A teenage wolf named Ian had a passion for wanting to perform magic tricks in front of a receptive audience. He often roped his teenage tiger friend Roger into acting as his assistant for his little magic shows Ian loved putting on for his friends and family. Ian got permission from his dad to use his computer to look up several magic trick tutorial videos on the internet, so he could study them and better hone his magic skills.

One day, Ian was sitting on a swivel chair in his dad’s bedroom in front of the computer, looking up videos for a particular trick he wanted to add to his magic act. His friend Roger had come over to his house to visit, and pulled up a smaller chair next to where the wolf was sitting. “So, what kind of magic trick are you thinking of learning about?” The tiger asked.

“I’ve been wanting to teach myself how to pull off the magic chest trick.” Ian answered. “It’s a trick where the magician pulls out several little trinkets out of a seemingly empty treasure chest. I’m hoping to find some kind of tutorial to figure out how I’m supposed to perform the trick.” Ian explained while he made a search for ‘magic chest tutorial video’ on Google, and immediately clicked on one of the top results.

“Uhh, are you sure you’re on the right website?” Roger questioned.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” Ian answered. “The link literally led to a video titled ‘magic chest tutorial.’”

“Yeah, I get that. It’s just this site seems kinda, you know… pornographic.” Roger sheepishly said. “Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I just think there’s been a bit of a mix-up here.”

“Ok, that is pretty odd.” Ian admitted, noticing how all the recommended videos featured naked women with large breasts. “Maybe the video got accidentally uploaded to the wrong website. C’mon, let’s give the video a chance before we give up.”

The video finally loaded and opened with an extremely well-endowed and tall red-haired raccoon woman wearing a small t-shirt that was straining to fit itself over her massive chest. She was swishing her fluffy striped tail back and forth in an inviting way that got the teenage boys’ attention.

“Thank you for choosing to watch my magic chest tutorial.” The raccoon warmly greeted her loyal viewers. “Now, the most important step in learning to perform this magic trick is to master the art of the flash induction.”

“Hey Ian, shouldn’t this lady have some kind of treasure chest like you were talking about earlier?” Roger pondered.

The raccoon in the video suddenly gripped onto the hem of her t-shirt looking like she was chomping at the bit to pull it off. “I’ve got your treasure chest for you right here, boys.” She said as if she could hear her viewers through the screen. She quickly pulled up on her shirt to expose her huge bare breasts for her viewers to gawk at, revealing she hadn’t been wearing a bra earlier.

Ian and Roger’s eyes and mouths both opened wide in shock as their sights took a huge blast of hypnotic energy from the woman on the screen abruptly flashing them. “I must apologize for tricking you boys, but this is no mere flash induction. This is a full-on flash indoctrination.” The raccoon evilly giggled in a seductive voice.

The wolf and the tiger were trying to squirm themselves out of their chairs while struggling to turn their faces away from the screen. “Do not look away, boys. You cannot look away.” Ian and Roger’s attentions instantly snapped back to the source of the sinisterly sexy voice. They both stopped trying to escape as they continued to be helplessly hypnotized, feeling as if the raccoon was shooting invisible brainwashing beams out of her nipples directly into their minds.

“Take it in, boys. Take it aaaallllllllll in!”

After a sudden jump cut in the video, the raccoon was seen wearing a sexy teacher outfit consisting of a tightly fitting white shirt that exposed a generous amount of cleavage, a tiny pair of slick black shorts, and a lusciously thin layer of pantyhose that heavily emphasized how long her gorgeous legs were. Even though her breasts were covered up again, the two boys were still heavily hypnotized by looking at her nipples poking through the thin fabric of her shirt.

The busty raccoon slowly strutted over to a chalkboard near the back of her room with a ruler in hand, while the camera followed closely behind. The two heavily brainwashed teenage boys found it impossible to tear their gazes away from the beautiful woman as they started mindlessly drooling over their own chests. The raccoon used her other hand to pick up a piece of chalk to write her name on the top left corner of the board.

She put the chalk back and turned around to face her viewers, while slapping one end of her ruler against the palm of her own hand in an erotically intimidating way. “Ms. Gardner’s class is now in session.” The raccoon breathlessly cooed out. “Say ‘Good morning, Ms. Gardner.’”

