It had started after the Avengers fought Mondok.

They were on their way back to the compound. But Tony couldn't help noticing their youngest member, Kamala Khan had been quiet most of the way, which was unusual. Tony watched as she stared out of the window of the Quinjet, seemingly in her own world.

After about 20 mins, Tony decided to get up and see how she was doing.

"Hey Kamala," Tony said, deciding it wasn't the time for humor.

"Oh, Mr. Stark, I was just thinking," Kamala said, shocked to see Tony.

"Please, Kamala—call me Tony; how are you doing after that fight with Modok?"

"Good, it was just weird getting hypnotized by him."

That was true; that is why they ended up out here. Modok had mind-controlled Kamala into helping him break into a SHIELD base and steal some documents about the Quantum Zone.

Thankfully, the other Avengers had stopped him before he could finish his plan, but snapping Kamala out of it had been a bit of a struggle.

"It made me feel weak; it's a weird feeling,"

"It can be. We still have a little bit before we are back in New York. Tell you what, why don't you get some sleep?

Kamala leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, relaxing a bit.

Kamala had known since she was 10.

She had been watching an episode of the old Captain marvel and her super friends one Saturday morning.

She had to admit as much as she liked the new version that aired in the afternoon, there was something wonderfully cheesy about the 70s version.

She wasn't paying close attention to the show, eating her breakfast. At one point, she looked up and saw one of Carols, "Super Friends'' Hairzala, fighting the villain named Memzo.

She was winning quite handily until Memzo had said, "Time for my secret weapon." his eyes lighting up.

Suddenly he hit her with his "Hypnosis vision," a beam of light covered in spirals.

'I can...fight anything you...throw at me.' She heard Hairzala saying even though her eyes had closed halfway.

"No, you can't, my weak girl; now it's time for you to fall under my control." Memezo had said in a standard cartoon villain voice.

Hairzela's eyes closed, saying, 'Yes, master, I will do whatever you want.'

Kamala felt a weird feeling. She didn't know what it was, but it felt good.

After that, whenever Kamala saw a scene on TV or in a movie with hypnosis, the funny feeling returned.

When she hit 16, sex ed had briefly talked about a fetish with a simple 'its a feeling you get when you see something that may or may not be sexual.'

One late-night Google search after that had led her to some Hypnosis fetish forms and discovering she had a Hypnosis fetish.

She wasn't sure how she felt about it though it felt weird knowing something like losing control could get her going since she had always heard she had to be strong.

Deciding to bury it for a bit, Kamala forgot about it; she got powers her life got weird, ending with her joining the Avengers.

She decided she had to keep it hidden. She figured if any of the other Avengers found out about it, they would call her a freak and kick her out.

Until the Modok fight had brought it back,

She had to admit when Modok hit her she was scared until her brain stopped thinking. Then the only thing she felt was that funny feeling—stronger than ever.

when Tony snapped her out of it. She couldn't help noticing her panties had become quite wet.

Thankfully the fight was pretty much over by the time she woke up. All that she had to do was go to the bases medbay and get in the Quinjet

But that weird feeling wouldn't leave; it was the only thing she could think about how nice it felt and how wet she had become.

Thankfully Tony came over and snapped her out of some of those thoughts. She wasn't sure the nap would help, but she closed her eyes, falling asleep anyway.

"Kamala. It's time to get up."

"What—could stand my snoring?" Kamala said, laughing.

"Well, that and we are back in New York." Tony joined in on Kamala's laugh.

After getting inside, Kamala went almost at once to her room, only stopping for the old pizza in the fridge and a water.

After eating and changing, Kamala fell asleep, hoping to forget all about it.

However, what she didn't count on were her dreams.

It had started well enough; she was fighting with the Avengers until Modok showed up, hitting her with a purple beam in the back everything going purple.

When the light cleared she was getting ganged banged by the other Avengers, her eyes blank and empty.

She had Tony's dick in her mouth. Her hands were jerking off Bruce and Steve. Natasha was fucking her ass with a dildo and Clint was below her licking her cunt.

Feeling herself getting closer, Tony took his dick out of her mouth and said in a commanding voice, "I want you to yell I'm a dirty little hypnosis slut as you cum."

"Yes, sir, I'll do whatever you ask," Kamala said, moaning.

