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Matt Joins the Team

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It was a few weeks before College fall. Matt who had been accepted on a football scholarship decided to show up early to be settling in and make sure he was in peak condition for the pre-season training.

He had struggled for many years as his family was prone to move a lot due to his father job and frequent relocation. However he was always good at football and no matter for how long he was able to play for whatever high school or local team he always was considered highly by the coach and his teammates.

Armed with his luggage, he managed to find a way to his assigned room in the Athletic dorm. The hall look deserted this early before the start of the semester, yet when he entered ‘his’ room, he was surprised to see a very nicely built young man lying on the second be, reading a text book of some kind, clad in only a pair of black compression shorts.
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Where You Belong

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There’s No Way It Works On Me

JD was the type of rich, preppy fratboy that seemed to have everything figured out – even if that was partially because so much had been handed to him, including good genetics. But sometimes the ones that are the most convinced they are above everyone else, are the ones that so easily slip down below them.  So it was when JD spotted me in a park wearing a hypnosis t-shirt. “There’s no way that’s real.” I explained to him how he had been left with preconceived notions right from movies and right from TV, but that real hypnosis worked right in other ways. “There’s no way it works on me then.” I told him how he might be right, as one had to be left willing to open their mind right up to suggestions in order for the hypnosis to work. If you are left thinking about it, it is hot what can be revealed.”

Why did you take off your shirt? 

“Because it’s getting hot.”

And you thought that when I said it was hot, only to reveal your body to me. 

“What? No, that’s just a coincidence.”

Perhaps you are right, but I bet I am also right that you have been left more suggestible right in that mind than you have been left admitting, and I know that you know I’m right. And you are left perfectly safe right with me, so go ahead and let right go to the possibilities. Because if you are left opening up to the possibilities, doesn’t that just feel so right deep down? Of course it does.” And so it went as I continued to answer for him, convincing him further and further of the potential of hypnosis.

“I’m still not sure I believe in hypnosis,” JD told me as he stood naked in a bedroom, not realizing he had already been in a deep trance and filled with my suggestions that echoed in his subconscious mind.

This time, though, I wanted him to feel the power of hypnosis. Then why are you naked in this bedroom with me?

A flash of awareness spread across his face, and his face began to look increasingly panicked. “Why can’t I move?”

Because I also suggested that everything but your mouth and eyes would be frozen in place. But don’t worry… you have allowed this to happen because you want this to happen. Deep down, you have wanted to let go to a simpler life.


No more expectations. No more needing to be perfect. Just nice and simple for your new Coach.

As he submitted, I allowed him to relax on the bed and began to have him stroke himself for Me. Every stroke, of course, would help him further let go of all thoughts and all intelligence, until only a simple musclehead remained. As he found himself less able to think, he no longer questioned everything – which meant the suggestions I told him were now true, indeed had become true for him.

“Of course hypno is real Coach! Don’t I always go under for you? Fuck, you’ve helped me get so huge!”

Pleased with his instant progress, I decided it was time let it all sink in..

Stroke for Me until you cum out those brains, boy, and feel the changes become permanent.
“Hey Coach,” JD stopped by the window while out for a morning jog. I could tell he had been hitting the lifting harder as well, with pecs that were already looking bigger than before. Having the meathead move into the apartment I showed him, as he used his trust fund to pay Me rent, was a brilliant move that kept him close for regular programming, and I loved having My newest muscle toy so close to Me he could stop by on his jog.

I would be taking advantage of both his body and his obedience, tempered with hypnotic amnesia, later on. For now, I was just going to enjoy waking up to a little bit of eye candy. Hey JD, you’re looking good. Let’s see My good boy flex for his Coach.

“Yes, Sir!”

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