Ian and Roger obediently folded their hands across their laps like good little students, which was surprisingly difficult to do because of how hard they were getting. “Good morning, Ms. Gardner.” They obediently crooned together in monotone voices.

“First lesson: how to re-educate wayward boys like you into learning what a real treasure chest is like.” Ms. Gardner evilly giggled while pointing one end of her ruler towards her own chest. She started slowly rolling up her shirt with her hands to flash her bare breasts again.

The wolf and the tiger leaned in closer to the screen until their faces were nearly pressed against the raccoon’s breasts. “Real… treasure…” they both gasped in arousal as the pupils in their eyes shrank to a tiny size. “Please re-educate us, ma’am.”

Brian started walking up the stairs towards his bedroom, realizing that his son had been using his computer for an awfully long time. He decided to check up on him and his friend to make sure everything was ok. However, when Brian creaked open the door to his room, what he saw wound up shocking him.

His son Ian was sitting as still as a stone on the swivel chair mindlessly staring at the bright computer screen, with his friend Roger sitting right next to him in his own chair looking at the exact same video. Brian slowly approached his son wanting to remind him that he had promised to finish some chores around the house, until he realized that Ian was watching a porn video on his computer.

Brian was just about to reprimand his son for looking up porn believing Ian had lied to him, but stopped when he realized both he and Roger seemed to be far too entranced to notice he was in the room with them. The two were staring at the screen with wide open eyes and not moving a single muscle, while they were openly drooling over their own chests and crotches. They looked to be far more than just simply aroused by the porn video they were watching, but also deeply hypnotized as well.

Brian looked at the screen and noticed that the camera in the video was focused on a close-up shot of a raccoon’s breasts. The woman had a fluffy tuft of fur lining her deep cleavage. She had glittery spirals painted on her chest around her nipples, and was lightly tracing the tips of her index fingers around and around both of the spirals.

Brian looked over at his son’s face and noticed that the spirals were reflected in his eyes, slowly spinning around his pupils at the same speed as the woman tracing her fingertips around her nipples. Roger had the exact same stupefied expression on his face. Both of their cocks were uncomfortably hard and twitching behind the fabric of their shorts.

Brian tried waving his hand up and down in front of Ian and Roger’s faces hoping to wake them from their trances, though they continued staring at the screen with mouths agape as if he wasn’t even there. Brian turned his attention back over to the screen just about to close out of the porn site. The more he stared at the bouncing titties while he was hovering the arrow over the X button, the more he was feeling his mind getting ensnared by the hypnotic jiggles of Ms. Gardner’s breasts.

The older wolf’s breathing stilled as his sight took in the wonderful visions of the raccoon’s bouncing boobies. He soon joined his son and his friend in total brainwashed bliss, following the never ending pattern of the spirals Ms. Gardner was tracing around her nipples.

The camera zoomed out until Ms. Gardner’s entire body was in focus. Brian nearly snapped out of his trance when he recognized the naked raccoon as being one of their neighbors. He was flabbergasted over this side of her that he never really knew. He tried to move his arm forward so he could finally close out of the video, but a few more brain-bending bounces of Ms. Gardner’s breasts sent his mind careening deep under her spell.

“Now boys, repeat after me.” Ms. Gardner continued slapping one end of her ruler against the palm of her hand. “Big breasts are the best.”

“Big breasts are the best…” All three guys moaned out together.

“All women with big breasts must be treated like queens.”

“All women with big breasts must be treated like queens…” Ian, Roger, and Brian all mindlessly slurred out.

“Women with big breasts take your breath away.”

“Women with big breasts take our breath away…” The three dreamily sighed out, while a few drops of drool escaped their lips.

Brian’s wife, a wolf woman named Lily, slowly creaked the door open wondering where everyone had gone. She was absolutely shocked to see her husband and her son watching a porn video side-by-side. She stepped over behind them crossing her arms. “You mind explaining what’s going on here?” She cleared her throat.

“Not now, mom.” Ian barely responded to her question. “We’re too busy getting re-programmed by Ms. Gardner.”

Ian, his friend, and his dad all continued ignoring Lily. She finally had enough as she lunged forward and unplugged the entire computer to immediately shut it off. The three continued mindlessly staring off into space for a few brief moments, until they all started slowly waking up from their deep trances. They blinked their heavy eyes several times while rubbing their groggy heads. They stretched out their arms while yawning after such a deep trance.

