1. Living and Mind Control 6


    Date: 4/15/2024, Categories: Mind Control, Author: Lookingforthis 

    Why oh why did he have to go and admit that?

It wasn’t like he could afford to not tell his mother about his absence if his counselor's threat was anything to go by, but he could have broken the news in a less seemingly flippant manner. It was one thing to not care about something, it was quite another to lead with that fact.

Honestly, it wasn’t like he particularly wanted to tart the truth up, but he also didn’t want to come off asaggressively apathetic.

“What did you say?” Yasmine fixed him with a glare as she put his plate of food on the table. Even just the sight and smell of it made his stomach growl. Of course, the big sexy angry mother cow holding it put his hunger pangs into the back row of his priorities.

“I missed school yesterday,” Michael sighed as he reached for his bag and pulled the form that he had been given out, “They told me that I should have you sign this.”

His cow mother all but snatched the sheet out of his hand and read it. Soon enough, she was rubbing her small cute snout as she laid it down.

“Why?” was all she asked as she reached for the cupboard and pulled out a pen.

Michael opened his mouth, but then promptly closed it shut.

What could he even say?

The truth was straight out; he wasn’t willing to get his mom in trouble when his aunt was pushing for it and he wasn’t willing to do it now that his mom was angry with him.

Orever for that matter.

But he didn’t have a good excuse planned. Which, in retrospect, he really ...
    ... should have. But missing school really just had not seemed that…big of an issue. And it hadn’t since he changed.

“Well?” his mother asked, her hoof starting to tap the floor with an impatient beat. They were so beautifully manicured too, with smooth cuts that perfectly rounded her-

-but no, he was trying to distract himself.

He had nothing. No excuse, no reason for having missed school, as unimportant as that was. He had squat.

So what else could he do, except stay silent?

His mother’s frown deepened as he stared her back, his mouth not moving one inch.

Yasmine locked eyes with him for a few seconds before sighing and motioning him to the table.

“We are going to have a mother-to-son talk,” she casually said as she took a seat herself. Michael joined her soon after.

“So,” she began as she steepled her hands before him, “You are missing school.”

“Yes,” Michael nodded at that.

“Since when has this gone on?” Yasmine asked.

“Yesterday was the first time,” Michael replied and his mother gave his signed sheet a glance to confirm that.

“But you are not going to tell me why…” Yasmine replied.

Michael shook his head. “I can’t.”

“Why?” his mother was quick to latch on.

He saw the stubborn set of her brow. The determined look in her eyes.

The way she was trying to bore a hole into his mind.

She was willing to wait there with him for as long as she needed to.

But Michael-he was getting lost in those eyes. In the orbs of someone that he ...
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