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Coach Triggers Jock

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Coach was feeling frisky, but thankfully one of his hot jocks was still in the locker room. All it took was a mention of Aaron’s trigger and the ripped athlete began to automatically respond, his eyes becoming blankly obedient and his hand going immediately to his already-hardening cock.

He had just put his shorts back on after the shower, but they were about to come off again as he submitted to his Coach.


Aaron obeyed Coach as he slipped a cock ring on and then began to stroke along to Coach’s hypnotic voice. “You are so horny for your Coach, Aaron.  A good jock is a a horny jock. You are a jock. You are horny. Good jocks please their Coach. You are a jock. You will please your Coach. Coach would be pleased if he got to fuck your ass. There is nothing you want more than to be fucked by Coach.”

By the time he woke up, Aaron would forget all about the hypnosis – but he would show Coach how ready he was to be fucked by immediately assuming the position.


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Weekend At the Farm

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Trey was grateful that Coach let him accompany him out to the farm for the weekend as he badly needed a break from his rigorous studies. It was so peaceful as he took in the fresh country air, the sun beaming on him as he breathed deeply. “Relaxing, isn’t it?” Coach asked – but before Trey could answer, Coach just kept chatting about how relaxing country life was. Trey decided to just listen. It was relaxing. Peaceful. He took a deep breath and relaxed more. The fresh air was stimulating. He started to fondle his cock.  It felt so good out here. His cock deserved to take in the country air too.

As Coach’s talk about the relaxing country life and the fresh country air continued to stimulated him, Trey began stroking along his cock. Everything was so simple out here. Hard work, sure, but as a simple farmhand, he wouldn’t have to make the big decisions. He could just enjoy the hard work, and being worked over. Fuck, the thought of being worked over was making him so horny. He’d build such a muscled body planting seeds each spring, but all he craved was Coach’s seed. By the time he woke, Trey had forgotten all about his studies – the farm was his home now.
And he was sure going to enjoy it. “Coach, I know we gotta plow the fields tomorrow, but how about you plow me tonight? ”
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Brody Dumbs Down

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“Hey Coach, what brings you by?” Brody asked innocently enough. I had been working with him for some time on muscle motivation, but I knew the hot jock was now responding well enough that we could take him to the next level.

Within minutes I had him stroking for Me, every nice slow thrust of that hand over his dick taking him deeper and deeper… while also making him dumber and dumber.

Brody had been selected to be one of My fitdwimits, but first we had to make him love being such a dumb jock for Me. The eager stud had no problem imagining that his brains were draining down into his dick. His dick was hard… thinking was hard. He should just think with his dick.

And when he orgasmed, he would cum out some of his brains… or so he believed… and it would leave him a bit more permanently dumb each time.


Brody made an excellent addition and loved being a horny fitdimwit for his Coach.

 

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Flashback Friday: Know One More Thing

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Flashback Fridays take an old story and sometimes add a bit more to it! Original here.


Tony was always mouthing off at the gym. “Are you dumb? You should do it like this if you want gainz, moron.” His advice wasn’t bad, but it would have been better if he had a different approach. Something with more tact.

Perhaps just a big, friendly oaf of a guy.

Of course the know-it-all was certain I couldn’t get him relaxed… but soon, he was already starting to think with his dick. It was far too easy to get him to comply when I suggested stripping… and as his dick throbbed, I realized just how much he enjoyed submitting to My voice. He’d become more than just an oaf – he’d become MY oaf.


“Was I out long, Sir? Can’t remember nuthin’. Nuthin’ much of anything, really.”

“Feels good though, doesn’t it, to be so simple?”

“Yes, Sir. Just wanna obey.”

“Not needing to remember anything but how to build that muscle and how to please me. There’s really no need to think about anything else, is there?”

“No, Sir, you’re right. I reckon all I need to know is that I’m your muscle slave.”



From then on out, Tony was always much more friendly with his workout advice. He knew he wasn’t better than anyone else… and he knew becoming a friendly trainer at My gym was going to please Me.

