. “Did I really thay that? I had no idea.”

“And I had just said ‘Do what you want’ so you felt compelled to do it.”

“I thuppothe.”

“Okay, how do I fix this?” He mused. “If I say ‘act naturally’ it would just be an act. Wait, I know.” He spoke directly to her. “You are no longer compelled to do anything I have previously said.”

Able to move, she fondled his zipper. “Let’th eat thothe eggth firtht.”

As they sat down at the dining room table, Josh inquired, “So what does it feel like?”

“What?” Alex asked.

“The compulsions.”

“It doethn’t feel like anything until after,” she replied. “After there’th a wrongnethh that you can’t quite put your finger on. The jumping jackth were unuthual becauthe you thomehow made me forget about them immediately. When you told me to remember, it wath like a door I didn’t know wath there had opened in front of me.”

“That’s why you sounded startled, I guess.”

“I guethh. I guethhhhhs,” she said the word until she could get some sibilance out. “Thith is tho fruthtrating.”

“Don’t w-… Sorry, um, It’ll get better,” he told her. “I almost said not to worry.”

“That would be great in an emergenthy. ‘Don’t worry’, you thhout and everyone mutht be calm.”

“Yeah, but in anger I could be very dangerous.”

“You have to be careful you don’t tell thomeone to jump off a cliff,” Alex agreed, then laughed, “Or ‘Go fuck yourself.’”

He laughed, “If we were smart, we’d burn that game.”

“Or play it again.”

They fell silent. After they finished breakfast and put the dishes away they found themselves sitting at the dining room table again.

Josh started, “Did you really have no idea you wanted to suck dick all the time?”

She blushed. “I didn’t. I mean ever thince I firtht heard about sucking dick and how men react I wath hooked on the idea. I remember the firtht boy I thucked off. I wath that virgin you mentioned upthtairth. That firtht tathte of cum, I expected it to be just awful. But I guethh it wath just unpleathant. Eventually I grew to like it.” Her story trailed off and she was staring at his crotch. “Yourth ith very pleathant.”

“Aren’t your jaw muscles tired?”

“Not a bit. I could go all day long.” She grinned lasciviously, her tongue pushed out of her mouth forming a wide cylinder.

“How far out does it go?”

She stuck her tongue out and touched her eyebrows with the tip. Then she let it drop down and it curled down to the underside of her chin unassisted.

“I’m amazed you can speak at all.”

“That felt weird,” she said. “I wath trying to reach my nothe when thuddenly there wath my tongue heading toward my eye.”

“Looking at you, you do look a little different than you use to,” Josh said studying her face. “I think your face is a little longer and mouth a little wider. How far does it open?”

She opened her mouth wide and he said, “I’ll bet you could put a tennis ball in your mouth and almost bite down on it. That is huge. And while it is open your lips are still full and plump. They don’t become thin like you see most people’s do.”

“Are my teeth thmaller?” Alex asked. “They did feel a bit funny while I wath eating.”

“They might be. Smile,” Josh said. “Oh yeah, that slight overbite is gone and your front teeth are definitely smaller than they use to be.”

“I cnt thtp thiling.”

“What? Oh, you can stop smiling.” Josh was mortified. “I didn’t even realize it was a command.”

“It’th okay,” Alex said. “You’ve done worthe thingth with potht-hypnotic thuggethtionth.”

“Forget that you are about to tell me your favorite and that I made you tell me. Tell me your favorite post-hypnotic suggestion.”

“My favorite thuggethtion wath when you would make a common word make me horny.”

“I won't be needing to use hypnosis any more.”

“No,” Alex agreed. “Now you have the real thing.” She looked at him. “Tho what are you going to do to me? I know the wheelth are thpinning in your head trying to figure out what you can command me to do that will amuthe you and allow us to pathh the time until the otherth get here.”

“Am I so transparent?” he said feigning innocence.

“Like crythtal.”

“Actually I was distracted by Amanda upstairs. I can only assume she doesn't want to spend the day as a mannequin. I guess we'll wait for Don to arrive and hope she'll snap out of it when he gets here because I don't want to explain it to him.”

“What'th to ekthplain?” Alex joked. “We played a game and your girlfriend ith now made of plathtic. Happenth all the time. He'll underthtand.”

“Sure, that's easy for you to say.”

“Maybe you can just make him forget Amanda ekthithtth.”

“How would I...?” Josh wondered. “Maybe I should practice.”

“Here it cometh.”

“I think you want me to do something to you.”

