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Taken for a Ride
Elliott had not paid attention to the weather when he went jogging. It was unusually warm for this time of year, but a cold front was coming in and creating the potential for storms not normally seen in the fall. When his phone alerted him to the weather watches, he decided not to chance being caught in bad weather as he ordered up a ride-share.
“Out for a run, huh, bud?” the young, handsome driver asked, which Elliott politely yet quickly confirmed. “Not much of a talker, huh? No worries. If you want, you can just watch the entertainment here on this screen.”
“Out for a run, huh, bud?” the young, handsome driver asked, which Elliott politely yet quickly confirmed. “Not much of a talker, huh? No worries. If you want, you can just watch the entertainment here on this screen.”
Soon Elliott was zoning out, the visuals and music combining to take him into a suggestible state of trance. It was becoming harder and harder for Elliott to think as he simple started to become a mindless goon focused only on his growing arousal. Without thought, he soon had slipped his hard dick out of his shorts and began to stroke it.With every stroke, Elliott was getting dumber and dumber, his brains draining down to his cock as subliminals molded his mind into the mind of a FitDimWit that loved to think with his dick. He almost had a brief awareness of what was happening as he squeezed his dick. “Brains?”
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With every stroke, Elliott was getting dumber and dumber, his brains draining down to his cock as subliminals molded his mind into the mind of a FitDimWit that loved to think with his dick. He almost had a brief awareness of what was happening as he squeezed his dick. “Brains?”
Yet soon the lustful pleasure again overwhelmed him as he continued to further stroke to the programming. As the programming removed his inhibitions, his clothes further slipped off until he was completely naked in the vehicle.
Dick-Brained
Warning: Triggering hypnotic language is used within.
So, you want to be even dumber, huh jock? Once you cum out some of those brain cells, it can be hard to get them back, so you better be certain that you can survive as a dumb jock. Because the best dumb jocks aren’t just a bit dim, they’re downright stupid as they think with their dicks. But you like the thought of thinking with your dick, don’t you, jock? In fact, it’s already starting to turn you on. Simply becoming so aroused to the point that you simply have no choice but to begin stroking that cock, nice and slow as you feel yourself becoming dumber with each and every stroke. Simply finding it harder to think as you get harder.
But you like the thought of thinking with your dick, don’t you, jock? In fact, it’s already starting to turn you on. Simply becoming so aroused to the point that you simply have no choice but to begin stroking that cock, nice and slow as you feel yourself becoming dumber with each and every stroke. Simply finding it harder to think as you get harder.
And being so simple-minded makes it so simple for you to just strip out of those clothes for Coach right now, knowing that you also are stripping away all your inhibitions and resistance as you do. You simply cannot resist the idea of letting go of that intelligence now. With each stroke, you find yourself forgetting more and more about history. You start forgetting how to do math problems. You forget the meaning of big words as you find it harder and harder to read. Just becoming dumb in almost all areas, except for fitness and sports – because even dumb jocks know how to take care of their bodies.
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With each stroke, you find yourself forgetting more and more about history. You start forgetting how to do math problems. You forget the meaning of big words as you find it harder and harder to read. Just becoming dumb in almost all areas, except for fitness and sports – because even dumb jocks know how to take care of their bodies.Swallowed Intelligence
A Simple Reason for Romance
Beach Himbo
“Hey Coach, thanks for all your help with the swim team this season. The experience helped me get a lifeguard job at the beach this season, but I really want to just enjoy that this summer and not have to think about much else again until back to school in the fall. Is that something you can help with?”
Sure can, jock. Why don’t you go ahead and begin relaxing for Me. That’s it. You’ve relaxed for Me before as we worked on that swimming and it’s so easy for you to dive deep down back into trance once more. And as you begin to relax, you can begin to just strip away anything that might keep you from becoming a FitDimWit. Strip away all resistance. Strip away those inhibitions. And soon we’ll strip away that intelligence, though all the smarts we stripped will still be in a chest locked deep in your subconscious, a chest we can unlock in the fall if needed or desired. And as you strip away these things, why don’t you go ahead and begin to strip off those clothes as well. It just feels so good to strip it all away. And as you relax down, those brains can begin to drain down, down, down into your cock as you find yourself thinking more and more with that cock. Thinking is hard, your dick is hard, why not just think with your dick? You are definitely going to enjoy all the attention you’ll get from hot beach studs as you serve as a lifeguard, and you’ll enjoy all that simple fun with them. Yet, no matter how much of a beach himbo you become for the summer, and no matter how dumb you get with everyday knowledge, you will always remember everything you need to know for being a lifeguard and saving lives.
You’ll always remember how to swim, and you’ll know hot to act in emergency situations. Yet when it comes to subjects that are not relevant, you simply will find that you simply do not care about them. All you care about this summer is being the best lifeguard you can be when on the job, and enjoying being a total beach jock when off duty. And now with that out of the way, let’s focus on becoming that ultimate beach himbo. Go ahead and imagine you are that lifeguard at the beach. Imagine how good you’ll look in the different swimsuits you’ll wear each day as the sun beats on the muscled swimmer jock body.
It’s a body that you’ve worked hard on as you worked to improve your athletic performance, and now working out will continue to be one of those areas you remain knowledgeable about as being fit is important for that job.