Hitting her sweet peak, she came hard, screaming, "I'M A DIRTY LITTLE HYPNOSIS SLUT."

Waking up suddenly, Kamala saw her wet fingers and felt her pussy against her pants. She groaned.

"Oh, of course, I would have a wet dream about hypnosis." She said feeling a combined feeling of pleasure and shame.

Getting up from her bed and walking into the bathroom. Kamala washed her hands and laid back down.

She didn't see or hear her door shutting.

To be fair, Tony hadn't meant to perv he wanted to check on Kamala.

Leaving the living room. He took the elevator upstairs starting to head toward Kamala's room.

As he got closer to her bedroom, he could hear low moans. Opening her door a bit, he saw the youngest Avengers having a wet dream.

'Huh, wonder what she is dreaming about," Tony thought, trying to decide if he should leave or stay.

However, he couldn't help but admit that seeing someone masturbate was pretty hot, so he decided to stay for a little bit.

He was just about ready to leave when he heard Kamala say something in her sleep.

"Yes, sir, I'll do whatever you ask." Kamala had said Tony noticed how aroused she sounded.

Suddenly Kamala screamed at the top of her lungs, "I'M A DIRTY LITTLE HYPNOSIS SLUT."

When Tony saw she had woken up he quickly shut the door, hoping she didn't hear or see him.

"Huh," Tony said. Suddenly a lot of things made sense.

Tony had dated a girl with a hypnosis fetish once; out of all of them, you would think he would recognize the face Kamala made after he woke her up was the same as his ex: Confused and aroused.

Maybe he didn't want to think about the youngest Avenger that way, but Kamala seemed conflicted about the whole thing.

He knew she grew up a bit sheltered. He guessed being a Muslim girl would lead to some of that, but he hoped she would have figured it out since it was the 21st century.

"Wait, why not ask Kamala." Tony thought as he ran back to his lab, trying to find the locket he had used on that girlfriend. Hoping he hadn't thrown it away or used it for something else. Finding and grabbing it, he walking back to Kamala's room. Knocking on the door, Tony waited a few minutes

"Oh, Tony, what do you need?" Kalama said, rubbing her eyes. However, Tony could tell she was faking it; she had been up still thinking about that dream.

"I just wanted to check on how you're doing, plus I have something to give you," Tony said, walking farther into the room after Kamala walked back.

"Oh, Tony, you have given me so much, I'm not sure I should take anything else," Kalama said

"Oh, don't worry about it, Kamala; it's something I don't have a use for anymore," Tony said, as he would pull out the locket and show it to Kamala.

"Wow, Tony, that is really pretty; where did you get it?" Kamala said as Tony started to swing it a bit.

"Oh, I bought it for an ex-girlfriend of mine; she gave it back after she got tired of my ego problems," Tony said, figuring the truth was the best option.

"But that isn't important. What is important is it's pretty, and it's nice to watch it swing back and forth."

"Yes, it's pretty, and it's nice to watch it swing," Kamala repeated, starting to feel that funny feeling again.

Tony had figured it would be easier now than it would have been in the morning since Kamala was already tired, but it was almost too easy.

"Just relaxing, letting those relaxing feelings get bigger and stronger."

Kamala could feel herself relaxing, the funny feeling getting stronger as she relaxed more.

Seeing Kamala's eye droop, Tony figured he should go in for the kill.

"Now, Kamala, I'm gonna count backward from five. When I hit one. I want you to close your heavy eyes and give into the relaxing feeling completely," Tony said.

"Yes, I will give in to the relaxing feeling," Kamala had repeated.

Starting to count when Tony hit one, he saw Kamala fall over on her bed, completely relaxed.

"Now Kamala, I'm gonna snap my fingers. When I do, I want you to open your eyes but remain deep asleep."

"Yes, Tony, I will open my eyes but remain deep asleep."

Snapping his fingers, Tony saw Kamala sit up, her eyes and face still blank.

"Now, Kamala, I'm gonna ask you some questions, and I want you to answer truthfully; you understand, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Stark, I will answer your questions truthfully."

"Good girl. Now, do you know you have a hypnosis fetish?" Tony asked, figuring it was best to start with the heart of the issue.

