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title: 'CHAPTER EIGHT'
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### My Dad, The Homo Zombie", Chapter 8

Date: Sun, 21 Nov 2004 12:06:31 -0800 (PST)
From: tom jones <mb_writr@yahoo.com>
Subject: "My Dad, The Homo Zombie", Chapter 8

Suffice to say that it is this characteristic feature of the hypnotic state
- the absolute surrender of will and self-consciousness to the hypnotiser -
which possesses such importance, from its bearing upon crime, in the eyes
of legal authorities.



"My Dad, The Homo Zombie"
CHAPTER EIGHT

By: Molester By Proxy
mb_writr@yahoo.com



"You shall now show all of us that you truly do drink from your daddy's
milk bottle, Austin", Sir Albert commanded, softly yet determinedly, as he
crouched closely next to where the hypnotized boy stood before his equally
hypnotized school Principal.

With his left hand, the eerily handsome hypnotist held a firm grip at the
base of Mr. Perrish's huge erection as to hold it steady while the
kindergartner tried hard to wrap his little fingers around it's massive
girth. "Is this your daddy's milkybotty, Austin?", he asked, once again
wanting to make certain that somewhere deep within that very young mind,
the five-year-old would be compliant with his every instruction as he
wagged the huge erection in the boy's blankly staring face.

Austin nodded slowly as his eyes stared to somewhere far within and beyond
where Mr. Perrish's navel lay hidden behind his dress shirt and tie.

"Can you tell us what this is, Austin? Tell us what you are holding in your
sweet little hands", Sir Albert calmly ordered as he made the massive uncut
erection of the fifty-three-year-old man wag slightly up and down in the
boy's grip and face.

"Its my daddy's milkybotty", Austin replied calmly.

"And you drink milk from your daddy's milk bottle, correct?", Sir Albert
stated.

Immediately upon hearing the question, Austin nodded.

"Can you drink all the milk out of it?", asked Sir Albert. "Can you drink
down all the milk a daddy has in his milk bottle? Every drop?"

Again, the kindergartner nodded slowly.

"Are you that good a little son to your daddy?", the hypnotist asked. "Are
you telling us that a little boy - as little as you - can really drink all
the milk a daddy has inside his milkybotty? Tell me if you really, really
can, Austin."

And again Austin nodded as he slowly replied, "Now that I'm five I
can. Before...I made a mess a lot...when I was little. But I drink all the
milk out of it now. Now...it's easy."

"Good boy", Sir Albert said as he stroked the back of the boy's
head. "That's a good boy. Your daddy been teaching you well, I see."

As he heard those words from his temporary master, Austin's face, even
through glazed-over eyes, seemed to beam somehow.

"Hell, the kid swallows cum like an Asian whore...even when he's not
zombied out", Mr. Hendricks jokingly muttered beneath his breath.

I laughed nervously at his comment, not sure what amazed me more - the
creepiness of this powerful hypnotic state under which Sir Albert held
these two people or the notion that such a little kid apparently was
already a proficient little cum slugger.

"Shhh!", Sir Albert, with a wicked smile, said to his pal,
Mr. Hendricks. He then turned his attentions back to the kindergartner and
commanded, "So, you will now drink all of your daddy's milk for us
then. Right? Go head, Austin, and show us how you drink all the milk from
your daddy's milk bottle."

And easy as that, the boy opened his small mouth as wide as it could
stretch as Sir Albert helped guide the Principal's huge, uncut erection
between his lips.

It was most lurid to see a boy of Austin's age with such a huge and hairy
erection jammed into his mouth. As I stood by watching, my own kidboner,
prodding and throbbing wildly inside my pants, did not go
unnoticed. Mr. Hendricks swiftly came to my side and began to massage it
lewdly right through the fabric as we watched Austin fellate our school
Principal. Even I had to admit to myself that it was wildly hot to see a
kid that little sucking a man nearly fifty years his senior.

Very slowly Sir Albert was guiding into the boy's mouth as much cock as it
could handle. As we watched several inches of massive uncut cock go into
the child's mouth and prod his throat, even Sir Albert had to glance at us
and say, "This little guy's had some big dick in his mouth before. That's
for sure. My goodness, look at him go!"