It’s a body that you’ve worked hard on as you worked to improve your athletic performance, and now working out will continue to be one of those areas you remain knowledgeable about as being fit is important for that job.
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Himbofied Employee
Warning: The following contains hypnotic & dumbing down language. Best read alone, himbo 😉
So you’re hard at work and feeling a bit frustrated, huh, man? That never ending slot of work. Deadline after deadline, stress on top of stress. Then suddenly a message pops up. You freak – a virus, it must be. But all you see is the word “RELAX” pulsing on that screen, and the more it does, the more you do relax. Surely this is harmless because it feels so good to watch it and relax. You click on it. Your whole screen is taken over. Image after image, word after word, flashing fast before your eyes. All the images are of sexy men, muscled men, horny men – sometimes flexing, sometimes stroking, sometimes doing more with even more sexy men. You don’t catch all the words…. “SIMPLE,” “DEEPER,” “LET GO,” “EMPTY,” “STRIP DOWN.” It feels good to obey them.
Your whole screen is taken over. Image after image, word after word, flashing fast before your eyes. All the images are of sexy men, muscled men, horny men – sometimes flexing, sometimes stroking, sometimes doing more with even more sexy men. You don’t catch all the words…. “SIMPLE,” “DEEPER,” “LET GO,” “EMPTY,” “STRIP DOWN.” It feels good to obey them. 
“HARD,” “HORNY,” “STROKE,” also flash right on by, and it feels as if each flash is penetrating deeper down inside of you as you are left absorbing more and more of the messages. You don’t have time to be left thinking right about their meaning as you are left zoning right out more and more to the flashes right on the screen. Those men left naked are left making you so horny as you are left grabbing that cock that is standing right up to attention, left rock hard as it pulses right in your hand“DUMB DOWN,” “THINK WITH DICK,” “SO SIMPLE.” That brain is left getting foggier as you “FORGET WORK.” “FORGET SCHOOL.” “GET ACTION.” Left forgetting about your old life and focused more right on being horny as as you are left unable to think. Think… dick? “GIVE IN.” “OBEY.” “COMPLY.” It is so simple to obey, so easy to comply. You stroke, having failed to notice that the cam light has come on. Someone is watching you. Seeing how you respond. “SHOW OFF,” “SHOW ME,” “FEEL GOOD,” “STROKE.” It feels good to obey and stroke.
Gobble Head, Bobble Head
Flashback Friday: Coach’s Dumb Jockslave
The first Friday of the month often features a flashback story, which often has been improved upon. Original here.
Just rub that cock nice and slow as you allow your mind to relax deeper and deeper …
As you go down so very deep, you find yourself forgetting who you were. Everything just emptying out of your mind. The more it empties, the more it is filled with my words. You work out. You eat right. You build muscle. You serve and obey Coach. His pleasure is your pleasure. 
You are Coach’s Dumb JockSlave. The brains you had are draining down into your cock. You think now with your cock.
Your cock gets hard at the thought of serving Coach. That tells you it is so right to serve Coach. Your cock gets hard at the thought of building muscle for Coach. You know it is right to build muscle for Coach. Your cock gets hard at the thought of obeying Coach. That means you love obeying Coach. Thinking is hard. Your dick is hard. Why not just think with your dick? Think with that dick about how good it feels to be Coach’s jockslave. There is no need to think about things when you simply need to obey. Obeying is simple. You are simple. It is simple for you to serve and obey Coach.
Thinking is hard. Your dick is hard. Why not just think with your dick? Think with that dick about how good it feels to be Coach’s jockslave. There is no need to think about things when you simply need to obey. Obeying is simple. You are simple. It is simple for you to serve and obey Coach.Continue reading Flashback Friday: Coach’s Dumb Jockslave
The Mysterious Mask
Archer wasn’t sure who had sent the box, but he felt compelled to try on the mask inside as soon as he saw it. Though he had an average build before, putting on the mask had seemed to trigger a transformation. He felt stronger, sexier, more confident. His shirt feeling more snug than before, he went to the mirror to confirm the changes. He had to see more, so he quickly stripped off his shirt to reveal a flatter and more defined stomach than just minutes ago. He couldn’t believe it as he felt his new body, a formerly smooth chest now hardened and adorned with fur.
He had to see more, so he quickly stripped off his shirt to reveal a flatter and more defined stomach than just minutes ago. He couldn’t believe it as he felt his new body, a formerly smooth chest now hardened and adorned with fur.
The newly transformed hunk flexed his muscles, admiring his bulging biceps. While he hadn’t become a hulk, he now looked like he regularly visited the gym. He wasn’t sure if the effects would remain if he took the mask off, but he probably should have removed it immediately after knowing the changes – for masks like that always come at a price. The mask had begun to absorb up his intelligence, though the brain drain was slow at first – too slow for him to notice as he remained fixated on flexing various body parts. ‘Impressive,’ he thought, as he flexed his triceps in a way that also made his pecs look more round. He was loving it.
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The mask had begun to absorb up his intelligence, though the brain drain was slow at first – too slow for him to notice as he remained fixated on flexing various body parts. ‘Impressive,’ he thought, as he flexed his triceps in a way that also made his pecs look more round. He was loving it.