He’d also make an invaluable recruitment asset to find more fitdimwits. The type of men that weren’t there just to grow muscle, but also to forget all worries. Guys that looked at a mostly mindless meathead like Tony and said, “I wish I could be like him.”

But he wasn’t completely mindless as his mind did think to ask Me a question….  “Maybe I oughta know one thing, Sir…



…What position?”

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Readying His Hole

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Damian was a punk who thought he was top dog – but fake Alphas are the easiest minds to get into because they yearn to be themselves. He had to act tough because that is what was expected of him, but deep down he needed to be put in his place. Soon I had him stroking for Me as I programmed him to accept his true self – that submissive, eager to please bottom. The bottom part is what gave him the most trouble, for his subconscious desires were met by resistance. Where he grew up, a reputation as a bottom would lead to endless ridicule from guys that some these days might call toxic.

With every stroke, I helped him to accept that it didn’t matter what anyone else thought… all that matters is what made him feel happy. And he would be so happy to bottom. I repeated it over and over, sometimes with slight variations: Bottoming brings you more pleasure than anything else. Bottoming makes you happier than anything else. There is nothing you enjoy more than bottoming.

Even as he tranced, I would have him play with his hole, getting more and more used to the feeling…. and having him imagine just how much better my dick would feel.

It wouldn’t be long before he was ready for Coach’s cock in his ass. “Hey Coach, I’ve been warming my hole up for ya.”
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Fuzzy Body, Fuzzy Mind

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Mikey had become so comfortable going into trance for Coach. He was almost completely comfortable being naked for a session now, though his last remaining bit of modesty had him covering up with a towel at the start.

Still, Coach felt Mikey was ready to become one of his fitdimwits, and soon Mikey was stroking right along to Coach’s suggestions about dumbing down. It just felt so good as he let go of all resistance and gave in to the pleasure of being so simple.

Coach also reinforced Mikey’s commitment to muscle – and his love for showing off to Coach. “Flex your arm right now and sense how strong you feel. The more you work out, the more that is all that matters. You do not need to think about anything else. Only about building muscle and pleasing Coach.”

Coach loved seeing the hairy stud flex while entranced. After the flexing, Coach returned to dumbing him down, leaving him feeling like his brain was traveling down to his thick dick.


When the jock woke, he kept starting at his cock. “Wow, Coach., my brains is small to fit in my dickhead, huh?” His mind was now as fuzzy as his body, and we both loved him this way.

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The Physical

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Beau was excited that he might get to join the college team, but first he had to pass the physical from the team doctor. He felt pretty confident as he waited and was surprised when the doctor that walked in was fairly young himself. Dr. Schneider began to ask the basic questions, yet Beau found his delivery to be somewhat monotone. It was making him rather sleepy. Of course, that was the point. I had too many jocks to hypnotize myself, so I enlisted Dr. Schneider’s help.

It wasn’t long before Beau had slipped into a trance, and Dr. Schneider continued his “examination” by stroking Beau’s dick as he programmed the jock on My behalf. Of course, Dr. Schneider would get to use the jock as payment for the services, and that was definitely part of his programming as he made Beau so horny for his cock. But he also helped Beau to feel his intelligence draining down into his cock – a cock that would explode when the brains were fucked out of the jock. There wasn’t much need to think on Coach’s team – and if one did think, all they had to do was think with their dick. After all, his penis had a head too.

As Dr. Schneider began to fuck him, the suggestions took deeper hold and Beau’s mind went blank. It turned Dr. Schneider on to see the blank expression on the increasingly dumb jock as he started to pound Beau’s ass harder. Beau felt so good to be becoming a fitdimwit because he knew it meant he was definitely making the team, and yet when he did cum, he just stared. He couldn’t believe his brains had been fucked out! Thank goodness he had his second head to think with.
It felt so good for him to now think with his dickhead, and he would be sure to schedule another physical soon!
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Flashback Friday: Ready to Worship

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Flashback Fridays take an old story and sometimes add a bit more to it! Original here.