"No surprise there", Mr. Hendricks stated as we all watched Austin suck the
massively thick cock as if it were an actual baby's bottle. "You got to see
the little slut's dad. He's got to be packing. Be sure to check him out in
the gym when we bring this little guy back, Al. He's got a buzz cut and is
wearing a Steelers jacket."

Sir Albert, Mr. Hendricks and I watched the young child's mouth intently as
it sucked the man's huge erection. The sight was at once both obscene and
yet oddly sweet as little Austin, even though lost in some hypnotic trance,
seemed to enjoy suckling on the man's thick and veiny penis. He actually
looked to be contentedly nursing on it like it were a bottle.

"Good, good boy, Austin", Sir Albert said encouragingly into the
kindergartner's ear. "When your daddy makes his milk, drink it all for us,
okay?"

Without missing a moment of sucking, only four or so inches of the
Principal's nine-inch cock deep inside his small mouth, Austin nodded.

"Good", the hypnotist said soothingly. "Now, if you feel anything else on
your body, it's only small puppy dogs saying hello to you. Do you
understand that, Austin?"

Again, the boy nodded as he nursed.

Then, Sir Albert again gave us a wicked flash of his white teeth as he said
to us, "We can play with him now." And with that, he reached his left hand
into the back of the boy's elasticized waistband pants. Sir Albert
continued to grin at us as he groped and patted the boy's tiny little
buttocks still hidden within his OshKosh pants.

Sir Albert then waved over Mr. Hendricks to join him. And the
Vice-Principal moved in quickly to crouch on the other side of Austin where
he immediately began to paw the boy's crotch as his buddy continued to
lewdly fondle the boy's tiny buttocks. I watched the two men feeling up
Austin as they intently stared at the boy's mouth and small hands while he
sucked upon Mr. Perrish's massive penis.

Suddenly and impatiently, Mr. Hendricks, indicating Austin's little pants,
asked his hypnotist friend, "Can we pull these fucking down now?"

"Its all yours buddy", Sir Albert replied as, in one motion, he tugged
Austin's pants down to his sneakers. Surprised to see the boy naked from
the waist down, Sir Albert then chuckled, "I see the boy's dad keeps him
handy and ready for use."

As he fondled the boy's small boner, while Sir Albert fondled his tiny,
smooth butt, Mr. Hendricks knitted his brow and asked, "What do you mean?"

"No underpants on the kid", Sir Albert replied with a wide grin. "I wonder
if his daddy knows how easy he's making it for we men to play with his
little guy?"

"The kid's easy already", laughed Mr. Hendricks. "Oh man, I got to have me
some of that", he added as he leaned down to suck Austin's tiny pricklet
into his hot mouth.

Sir Albert stated aloud, "It's only puppy dogs lapping at you,
Austin. Remember...anything you feel on your body are only sweet little
puppy dogs licking you."

And again Austin nodded as he kept up his sordid nursing.

Sir Albert then looked over at me and smiled. He nodded for me to come
closer. "Open your pants, kid", he said to me. "I got to have some more of
that big boy cock of yours."

I slowly stepped over to the open stall where, immediately Sir Albert
reached out and unzipped my pants with one hand. "Pull it out", he
ordered. "Come on, come on. Let me have some sperm out of your beautiful
kid nuts, okay?"

Before I could even respond, the man was again sucking on my
twelve-year-old cock. With my hands at my sides, I looked down to see that
he had his eyes closed as he seemed to be savoring every millisecond of
what he was doing to me. I then looked lower and could see that as he
sucked me, Sir Albert was also rather vigorously finger-fucking Austin's
smooth, tiny bottom. And yet, despite the fact that the hypnotist had not
one, nor two, but three of his large fingers aggressively fucking the boy's
small hole, Austin did not seem to feel any pain or discomfort. If
anything, the child barely appeared to have any particular awareness of
even being penetrated.

Something then caught the hypnotist's eye. He pulled his mouth off of my
peachfuzzed boner just in time to say with a wide and evil grin, "There he
goes...".

Mr. Hendricks pulled up from where he'd been sucking on Austin's tiny
erection to check out what was happening. And sure enough we could all see
that Mr. Perrish was ejaculating forcefully into the boy's mouth. Austin's
rosy little cheeks puffed out for a moment as copious amounts of the man's
reproductive fluids flooded his small mouth. But clearly the little kid was
drinking down the man's thick cum as fast and as hard as it was being blown
into his young mouth.

