*DING* *DING* *DING* The machine roared! “YES! OH MY GOD YES! I GOT IT” Celebrated the little guy at the end of the machine as tickets poured out endlessly. He watched as the point counter grew higher and higher. The tricky fox placed a mechanical box on the controls that allowed him to alter the course of play on the arcade machine, hacking it and winning the jackpot. An unintended side-effect happened however, as the jackpot was passed the tickets still went out, much to the surprise of the fox. He waited until the whole spool was taken out and stuffed them in his bag, already overflowing from emptying other machines.


Proudly he walked up to the counter, slamming the spoils of war on the counter. “Ten thousand tickets!” He beamed up to the minimum wage worker behind the counter, who even in the dull state he was in, seemed surprised. “Well,” The fox questioned, “What do I get for all of these?”


The teenager snapped out of the stupor and ran down the prize list, “Uhh, for ten thousand you can get a Hyper Gun, E-Z Vore Oven, Hypno-Visor, or Latex Wr-.” 


“I want the hypno-visor! The hypno-visor!” The devilish boy yelled out, excited for a new toy that he could use. “Gimme! Gimme!” The fox almost jumped onto the counter as the worker got it from the top shelf. 


“So, you seem pretty cool to get all these tickets.” The guy said, trying to make small talk, “What’s your name anyways?” 


The fox was jumping for joy at this point, squirming because of the toy, “My name is Dylan. Give me the box please!” 


“Ok have fun! Don't abuse it too much.” The worker said, handing the Hypno-Visor to Dylan, who promptly bolted out the door, running to his house to open the box and try it out. The worker only smirked as he saw the kid run out “*pfft* Like those things even work.”


Back at the house, Dylan was sitting on his bed, completely disappointed from the toy. He opened the box and the first thing he read on the instruction manuel was *Does Not Hypnotize*. Dylan was not about to take defeat however, he tricked the machines into working for him, why should he stop there? He booted up his computer and got ready to fix this piece of junk.


“Hey Henry!” he called from down the hall to his older brother, “I need your help with something, I’ll even pay you for it!” Only hearing the word ‘pay’, the older fox got up and went up to his little brothers room. “Wear this, and each time I test you, I’ll give you $10. Ok?” 


The money would easily benefit the older bro, even though he had a job of his own, the extra money could help him to with his other passions in life, like weed and video games. He wondered for a second about what the tests were for, but the money was enough to make him discount any fears.


Minutes, Hours, and even Days passed as Dylan worked tirelessly. He lost a few hundred bucks at this point but he knew he could take it back once he got this working. Wiping the sweat off of his forehead he called Henry down one last time, “I finally got it bro! Last test I promise!”


The annoyed older brother slumped down in the chair he sat in each time, “I’m gonna want payment upfront this time, make sure you have the money.” 


With a smirk and a mischievous look in the eyes, Dylan slapped the money right in his brothers waiting paw. “Ok bro, put the mask on.”


Wires were hanging everywhere from the device, everything was in shambles in the small room of his. It’s all going to be worth it, he thought to himself, Time to flip the switch. He pressed the number pad on his keyboard, unlocking the program. As soon as his brother put the visor on, he started it.


“Looks like another dud bro,” said Henry, who was still unimpressed, “I don’t feel like you’re doing any- I don't feel like you'r- Woah, this a sleep mask bro? I’m getting pretty tired, should I take it off?”


“Wait one more minute, then I’ll take it off of you.” Dylan said, excited from the progress, but not showing it, as it could break the trance. After the moment passed he turned off the program and disconnected the wires, discarding them to the side. An idea ran through his mind, “Hey Henry?” He asked, “Where are you right now and who am I?”


The blank faced brother stood motionless for a few seconds, regaining his composure. “I- I’m in your house. And- you are my master. I obey you.”


Dylan was in shock at how well this worked, deciding to test it out he said, “Ok, give me back all the money you have” 


“Your wish is my command” said Henry, who was only responsive to his brothers calls. He reached in his pocket and handing Dylan the $10 that he was just given. Henry got up from the chair and walked to his room, searching for the rest of the cash. Only a few minutes later Dylan heard his door open again, Henry with a box in hand, carrying hundreds of dollars in cash and coins. “Here you go,” Henry said, “All of the money I have.”


“Ha, his only income was me.” Dylan said to himself, grinning cheek to cheek with his newfound power. He wanted to embarrass his brother, he wanted to be powerful and he was going to do whatever it took to do so. “Henry.” He said, walking over to his brother.


“Yes master.”


“Take off your visor, you won’t need it anymore, you are my puppet.” Dylan ordered. The hypnotised fox did as he was told, taking off the visor and revealing his eyes, covered in purple swirls that controlled his thoughts and shut off his memories. “Now puppet, take off your clothes.” Without a question, Henry started to strip down until he was completely nude. A sight that made Dylan feel uncomfortably aroused. I’m not supposed to like this THAT much, he thought to himself, I’m only here to take a few pictures and send them around, then I’ll turn him back.


