Roman had been conditioning to be a total meathead, his muscles swelling up more and more as his mind became more and more simple. Yet, he hadn’t quite embraced flaunting his muscles… even as I had conditioned him to think less and less, he remained a bit on the shy side. I had to get him to truly give in to the muscle lust.  “I dunno what it is Coach. I just kinda feel silly posin’ and flexin’ and stuff.”

It’s alright, meathead. Let’s work on taking you deeper down. As he drifted into a deep trance, I helped Roman let go of his last remaining inhibitions.

He had been becoming a muscle god, and it was time he felt like a specimen worthy of being worshiped. His muscles were meant to be shown off, and getting to see those muscles shown off would make so many people so very happy.

It just feels so good to know that your muscles fill others with pleasure. Their pleasure becomes your pleasure. You feed off of their lust andd desire. You crave their worship more and more. And every time you see your muscles in a mirror from now on, you will know without a doubt that you are a muscle god worthy of worship.

A new place. A new mirror. More muscle. Roman had become an even bigger meathead. All he loved to do now was show off. When he wasn’t lifting, eating, or sleeping, he loved flexing on cam or on stage as he was worshiped for his body. He’d grown to love it so much, that any remaining free time was often spent admiring his growing muscles. He would look at his biceps in the mirror, then glance out at his big bulging arm, and then back into the mirror. He had completely transformed into that meathead of a muscle god, and he was absolutely loving it.

I didn’t mind at all, because there was one person that Roman loved showing off for more than anyone, and that of course was Coach. Yet, even when he was supposed to be showing off for Me, he often found himself drawn back into looking at the mirror. Perhaps I had made the lust for worshiping his own muscle just a bit too strong, but neither of us really cared. He had never been happier than when he was being worshiped, and I loved having such a hot stud working for Me. His thick cock pulsed as he continued to flex and show off, and soon I was going to see him cum all over those hard muscles.