"Yes, Mr. Stark, I know I have a hypnosis fetish. I have known about it since I was 10, though I didn't know what it was called until I was 16."

"OK, question two: Why do you try to hide it?"

"Because Mr. Stark, it's embarrassing and gross. I'm supposed to be tough all the time. I couldn't take the risk of other people finding out I have a weakness that they could use against me.'

"Huh," Tony thought, "I didn't expect that answer."

"OK, question three: Who told you you had to be tough all the time?"

"My parents; they always said I had to be a pillar of the Muslim community and that I couldn't show weakness because others would use it against me. Even when I turned 18 and moved out I still followed it.' Kamala said a bit of worry returning to her voice

OK, overly religious parents, Tony could relate at least to the parent issue part.

"OK, Kamala, you still feel relaxed. You can let that stress go," Tony said, seeing Kamala calm down again.

"Yes, Mr. Stark, I will let that stress go.

"OK, one more question. Why didn't you talk to one of the Avengers about this? You know you can trust us."

"Because that would be even more embarrassing; what does it say if one of the worlds greatest heroes got off being controlled? Plus, you guys would have kicked me for being too much of a liability, Mr. Srark.

"Mr. Stark." Tony thought he couldn't help but admit that being called that by Kamala had made him a bit hard. Figuring he had found out enough info, he decided to do something about that.

"OK, Kamala, here are some things I want you to remember," Tony figured he should start small.

"One: whenever we are alone, you can only call me 'Mr. Stark' or 'Sir' no 'Tony.' 'Mr. Stark' or 'Sir only, do you understand so far?"

"Yes, Mr. Stark, when we are alone, Im only allowed to call you Mr. Stark or Sir," Kamala said, feeling it drill into her brain.

"OK, number two: when we are alone, you will only be able to praise me. You will only be able to talk about how much of a genius I am or how great of a man I am."

"Yes, Mr. Stark, when we are alone, I will only be able to praise your spectacular genius or how amazing of a person you are." Kamala had said, not quite repeating Tony but being close enough

Tony's erection grew a bit upon hearing Kamala praise him.

"OK, three: it feels terrific to praise me; anytime you say something nice or gush about me, you will get very aroused."

Shifting slightly, Kamala could feel it taking effect all those "Mr. Stark" starting to get to her.

"One more thing: whenever I call you a good girl or give you a complement you will feel really good. You enjoy hearing me saying nice thing about you since I'm so important to you," Tony said

"Yes, Mr. Stark, whenever you call me a good girl or compliment me, I will feel good. I enjoy being complemented by the smartest man in the world." Kamala again, not quite repeating what he said but being close enough. She could feel her arousal growing. She wanted to touch herself, but she wanted to wait for Mr. Stark to tell her to.

She knew it would feel better if the smartest man alive told her to do it.

"Now I'm gonna assume the combo of being hypnotized, me hearing me call you a good girl and praising me has gotten you quite worked up?" Tony asked, seeing Kamala squirm a bit.

"Yes, Mr. Stark, I am very aroused. I...I need to touch myself."

"Good girl. Tell you what: why don't you lie back and touch yourself while you praise me some more?"

Tony could see Kamala lay down quickly, moving her hands to the opening in her Pjs.

"Oh god, Mr. Stark, you're the best; you're such a..kind man..to..everyone". It felt very good to praise Mr. Stark. Kamala was already moaning.

"Humanity has benefited so much from your genius. Even the poor lives Oh have been improved… thanks to you," Kamala said as she started to masturbate faster.

Tony could see her fingers in her pussy working at a breakneck speed, hearing a wet squish noise coming out of it. He was a bit amazed even with the posthypnotic suggestion helping Kamala was close to the edge already and it had only been a few minutes.

"OH GOD, I LOVE SPENDING TIME WITH YOU MR STARK, I ALWAYS LEARN SO MUCH EVERY TIME WE ARE TOGETHER," Kamala screamed. Tony put her hand over her mouth, not wanting to wake up the whole compound.

He could hear Kamala's muffled speech, still praising him as she came hard.

Moving the hand from her face, Tony used his other hand to push his dick toward the hole in his PJs.

"OK, Kamala, now I want you to come over here and blow me."

'Yes, Mr. Stark" Kamala said, starting to crawl over to Tony's dick

After finishing in Kamala's mouth, Tony told her to fall asleep, not remembering he had come up to her room.