Ian looked around himself with a bit of a confused look on his face, until his sight settled on his mom shooting him a bit of a glare. Ian tried to explain himself. “Look, I know this isn’t exactly a great look. But in my defense, I was honestly just trying to look up a video on how to learn a new magic trick. I had no idea I was going to get such an intense magic trick played on my mind instead.”

Lily sighed as she thought to herself her son was probably telling the truth, because as far as she knew, Ian wasn’t known to ever look up NSFW stuff on his dad’s computer. “Alright, I believe you. I only came in to remind you to get your household chores finished that you promised us you would do.” Lily clapped her hands together. “Alright, get going. Chop chop!”

The pupils in Ian and Roger’s eyes instantly shrank as the unintentionally triggering sound of Lily’s hands clapping caused their minds to get flooded with the memories of getting hypnotized by Ms. Gardner. They slowly rose up from their chairs and immediately started mindlessly marching towards the door with zero hesitation, while holding out their arms in front of their bodies like hypnotized zombies.

“Hmm… maybe this whole situation isn’t as bad as I thought it was.” Lily quietly pondered out loud to herself.

Ian and Roger were still so dazed from having the hypnotic porn video replaying in their minds, that they smacked face first into the wall on either side of the door, and fell over backwards with not a single other thought in either of their heads.

“Oh, forget I said anything.” Lily sighed to herself.

Once Ian and Roger got back up and stepped out the room to go downstairs, Lily turned her attention over to her husband Brian. “Look honey, I really was trying to get them to turn that thing off, but then I admittedly got very distracted, and everything that happened afterwards became a blur.” Brian sheepishly admitted. “Would you forgive me?”

“Of course, dear.” Lily said as she gripped the hem of her t-shirt. “Just as long as you admit that I have the greatest tits of all.”

Lily suddenly pulled her shirt off of her chest while her boobies bounced freely near Brian’s face, revealing she hadn’t been wearing a bra this entire time. Brian was instantly entranced by his wife’s flash induction on his mind.

“Now hubby, repeat after me.” Lily teasingly said. “My big breasts are the best.”

“Your big breasts are the best.” Brian obediently repeated his mantra in a daze. Lily happily pulled on her husband’s arm until he faceplanted right into her cleavage. He sniffed her cleavage and happily licked her nipples. They were both getting so turned on, that they hurriedly stripped each other’s clothes off and threw themselves onto their bed.

Brian was thrusting in and out of Lily’s pussy while he was burying his face within the warm folds of her cleavage. “You deserve to be treated like a queen…” Brian gasped out in arousal when he removed his face from her cleavage to get some air, right before diving back towards the sweet scents of her boobs. “Your big breasts take my breath away…” He obediently repeated his mantra.

Back downstairs, Ian and Roger’s minds were on autopilot as they worked together to finish several household chores. Ian had just gotten done cleaning up the kitchen floor using a dustpan and broom. He abruptly woke up from his lingering trance, and looked at the items he was holding in his hand with a confused look on his face. “Wait a minute… what am I doing with these?”

Brian went down the stairs to the kitchen so he could check in on his son and see how he was doing on his chores. When the doorbell rang, Brian went to open the door to greet whoever was there. The wolf let out a slight gasp of shock when he saw Ms. Gardner standing in the doorway. He desperately tried hiding his new erection behind his pants to keep the raccoon from noticing how hard he was, while his mind was replaying all his hypnotic memories of the porn video she starred in.

“Oh! Uh… so wh-what brings you here this fine afternoon?” Brian awkwardly stammered while blushing.

“Oh, nothing much.” The raccoon admitted with a smile. “Just wanted to invite you and your family to a potluck I’m hosting this weekend.”

While Brian was kindly thanking the woman for the invite, Ian and Roger immediately got distracted by the woman’s large breasts tightly packed away under her yellow t-shirt. Their minds were re-triggered back under the raccoon’s control as the pupils in their eyes shrunk once more. The two fell to their knees on the floor with a loud thump, in reverential loyalty to their queen.

“All women with big breasts must be treated like queens.” Ian and Roger chanted out loud.

“Uh, oh…” Ms. Gardner thought to herself in concern, as Brian desperately tried blocking his son and his friend out of her view out of sheer embarrassment.