"Aw, fuck", Sir Albert muttered. "That's a good boy, Austin. Let your daddy
pump all his warm milk down your throat. You're so good at that! What a
good boy you are!"

"'Told you this baby's a cum whore", Mr. Hendricks said as he watched his
hypnotized boss unknowingly ejaculate into the mouth of this
kindergartner. "Look at him slurp that stuff down", he crowed.

We watched as the boy swallowed the last powerful shot of the man's load -
a load so pent up and massive that although Austin had to have swallowed
quite a bit of semen, some still flowed out of the corners of his mouth,
making his chin and neck all sticky and shiny in the man's juices.

Even once the fellatio between the fifty-three-year-old and the
five-year-old was done, Austin continued to stand before Mr. Perrish. And
the Principal, although slowly falling flaccid, continued to tower over the
child, his thick cock remaining lodged between the boy's young lips. It
appeared as if the two under hypnosis literally required further
instruction even in order to disengage their obscene contact.

The hypnotist then looked at Mr. Hendricks. He seemed to motion with his
chin that they should both to rise to their feet. I stepped back two steps
in order to allow the two molesting friends to stand up again.

"That was very, very good, Austin", Sir Albert stated, as he virtually had
to pull the man's huge cock out of the boy's mouth and grip.

The hypnotist then put his right hand on Mr. Perrish's shoulder and
commanded, "Be seated, Pervert Perrish." And immediately, the Principal sat
on the commode, his huge bull-like genitals hanging freely between his
thighs.

"Turn your head to your left now, Austin. Can you do that?", Sir Albert
asked.

It seemed as if the boy had to think for a moment as he appeared, like any
child of that age, to be sorting out which was his right and which was his
left. But he then slowly turned to his left where directly in his face
throbbed Mr. Hendrick's uncut erection.

"What do you see before you, Austin?", Sir Albert asked, testing the
continuing powers of his suggestion.

Without hesitating, the kindergartner answered, "My daddy's milkybotty."

"That's right, Austin", Sir Albert said, while winking at me. "And where
does your daddy's milk bottle belong, Austin?"

As he slowly made the right index finger of his hand point to his own
mouth, the boy said, "In here".

"That's right", the hypnotist said. "So why isn't your daddy's milk bottle
in there?"

A slight expression of confused consternation crossed the boy's glazy-eyed
face. "I don't know why."

"So what are you going to do about that?", Sir Albert asked in a very
authoritative although oddly paternal voice.

And without further instruction, Austin wrapped his little hands around
Mr. Hendrick's penis and began to suck on it, again, as if a bottle were in
his mouth.

Sir Albert must have seen the look of further amazement in my eyes as I
watched the boy's mouth open for a second adult erection within only a
minute's time.

"He'll do this all day and all night with any adult penis he sees from now
on", Sir Albert said in a whispered, matter-of-fact tone.

"How?", I asked. "I mean, why? I mean, how do you get him to do that?"

The hypnotist chuckled lewdly as he rolled his eyes and answered, "Ah, no,
no, my boy! The secrets of my power are just that - secret. They are
inexplicable. Let's leave it by saying that because the child wants to do
this, he will. I have simply reached in and opened a door he cannot now
close...unless I close it for him. But the door was already there."

"Oh man, this kid's one good little cocksucker", Mr. Hendricks groaned as
he gyrated his hips slightly while watching the small child nurse on his
uncut meat.

"Bust a nut in his mouth and watch him drink the contents of your milk
bottle. That's really what the kid wants", Sir Albert urged his pal.

The hypnotist then turned to me and said, "I seize and control the mind's
already existing doorways. Little Austin here wants to suck his daddy's
penis - men's penises - and drink cum out of them. I have simply
facilitated the doing by reaching in and propping open those doors - doors
which otherwise would perhaps remain capable of self-control or of
refusal. And in doing so, I seize his mind. Do you understand that, boy?"

I said, "I guess", although I really had no clue as to how such a thing was
possible. Yet, I could not deny the fact that I was watching it being acted
out upclose and in the flesh.


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