He went to his lab to edit the footage with Kamala, only showing the parts where he questioned her and not the sex afterward.

When he got done, he texted the other Avengers minus Kamala and told them to meet him in the dining room in the morning.

"OK, Stark; what do you need so early in the morning?" Black Widow said, walking into the dining room wearing her plain black PJs, seeing the other Avengers were already there.

"Ah, Natasha, thank you for joining us." Tony said Natasha could see Tony looked a bit nervous."

Where is Kamala? Shouldn't we wait for her?" Black Widow seemed like the only person who noticed.

"Well, this is kinda about her."

"Is she having issues? She seemed fine yesterday, even with the modok thing." Steven piped up, figuring he would jump in.

"She is, but I found something about her relating to the modok thing."

"Jarvas, play Kamala video." Stark said

Suddenly Tony talking to Kamala was on the screen.

After it ended, Tony turned back to the other Avengers.

"So she enjoys being hypnotized," Clint said, summing up what they just saw.

"Yes. Normally, I would just chalk this up to being a normal fetish, but it seemed to be an intense fetish that she is trying to hide." Tony had said.

"So, what does it have to do with us?" Bruce said, "Her fetish is her own business."

"Well, again, I usually would say the same thing, but I'm kind of worried about her. I knew she grew up repressed, but she seems to have convinced herself it's gross and weird."

"Wow, Tony Stark caring about another person, is it Christmas?" Again Clint jumped in.

"Very funny birdbrain—but I have a feeling that if we don't show her it's normal. She may end up hating herself permanently and feel like she has to resort to more illegal means to sacrifice her fetish."

"So, what are you proposing here?" Steve jumped in.

"Well, you see, I think the best way to show her its a safe and normal thing is for all of us to hypnotize her and show her how much she enjoys it. Maybe it will help her understand its a normal fetish that she shouldn't try to hide."

"Why not make her go to the shield therapist? She would know what to do." Bruce decided to chime in, unsure he wanted to believe what Tony just said.

"Well, as you saw on the tape, she thinks it's gross and weird. I don't think she would bring it up with a therapist even if we said something to the therapist beforehand." Tony said, sighing slightly

"So, your solution is for us to hypnotize her, so she will learn that it's OK to like being hypnotized?" Steve more or less summed up what Tony said.

"Yes, if she sees herself being hypnotized by people she trusts, she may let her guard down about it."

"That's kind of crazy. I'm not gonna lie," Natasha pumped up after being silent for most of the meeting.

"Yes, but it's the best idea I have. Besides, Kamala won't remember any of it we can take the footage and edit it to only show her the good parts."

"Not sure how good of an idea it is to take advantage of a young woman," Bruce said, being the moral reasoner of the group.

"Don't think of it like that. Its more you're helping a young woman become less repressed and more open," Tony said. He had known Bruce would probably be the hardest to sell this to but figured he had to try.

"Yeah yeah, this all sounds like another crazy Stark idea," Bruce said, getting up and leaving.

"OK jolly green is out, anyone else have any objections to this idea?" Tony figured he had to get at least one of the other Avengers on board.

"Well, I agree with Bruce, but on the other hand, you're likely right about her not saying anything to a therapist," Steve said confidently.

"Im in." Client said suddenly, making Tony, Steve, and Natasha jump slightly.

"OK, birdbrains in anyone else?"

"Im not sure i trust a Stark idea but helping someone is always good. I'm in," Natasha said.

"Fine, I guess I'm outvoted, but I may or may participate," Steve said

"I can work with that," Tony said, grinning

Kamala woke up with a weird taste in her mouth.

"Huh, it must have been something I ate last night. Guess I should lay off the midnight snacks. "She thought.

Looking at the clock on her phone, she saw she had missed her alarm by 10 minutes.

"Oh jeez, I need to get going; I want to get some gym time in before I eat breakfast! Gotta stay sharp," Kamala said, getting off the bed and rushing to change and brush her teeth.

"OK, ready to go," Kamala had said, heading out the door with her gym bag, not knowing the kind of day she was about to have.

Tony was in his lab when he got a ping on his phone, saying Kamala was awake and heading toward the gym.

"Guess it's time to start this thing," Tony said.