“I jutht don't like waiting for it to happen.”

“Okay. Okay. Clasp your hands behind your back. Do not unclasp them without my permission. You are not aware that you cannot unclasp your hands until I tell you. Do not do anything that would require your hands without first waiting to see if someone else can do it for you. Forget everything I have said since I last said, 'Okay.'” He paused. “Here. Hang you tongue out of your mouth. Unless you are thinking about it, it is natural for your tongue to pop out and hang out of your mouth.”

Her tongue fell out of her mouth. She drew it back in. “That'th it?” A few seconds later her tongue fell out of her mouth. She drew it back in.

“That's it.” He got up. “I'm going to bathroom.” He left the room.

She thought about going to the kitchen but saw the pull handle and dismissed the idea of going to the kitchen. There really was not much to do alone here.

He found her sitting right where he left her except of course that her tongue was hanging out of her mouth. “Thirtsy? I'll get a drink while I'm up.”

As she was about to speak she realized her tongue was hanging out and had to reel it in before responding, “A thoda would be nithe.”

He returned with two glasses, the one he placed in front of her had a straw in it. Then he went into the living room area to sit on the couch.

Without realizing it she scooted forward to suck on the straw without picking up the glass. Her tongue was only slightly in her way. She got up and sauntered over to the sofa. She slipped her foot from her shoe and placed in on his crotch. Drawing in her tongue with loud slurp she cooed, “If my tongue ith going to dangle I'd prefer wrapping it around thomething. You know I want to thuck cock tho drop trou.” She trailed her foot off his crotch.

“Don't need to tell me twice,” Josh enthused as he unzipped his jeans and slid them down. He leaned back and pulled his dick out of his underwear.

She knelt down. As soon as it cleared his pants her mouth was descending on it. She started immediately with long stem to tip sucking to get his dick to become fully erect. Once that was accomplished she took him into her throat and did nothing but show him just how long her tongue was by teasing his balls with it a few times. Then she got down to the business of sucking his dick properly.

He was riding an intense pleasure wave when she stopped and said, “Did you hear a car door?”

Voices in the distance confirmed that she was right. “Let me up,” he said. He managed to zip his fly just before the door opened.

Don was first through the door, carrying several grocery bags. “We didn't interrupt anything, did we?” He held the door open with his leg as Steve followed him in with even more grocery bags.

Steve did a double take and stumbled as he entered. “I say from the way Alex's tongue is hanging out, we did.”

Josh laughed, “That was just one of my hypnosis pranks. You can control your tongue, Alex.”

“Thank you,” she responded with emphatic precision.

As they passed through the room toward the kitchen, Don asked, “Where's Amanda hiding?” But he rushed into the kitchen before either could give an answer.

Jesse, Josh's sister and Steve's better half, entered at that moment. She rushed over to hug Josh as she said, “It's good to see you, J-bro.”

Josh smiled, “Remember many years ago that game Poppy had that we weren't allowed to touch?”

Jesse tilted her head in thought then squealed, “Is that it over there in the wooden box?” As he nodded, she continued, “Did you play it? Was it any good?”

“Slow down, sis,” he interrupted. “Something weird happened after we played the game. It seems the game is about wish fulfillment and, well, they came true.”

Don and Steve entered the great room. “Let me guess,” he said bounding through the room for the stairs. “She's been pining for me in her room all day.”

“Not pine. More like plathtic,” Alex said under her breath.

Josh glared at Alex as he intercepted Don. Taking Don by the shoulder, he said. “Don, I need to tell you something before you head up there. Let's sit down.”

“What... do... you... mean...?” Jesse said in a slow cadence.

“Can't it wait a moment,” Don asked.

Steve sidled over to Alex and whispered, “What is going on?”

“... something... weird...happened?” Jesse continued slowly.

“No, let's sit at the table a moment,” Josh continued.

“I'll just run up and get her. Which room is she in?” Don said stepping around Josh.

“Sit at the table,” Josh demanded. Immediately pain laced through his forehead.

Alex whipped past Steve to grab her chair. Steve shook his head and grabbed a chair. Jesse walked slowly to the table to seat herself.

Don paused and turned slowly, “Josh, are you okay?” When Josh waved him off, Don went to the table and sat down.

Steve asked, “Why are you walking so slowly, Jess?”

There was a noticeable pause before she slowly replied, “I'm... moving... slowly?” She sat down.

As she did, the pain Josh felt subsided and he also sat at the table. “Bear with me for a bit, I have a convoluted story to tell.”