Dylan pulled out his phone and started to snap pictures of his brother in the nude, making sure to get every bit of his body. He felt a lump in his throat and swallowed, feeling a one-way tension build up in the room. He went behind to get a picture of his brothers behind and lifted up his tail, being greeted by his bro’s hole. He snapped the last picture, but kept looking at it, wanting more than just to embarrass him. He was beginning to become overstimulated by the experience, there was a growing fire inside of him was about to burst.


“Henry, become erect.” Dylan said, not able to hold back anymore, I’m going to do it. What’s the harm in it, he won’t know. He was thinking to himself. Henry, without stroking or touching himself started to grow an erection, the tip of his red cock peeking out of his sheath started to make Dylan’s mouth water. What’s coming over me? He thought, not able to take his eyes off the cock emerging from his brother’s fluffy sheath. It couldn’t hurt to just- just have a little taste, could it? The thoughts of his new brewing sexuality raced through his young mind, trying to rationalize it in any way that seemed normal to him. “Fuck it!” he said under his breath, not able to hold back any longer. Dylan approached his older brother, gaze never unfixing from the big cock he wanted so much. 


He stopped in his tracks, literally close enough to taste the now throbbing member inches away from his face. Taking a big whiff of the scent in front of him, all inhibitions melted away, leaving him with no guilt about the act that would take place. “I think you’ll be pretty good like this bro, hump bit into my mouth a bit while I suck you off.” He commanded, getting on his knees and finally putting the rod in his young mouth.


His eyes rolled into the back of his head, absolutely taken aback from the taste that invaded his lips. Dylan teased himself down the shaft, only going down it a small amount at a time, usually in rhythm with Henry as he pushed in further. He used his tongue and slid it down his brothers shaft, feelings of pleasure running through his own body. He thought if Henry felt anything from this, but he shewed those notions away. This is all for me, he thought, Henry is now mine, at least for now. 


Dylan wanted more and more from his brother, moaning for him to thrust harder into his wanting maw. Henry obliged, grabbing the cub by his ears and using them to force his face in. Having his younger brother’s nose scrape across his belly each time he forced himself down his throat. Henry’s sizable member was forced down Dylan’s mouth, bulging out whenever it got past his maw.


Dylan grabbed his own sheath, coaxing his own member to come out and join the fun. He felt his cock start to get stiff, urging him to pleasure himself as he was being mouthfucked by his own hypnotized brother. It was all beginning to be too much for the boy, forcing him to moan out “Stop!” with a throat full of cock. Luckily, for Dylan, Henry was able to hear his muffled pleas and released his grasp on the smaller fox. 


He stumbled back, dazed and short of breath from the rough treatment he issued on himself. As he snapped out of the stupor, he got up onto his bed, laying on his back. Dylan’s own member was just throbbing and pleading to be touched, “Henry,” The fox cub said, smirk on his face, “Get over here and suck my cock, you hypnotized slut.”


Of course, Henry obliged, heading over to his brother, who was presenting himself, laying seductively on the bed. “Come here you slut.” He said, wanting this more than he ever wanted anything before. The older fox climbed onto the bed and lowered his head, placing his lips on Dylan’s member. “O-oh god!” He moaned out, as Henry moved up and down his throbbing shaft. He never felt anything like this before, but he loved it so much.


The fox cub grabbed the fur on his brother’s head, unable to control himself, thrusting wildly into his mouth. All of his senses were being overwhelmed by the unbelievable pleasure he was feeling from the taboo act. Henry did not feel anything from the act, or at least he didn’t show it, doing whatever he could to please his master in this hypnotized state.


Dylan started to yell out, almost cumming right there. Quickly, he ordered, “Stop! Stop!” not wanting to blow his load so quickly. Henry lifted his muzzle from his brother’s pulsing cock, desperate for release. The cub lifted his legs up in the air, lustfully saying to his brother. “I want you to fuck me until we cum. Don’t hold back, shove your knot in me so hard I walk with a limp for a week!”


Eager to please, the older fox grabbed both of his brother’s legs, lining himself up with the virgin hole. “Ready Master?” he asked, understanding what he was about to do.


“Goddammit Henry, stop waiting around do it already!” Dylan ordered.


Without any more hesitation, Henry tightened his grip and pushed in, spreading the hole wide. Dylan moaned out, overtaken by the feeling. He loved it, and it only made it better that it was his own brother doing it to him. “Agh! Bro- harder!” he yelled out, making Henry push even further into him. 


Dylan was getting really into it, pushing back on the hard thrusts that moved him further on the bed. He felt the hard cock in his stomach, bulging out, making him feel so full. His own cock throbbed, the new feeling of being spread apart was great. He wanted more, not settling for just anything. “Knot me Henry!” He screamed with his own knot swelling.


As if on cue, the base of Henry’s cock was swelling, locking him. He started to shoot his load deep inside, forcing Dylan’s belly to push out even further, full of his brothers cum. Dylan loved it, his own member swelling up, his own sticky semen bursting into the air, falling on the incestous pair.


Dylan was exhausted from the act, ordered Henry to lie down and cuddle up next to him while his knot swelled down. “I’m gonna have to find a way to turn you back, at least before mom and dad come home.” He said, “Eh, maybe I’ll just turn them all into slaves like you. Yea, that’s better.”