* Childhood Toy
As Heather walked down the stairs, she wrapped the black collar back around her neck. I noticed a change, but I could still smell it in my nose, on my clothes, permeating me. I wanted more of it. She sat on the bed and I stood next to her, still inhaling deeply to enjoy the lingering scent. It was divine. "This is an unexpected development. Andy, are you okay?" I nodded, I was better than okay. "Are you sure? You have a glazed over look in your eye." She brought her hand up to lift my chin and there it was again, that scent. It was faint now, but I instinctively pressed her hand up against my face. "Andy, what are you...?" and inhaled deeply. "Really? you can still smell it on my fingers?" I nodded, inhaling again. "This is a very unexpected development." She sat quietly in thought for a moment, and I focused on the diminishing aroma on her fingers.
"Andy, I think we need to understand what's happening here. Andy?" She pulled her hand away from my face. "Andy, try to pay attention. Snap out of it. Look at me." I did my best to look her in the eye. "They told me to expect my scent to have an effect, that it would make me likable and trustable. This is something way beyond that. Are you listening?" I nodded. "This is not going to be easy. Andy, go get me some cleaning solvents and a towel."
I did as she asked, and after returning she sprayed and wiped her hands and then took a fresh towel and after spraying it thoroughly, she wiped it across my face. The smell of the 409 was potent and quit a shock. "Ohh, what is that?" She wiped and wiped. "What are you doing? Heather. Stop." I tried to pull myself away as she was smearing the damp towel against my face and under my nose. A moment later I broke free. "What in the world are you doing?"
"There we go. Andy, do you remember being upstairs a moment ago? Do you remember following me back down." I considered her question for a moment.
"Yes yes, of course. You were talking to my dad. Then you asked me to follow you downstairs, now we're here. What is the 409 all about?"
"You don't remember the scent? Sniffing my hand?" The scent? She did smell nice. Now that she mentioned it, I did remember her hand up against my face. That was nice too. The memory was a little foggy. "Andy, sit down."
"What do you mean? Right here in the middle of the floor?"
"Excellent. You seem to be alert again. Andy, Reslink insisted I wear this collar around my neck. They explained that it had something to do with pheromones and my scent, but mostly they just cautioned and recommended I wear it at all times. Only if I needed to get out of a sticky spot, only if I needed someone to believe my suggestion, was I to take it off. However, when I took it off, you didn't believe me, you did everything I said, quite literally. Do you remember."
I struggled to recall the memory. I do remember her asking me to sit down and follow her, but I didn't remember it being any type of command. "I'm quite sure I was just being polite."
"Interesting." She looked away, puzzling for a moment. "Andy, would you mind if I performed a little experiment?" She had a bit of a smirk. "In the name of science of course. Reslink will be interested in the results." I didn't see why not, and nodded. "Excellent. I need to find something embarrassing you'd prefer not to do. Would you stand on one foot for me?" I did my best to balance on one foot. "Obviously not embarrassing enough. Kneel on the floor and bark like a dog." That was a particularly strange request, but this was in the name of science afterall. I knelt down and let out a half-hearted woof. "Andy, really? Someone asks you to bark like a dog and you just do?"
"You said it was in the name of science."
"Right, of course." She puzzled for a minute, and I stood back up off the floor. "True embarrassment. You think I'm attractive don't you?" Of course I did, I nodded. "Tell me, what feature do you like best about me?" I could feel my face flushing beet red. I hesitated, as if to ask, really? "This is working much better. Tell me Andy, which feature do you like best." I thought for a minute. I mean, she was stunning. Her figure was astounding for a teen who was actually younger than I. Her height, her long legs, her slender waist, her breasts, wow, her breasts. I couldn't say that. The room seemed a little smaller right now. She was really putting me on the spot.
"Your eyes." I'm not even sure where that came from. "Your eyes and your hair." Yes, those were safe.
"I see. Excellent." I felt some relief wash over me. Her hands were moving now, unfastening the collar on her neck. It gave her a naughty girl look, and in truth I kind of liked it. "If you had to pick just one, what feature of mine is your favorite?" She set the collar on the bed next to her.
I didn't know if this was some kind of trick question. "I guess your eyes."
She sat patiently. "Think about it for a moment." I looked away as I caught a whiff of something. "Now. I want you to be honest Andy. Look at me." The scent was familiar and intoxicating. I looked back at Heather. "Which feature of mine is your favorite? Do you think about the most?" That was obvious.
"Definitely your breasts." In fact, now that she mentioned it, I had trouble not staring.
"That's a bit more honest. Now, kneel on the floor and act like a dog." I bent over. What did a dog do? I gave out my best impersonation. A snarl, then a bark, then a snarl. Then I sat back on my legs and let my tongue out of my mouth panting. That seemed very doggie like. To do better I probably needed to know what kind of dog. I thought to ask, but just ended up barking again. "Wow. I wish I had a toy like this when I was a kid. It's kind of fun. Okay, you can stop acting like a dog and stand up."
I noticed she had affixed the collar back around her neck. "You can still smell the scent, can't you?" I nodded. "Okay, that was about ten seconds of exposure. Andy, I want you to pay attention and tell me when it's almost gone." I nodded again. "In the mean time, would you mind giving me a foot massage." As I moved to the end of the bed where the propped her feet, I heard her let out a little snicker. "No of course you wouldn't."
* Personal Valet
Gina set me down gently inside the bathroom door.
- heather and andy interaction
- sam arrives
- heather forces andy not to tell sam the truth
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