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Flashback Friday: Letter from the Ranch
The first Friday of the month often features a flashback story, which often has been improved upon. Original here.
“Hey Coach!
I never knew liftin’ bales could be so good for the muscles. My jeans are fittin’ tighter than ever with all the squats I do lifting, and I’m gettin’ some real nice bulges on my arms.
So glad you suggested a summer on the ranch. I’ve always had a thing for southern jocks and find that I’m no longer the weak geek you knew last spring. I s’pose your coaching prepped me for some real changes here – and boy, have I been changin’.
I never knew liftin’ bales could be so good for the muscles. My jeans are fittin’ tighter than ever with all the squats I do lifting, and I’m gettin’ some real nice bulges on my arms.
My other bulge fills out nicely too whenever I can find time to relax to the hypnosis tracks ya left me. The hay that used to be so itchy now provides my favorite resting spot.
My only complaint is how dang hot it gets down here sometimes, but we’re isolated enough that the bosses don’t mind if I strip down to nothing while I work.
My only complaint is how dang hot it gets down here sometimes, but we’re isolated enough that the bosses don’t mind if I strip down to nothing while I work.
Well, nothing except the hat & boots I always wear now – reckon I’m becoming a real cowboy!
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The Recruiters
Learnin’ His Truth
“Uh Coach, how did we get here? Last thing I remember was being called to your office.”
I wanted to have a chat with you away from it all. I hear you’ve decided not to go to college this fall.
“Yeah, just seems like a waste of time; rather hang with my new crew.”
Well, Mickey, they aren’t a good influence, which is why I want you to spend the summer out here instead.
“Coach, I reckon ya know what’s best for these britches… whoa, where’d that come from?”
You were compelled to strip when you woke up, and the more you take off, the more you strip away your city past and reveal the country boy that’s been lurking inside.Just go ahead and let go… you won’t have to do much thinkin’ here so you’re also becoming dumber and dumber… and by the time you’re naked you’ll forget you ever lived in the city.
“What ya yappin’ about Sir?”
“I’s always been a farm boy.”
Seems like you’ll do just fine here. I’ll be back in the fall so we can explore all your options… Given how much the simple life appealed to you though, I think you’ll find you’ll rather like it here.
“Darn tootin’ I will, Sir… there ain’t no life better than a country life!”
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The Cowboy Boots
As you relax in that pool, you know you’ve worked so hard as a businessman to build and afford this place.
But a part of you has longed for a simpler life. It might still involve hard work, yet it’s real man’s work you can feel good about. Most importantly, you can simply just let go of who you were and become the fantasy you have longed to be.
From now on, you will transform into a dumb, horny redneck whenever you slip on your special cowboy boots.
“Coach, ah knows ah feel mighty diffrunt when ah slip these boots on, as enny fool kin plainly see.
Ah so be hankerin’ t’thank yo’… howsabout yo’ slip sumpin in me?”
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Dumb Redneck Bandanna
That’s right boy. Accepting it more and more with every stroke.
You have wanted to be a dumb redneck, but have been afraid to let go. And yet, you know that you can let go when you know it’s only temporary. And that is why you accept you will only be a dumb redneck whenever you wear that bandanna.
It will act as a trigger. Every time you put on that bandanna, you simply feel as if it is a block to your brain, preventing it from thinking. And when you don’t think, you find it so easy to just be that dumb redneck loving redneck things.
“Howdy, Coach. Ain’t sure I feel no dif’rent when I think… fuck.I don’t like thinkin’. Make ma head hurt. There any NASCAR on TV? Beer in the fridge? How ’bout any chew? I reckon a Coach like you don’t like chew. Maybe ya got somethin’ else I can put in my mouth?”
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Redneck Racer
“Damn, Coach, you done good with my jockslave. He more redneck now?”
Yes Billy Bob, it helped that he had such a strong desire to be transformed into a dumb redneck. As you can see, he’s very submissive to you.
“Love it Coach. Well worth the money. And he can race?”
You bet. From the local stock races to watching NASCAR, he’s a total racing enthusiast – and fearless behind the wheel.
“Awesome Coach.”
And as requested, he’s been molded to love doing the driving in other areas too.
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Redneck TF with a Twist
“I want to be transformed into a total redneck.
Every stereotype you can think of with that. Dumb, ignorant, simple.
I just don’t want to think anymore and I’ve always secretly been turned on by burly trailer trash types with Southern accents.
Think you can help Coach?”
I do have a basic country jock file but it doesn’t really encourage ignorance. We might need to do some custom work.
A short time later…
Do you like being a dumb redneck jock?
“Yes Sir, I feel as happy as a puppy with two peckers.”
And what does that hard redneck cock crave?
“Ya’ know, I got me a hankerin’ for a big black cock.
I don’t give a lick what anyone else thinks. My britches get tight when I see a sexy black man. Know what I mean buddy?”
Looks like you’ve already taken your “britches” off. And that’s good, because I invited a friend over… he has a thing for dumb rednecks like you.
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