Oscar had been a star player on the college wrestling team. While not the biggest guy, he was very scrappy, often surprising other opponents in his weight class. Unfortunately, he also loved to use some of those moves on the underclassmen. He was also president of a wrestling frat on campus, and he made sure everyone in the house worshiped him like a God.

I brought him in for some of our usual workout motivation, but this time I had something else in mind. It wasn’t unusual for Oscar to grab his large package during trance, and I was going to use that to My advantage as I encouraged him to rub it. And of course rubbing it felt so good, and I told him to rub it… so surely it must feel so good to do as I say.


Soon his whole hand was in the boxer briefs stroking into trance.

Every stroke relaxes you more. Every stroke relaxes you deeper.

And yet the more I talked about submission, the more those shorts bulged out.

Ready to be a good boy. More submissive to your Coach with each and every stroke.

And when I started talking about how he would love to be fucked by Me, he even started to pull down his briefs.

Not yet boy. First you must earn it. First you must worship Me like the God I am.


And worship Me he did, as he dropped to his knees and took a position of submission. My programming had worked its way deep into his subconscious, and there was nothing he desired more than to please his new Master.

He offered up praise to his new God – and then he offered up his services. He was desperate to make Me proud.

“I submit myself to you, Coach. You are my Master. You are My God. I humbly kneel before you, and lower myself to your feet. This is where I belong.

Let me worship them. Let me lick your feet clean and massage them.  Please allow me, Sir. It’d be such an honor to serve as your humble footslave, Master. Or maybe you would rather I massage your shoulders, or worship your cock. Anything you want, Master. Anything to earn Sir’s cock in my ass.”

After this, he was much more humble in his frat and with his teammates. Sometimes he even let the freshman fuck him. He was the wrestling star with nothing to prove – except for wanting to prove his devotion to Me.

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Alpha Jock’s HypnoSlave

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FitDimWit is coming back! However, to make it more worth My time – and because My Patrons are long overdue for more rewords – some stories will only be accessible by Patrons. Fridays (as well as things like file announcements and previews) will be free (Free Fridays); Wednesday’s stories will be a $5 monthly pledge (Wank Wednesdays), and Sundays will include that plus additional stories for $10 per month. If you’ve logged in before with WordPress username, you’ll need to instead start logging in with Patreon to access the stories. Starting in April!

Rex was one of the top jocks on My team, and as such had been awarded certain privileges. That included a hypnoslave he could call up whenever he was in the mood. All he had to do was say the special trigger phrase I had programmed into Kenny – but this would be his first time using it without Me, so Rex was a little nervous.  Would it matter that it wasn’t Coach’s voice? he had wondered. And while it seemed to work over the phone, it was hard to tell for sure.
Relief came over him when it became obvious as soon as Kenny entered that the trigger had worked perfectly. When he told me later, I wasn’t surprised… it was deeply programmed as a permanent part of his subconscious.

But Rex was amazed as Kenny placed his hand on Rex’s shoulder and said: “Sir, I am here to please you.  What would please you now, Sir?”  Rex tested out his hypnoslave’s obedience with simple tasks at first. “Strip for me.” Kenny obliged without hesitation, and Rex’s clothes soon followed to the floor. The horny jock had been one of Coach’s prized jocks, often used to help recruit new jocks.

As he helped My stable grow, he was so grateful to be rewarded with his own hypnoslave.

While he was  enjoying being sucked by the mindlessly obedient Kenny, the action proved triggering to Rex  himself… for little did he know all the layers of programming I had also drilled into his subconscious. He wasn’t even fully aware of it, and yet the suggestions echoed inside of him as Kenny continue to blow him.  “You are an Alpha jock. Whenever you are sucked by a beta or fuck a beta, it makes you crave being My Alpha even more. It makes you crave recruiting even more jocks for My team. You love being My Alpha.”

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