“Damn it, Josh. Is Amanda all right?”

“Save your questions till I finish,” Josh said and the discomfort he felt before returned. “Where are these headaches coming from?”

Alex said, “Probably the thame plathe my lithp came from.”

Steve was shocked. “I don't remember ever hearing you lisp.”

She replied, “He'll ekthplain.”

Josh took a drink from his glass and started telling the events of last night focusing mainly on the game. “When we woke up this morning, we discovered we'd all been granted the wish we'd made in the game. But there seem to be some side effects, like Alex's lisp.”

Steve laughed, “Why would the World's Best -- you know what have a lisp?”

Alex responded, “My mouth feelth like it'th full of tongue.” And she demonstrated why by showing off how far it could reach.

Jesse said slowly, “You... told... me... to....”

“Slow down,” Josh exclaimed, smacking his forehead, “I'm sorry. Jesse, you may move at your natural pace.”

Jesse said quickly, “Oh, it was like I was swimming in molasses. So why do you get a headache when you issue some commands and don't when you issue others?”

Josh replied, “I don't really know. I'm sure we'll figure it out.”

Don said, “Release us from sitting here and tell me what happened to Amanda.”

“Oh, I wasn't finished,” Josh replied. “Now, remember her wish was to become a mannequathrope, which is a human who can transform into a mannequin. Standing in front of the picture window in her room is a mannequin that looks exactly like Amanda. At first I thought Alex and Amanda were playing a prank. But then I realized I was granted my wish. And I woke up to confirmation of Alex's wish.” Alex mouthed the letters T M I at him. “So near as I can tell, Amanda transformed into a mannequin and for some reason she cannot transform back at the moment.”

Don's chair flew backward as he leaped from his seat and bounded up the stairs. It took a few seconds for the others to commence standing up and heading for the stairs.

“Door on the right,” Alex called out.

“You didn't release us before he jumped up,” Jesse said.

“I never said to stay stuck to the chair,” Josh replied.

As they arrived, Don was saying, “C'mon, Mandy, you can be human. Just concentrate real hard.” His body sagged and his voice trailed off in a series of whispered pleadings. As Steve put a hand on his shoulder, Don stood up and shouted, “Where is that cursed game? I want to destroy it!”

Alex advised, “Don't make an athh of yourthelf, Don.”

Josh commanded, “Calm down, Don. She's right there. We'll figure something out.” Other then a small wince, there was no noticeable pain from that command.

Don stopped in his tracks. “Whoa. That was like instant Valium.”

“Let's go downstairs.” Steve inquired, “Should we just leave her here?”

Jesse said, “If she's aware of her surroundings, she might be embarrassed when we feel awkward talking in front of her. If she isn't aware then it does not matter.”

Alex noted, “Amanda can't be unaware becauthe her purpothe ith to be undercover, catching crookth.”

Jesse replied, “But I know Poppy and if he had something to do with the -- let's call it -- magic of the game, he'd never just hand you your heart's desire. He'd hand you the tools to achieve your heart's desire and all you need to know to master those tools.”

Josh added, “Or a downside that you needed to overcome with practice. Alex needs to relearn how to speak clearly. I apparently get headaches when I try to control 'too much', although I still need to figure out what too much is. Perhaps Amanda must go through a stage where she can't control her transformations and must practice to gain that control.”

Don threw his hands up, “Does that mean we take her downstairs or not?”

“I think that's up to you for the most part,” Jesse said. “Which is worse -- Being downstairs with friends and leaving her alone up here or trying to spend time in her presence not knowing if she's aware or not knowing if it might bother her? And to some extent that goes for all of us. I'm leaning toward leaving her up here. Downstairs she runs the risk of becoming the elephant in the room.”

Don walked over to the mannequin and kissed it on the cheek. “Go downstairs without her. She loves to stand in front of display windows. I'll be with you in a moment.”

After they left the room, Don stepped back up to Amanda, “So, you've finally done it. This is so cool. I hope you can hear me.” His hand trailed across her bare arm. “I hope you can feel that. I am leaving you up here so I can resist having my way with you. Does that make you hot? If I rub your crotch does it feel even better? Let me know when you are yourself.”

Downstairs the mood was awkward. Don descended the stairs. Jesse and Steve were sitting on the sofa holding hands. Alex was seated at the table leaning forward to sip soda from a straw. Josh was not around.

Don walked through the room to the kitchen. Josh was getting ready to bring food out to the grill. “Need help?” He asked.

