"Turn it DOWN!" Philip bellowed over the thumping music.
Carrie just shrugged and stuck her tongue out.
Philip rolled his eyes and slammed the door shut on his sister. They were both college students living at home for the summer and although Carrie played the part of perfect mild-mannered daughter when their parents were home, she became intolerable when they were out.
This was one of those times.
Philip and Carrie's parents had taken two weeks off to renew their vows and after just two days Philip felt ready to toss his sister out a window.
Carrie had her friends come and go all throughout the day and night and all of them were loud, messy, and rude and Philip was always left to clean up after them.
But the rare times when Carrie actually didn't have any friends over, she would blast music as loud as she could. Philip couldn't even hope for a complaint from a neighbour due to their mom completely soundproofing the house to accommodate the band practice she had with her work friends. At least Philip didn't have any studying to do, but he wanted to at least be able to read a book or even play a video game in peace.
Philip was on his way back to his room when he stopped and looked at the pull string to the attic entrance. The place had been off-limits for so long that he had stopped thinking about it for almost a decade. His parents were usually so chill about most things it had always been strange that they had forbidden him and Carrie from going up there.
Figuring that he had nothing better to do, Philip pulled down on the string and climbed up to the place he used to wonder about so often as a kid.
Although the mystique around the attic had disappeared over the years for Philip, he was still disappointed to find that the space was completely boring. There was nothing but old boxes and lots of dust. Still, Philip didn't want to just go back down to his room and although he could still hear Carrie's music up in the attic, it was at least pleasantly muted.
Philip started looking at the old boxes and found some old college pictures of his parents. Philip flushed to see pictures of his mother decades younger. She was already a beautiful woman, but in her early twenties she looked a lot like Carrie: a free smile, wavy short auburn hair, and an absolutely giant rack. Philip felt only half guilty for checking out his mom and sister from time to time. He never full-on fantasized about them, but as a fan of huge tits, he couldn't deny that they both sported two of the best pairs he had ever seen.
Something rattled to Philip's right and he spun to face it. A box had simply fallen off of another, that was all. But the name on the box caught Philip's eye.
"Uncle Louie"
Philip froze. Uncle Louie was something of a mythical name between Philip and his sister. Technically he was their mother's uncle but that was pretty much all they knew about him. His name rarely came up and whenever either of the siblings tried to bring him up to their parents, they promptly changed the subject.
Eager to learn anything about this forbidden family member, Philip grabbed for the box and opened up. Inside was a single small amulet. It was circular and attached to a silver necklace. The pattern was a peacock with its feathers distorted into a spiral pattern. It was really quite fascinating to look at.
As annoyed as Philip was at his sister at the moment, he still felt the need to show it to her. He forgot about everything else in the attic and simply brought the amulet down and knocked on Carrie's door.
"Forget it! I'm not turning it down!" Carrie shouted over the pounding music. Philip rolled his eyes and opened the door.
"Never mind about that!" He said and rushed toward her with the amulet held out. "This was Uncle Louie's!"
Even Carrie's attention was grabbed by this news and turned to look at her brother.
"You better not be shitting me," she said and finally turned the music down so that she and her brother could talk at a reasonable volume.
"Look at it, isn't it weird? I found it in the attic," Philip said and held it out in front of her eyes.
And then the strangest thing happened. Philip swore that Carrie's eyes flashed blue for a moment. If nothing else, she was certainly staring at the amulet with a complete and utter fixation.
"See, I told you!" Philip prompted when Carrie stayed silent. He looked at his sister, waiting for her to say something, but she just stared and stared at the amulet. He looked back at the amulet and then into his sister's wide fixated eyes.
"Carrie?" He asked.
"Yes?" She finally responded. Her voice was different, however. It seemed... hollow.
"Okay, you don't have to make fun of me. I just thought you'd be interested," Philip said and started to pull the amulet away. Carrie's eyes followed it intently and just as he was about to put it into his pocket, she gasped and looked almost desperate. Philip brought it back closer to her face and she looked calm again.
"Carrie, are you okay?" He asked.
"Yes," she replied. "I am okay."
"Why are you acting so weird?" He asked.
"My... mind..." Carried said. "The... amulet..."
That wasn't very helpful, Philip thought. It wasn't really Carrie's style to pull pranks so Philip was very confused at her behaviour.
"What about the amulet?" Philip asked. He was too worried to take it away from her sight again. He had never seen his sister look so intense.
"It's... so pretty..." Carrie replied. "It's... all I can think about..."
"Oh what, so it hypnotized you?" Philip joked.
"Yes, Master," Carrie replied. Philip froze. He hated to admit it, but his cock jumped a little at those words. Philip watched a lot of hypno porn and it was a fantasy of his to have a girl roleplay it with him one day. But this? This couldn't be real.
"Lift your right hand above your head," Philip tested.
"Yes, Master," Carried replied. She immediately brought her right hand up and over her head.
"Stand up and spin around," Philip commanded. He still didn't believe it was real, but the promise of the power was too intoxicating. He needed to keep trying.
"Yes, Master," Carried replied and stood up. She spun around in a circle. Philip couldn't help but take a leering glance as his own sister's enormous breasts as she spun.
"Now look me in the eyes and tell me you love me," Philip said.
Carrie looked away from the amulet and looked right into her brother's eyes. She had looked away so easily. Was she less obsessed with the amulet now that he was giving orders?
"I love you, brother," Carrie said with a completely straight face.
"Tell me your biggest secret," Philip said.
"I cheated on my last boyfriend with my professor," Carrie said immediately.
Philip finally started to believe that maybe Carrie was truly hypnotized. Not only was she not the type to prank, but she never shared private information about herself and there was no reason for her to lie when all it did was make her look bad. It was time for Philip to take a risk.
"Do you ever catch me looking at your boobs?" He asked.
"All the time," Carrie answered simply. Philip felt a surge of embarrassment.
"And how do you feel about it?" Philip asked.