“Not really,” Josh answered. “But that doesn't have to stop you from helping. Grab that platter and the cheese slices to save me a trip.” He carried the burger patties and grill equipment out the back door.

The grill was already lit. Josh gave it a last scrubbing with the brush before putting the patties on. “So,” he started. “What's with the act?”

Don looked confused, “The act?”

Josh looked him in the eye, “How long have I known you? Your first reaction to seeing Amanda was probably lust.”

“How did you know?”

“How could I not know?” Josh laughed. “You once asked me to hypnotize Amanda into standing frozen like a statue with a trigger word.”

“It still works.”

“It does?” Josh asked surprised. “I haven't reinforced that suggestion in like three years. You two have been using it frequently for all that time?”

Don nodded.

“No wonder she's stuck, Don. You've conditioned her to want to be a statue.” Josh did not look amused. “Maybe you can get her to transform by using the release trigger.”

“I thought of that,” Don admitted. “But I didn't want everyone knowing I could control her like that.”

“Oh, no, that would be awkward,” Josh snarked. “Unlike the current state of things. Too bad Bethany couldn't come up this weekend. Doesn't she play dress up with Amanda when Amanda pretends to be a mannequin?”

“You know about that too?”

“Don, have you noticed how much Bethany is into the submissive thing? When the three of you decided to become a so-called couple she asked me to make her into a better slave submissive through hypnosis.”

“The only thing I can't convince her to do is give up her silly dead-end job.”

“That was at her insistence,” Josh explained. “She told me she loved you and Amanda to death. But she never wanted to be a burden financially. So she insisted that no matter how much she felt compelled to obey you or Amanda, she could not be convinced to quit her job. Frankly, I was happy to make sure she retained some form of independence. What is she – ten years younger then most of us?”

“Yes, Josh. You are the mind controller with a conscience.”

“I try.”

“Don't be so innocent with me,” Don warned. “How long have Alex's hands been stuck behind her back.”

“Shhh,” Josh laughed. “She doesn't know. How did you figure it out?”

“I had thought she was walking around funny. Using the soda straw with the glass on the table clinched it.”

Steve stepped out of the kitchen door, holding a beer bottle. “How's it going?”

“Burgers should be up in a few minutes,” Josh replied as Steve joined them.

“Not what I meant but that's good to know,” Steve continued. “Jesse and Alex are chatting about some fashion reality TV show so I thought I'd duck out.”

“Oh, the horror.” Josh joked.

“You seem to be doing okay, Don. How will Bethany feel about Amanda?”

“I'm fine,” Don said. “In fact, I'm thinking we should play the game. Maybe I can make a wish to help Amanda out. Bethany might be upset though if I cure Amanda.”

Josh shook his head, “I don't know. The wish cards are very directed. You draw the wrong wish card and you won't be able to do anything to help Amanda.”

“We'll talk about it after lunch,” Don continued.

“Josh, did you ever hypnotize Alex or Jesse?” Steve asked.

“Ever? Sure, many times.”

“Maybe that's why you don't get headaches when you give them commands. To my knowledge you've never hypnotized us and when you tried to affect us you got those headaches.”

“Sounds plausible,” Josh replied. “I was thinking it had to do with the number of people involved. When I used it on Alex or Jess by mistake I was only affecting one person. When I said sit down I was trying to get everyone to sit.”

“That's easily verified,” Don commented.

Steve pointed at Don, “Him first.”

“You rat.”

“Sorry Steve, do five jumping jacks.” Josh said. As he watched Steve jumping he said, “No headache. I guess the number of people matter.” When Steve stopped, Josh said, “Both of you do five jumping jacks.” And he winced in slight pain as they did.

“Glad we could help,” Don said after the last jack. “It was weird. I didn't realize I hadn't wanted to do the jumping jacks until they were done.

“Yeah,” Steve agreed. “Wow, you haven't been kidding us. So what does the world's best blowjob feel like?”

Josh laughed, “I honestly cannot describe it. It transcends words.”

“I assume you are going to marry her now.” Don joked. “Wouldn't want the World's Best Fellatrix -- I love that word -- to be the one that got away.”

“Got away?” Steve added. “He can control minds. How could she get away?”

“Now, now,” Josh said. “I'm far more honorable than that. Grab that plate,” he said to Don and quickly added,  “if you please. The burgers are done.”

“Nice save,” Don said as he picked up the platter. He and Steve went back into the house as Josh shut down the grill.