“Hey Coach, this pool is fantastic, but I can’t stop dreaming about the beach. I wish I could just be a dumb beach jock working at the resorts.” I ca help with that jock. Go ahead and strip down so we can turn those dreams into reality.
That’s it stud. In this shower, we’ll begin to wash away all those thoughts you just don’t need. Any hesitations you have about pursuing the beach life will simply rinse away. You don’t even need to feel that water on you to already feel My hypnosis pouring down, down, down into the depths of your subconscious mind, flooding you with the simple pleasure of being such a simple beach jock. Simply listening to My voice is already allowing you to relax deeper. And deep down, you know it simply does feel so much better when you do begin to let go of everything. Letting go of all stress and all worries as you just become that fun-loving guy who has a blast interacting with different men when you work at one of My resorts.
That’s it, jock. Just relax. Just allow yourself to drift into that total state of relaxation as you listen to your Coach’s voice. It just feels so good to relax further to my voice right now. Allow yourself to drift down to that state of total obedience as you obey your Coach’s voice. It just feels so good to obey my voice right now. It feels so good to obey it as you begin to get so hard listening to My voice. After all, good boys get hard listening to Coach. You are a good boy. You get hard listening to Coach. And good boys get hard obeying Coach. You get hard obeying Me right now as you strip away those pants and your inhibitions.
Once again, you remember how good it feels to think with that dick. Your intelligence simply keeps draining out of you more and more. Down to your dick, and down to where you can just shoot out any of those unneeded smarts and any of those unnecessary thoughts. And because you’ve been such a good and obedient boy for Me, I know you have been working hard to become even more flexible for Me. And deep down, you know it would feel so good for you to be able to suck out your own brains. Go ahead and give it a try now, jock. Show Me just how flexible you have become.
“So glad we get to actually play some rugby this spring, Coach! Last season was supposed to be my first, and all I got in were a couple practices.”
Definitely going to be a better year, jock. But even though we couldn’t practice, you kept working out both that body and that mind… right, jock?
“Yeah, Coach! I did your hypnosis workouts twice a day, before workouts and before bed!”
Very good. That means you’ve really mentally prepared for the season.
“Sure, Coach, I’ve been learning all about rugby.”
Oh I’m sure you do, jock. And SIMPLE RUGBY JOCKs like you rarely remember anything else except how to be a good rugby jock for Coach, and that’s perfectly okay… because being mentally prepared for the season means not being distracted by any other worries or concerns.
“Looks like Coach sent us a video about safety protocols as we return. Better check it out.”
Deeper and deeper jock…. just let go of those inhibitions. You’ve been working out at home for Me and that feels so good, but now it’s time to get comfortable flaunting that muscle you’ve been building. That’s right. You will become more and more comfortable being seen on camera with your teammates with our special Locker Room cams that have been installed, and so happy knowing that those special feeds will help fund the team.
With budgets cut this past year, you know the team needs every income source it can must; but even if it didn’t, you would love showing off. It simply does not bother you at all, for you are a jock stud that deserves to be seen anyway. And there’s no one you want to see your progress more than Coach. Go ahead and show Me just how much you want to show Me that increasingly hard jock body right now.
“Wow, I don’t even remember listenin’ to that file from Coach, but I feel good. Fuck, I look good! I gotta show Coach.”
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“I don’t get it, Coach. Why you wanna get me a math tumor when I’m a meathead now?”
Tutor. Math tutor. “Oh yeah, right. Like that old TV show..” I think you mean The Tudors.
“Fuck Coach, you know I only watch shows with muscle guys now. Don’t gotta think, just watch them in their gear. But I still don’t get why you have him comin’ over.”
No worries, musclehead. And you have to trust me on this. I think he’ll be very good for you in ways you both have longed for. Just be sure you start playing this when he’s here…
“And when you factor in y… I’m sorry, what is this playing? It feels like it’s making my head fuzzy.”
“Not sure, bro. Somethin’ from Coach.”
“I think you should turn if off.”
The meathead grabbed his tutor’s pen and practically commanded him: “Relax, bro. Just listen.”
And as the tutor listen, the special music overtook him. “It feels good to relax.” Soon his head was nodding down until he had zoned out completely, only to be caught by surprise when he woke up.
“So glad it’s a long weekend so I could come visit you, Coach.”
Me too, jock. Now I can give myself a Valentine.
“What do you mean, Coach?”
You wanted to explore being a dumb jock, right?
“Yeah, Coach. Who couldn’t use a break after this last year?
I know I could use a treat, and that’s precisely why you’re here. Just go ahead and begin to relax for Me. Just strip away inhibitions.
Simply letting go of any of the worries or concerns of what’s been going on this world, knowing that you are perfectly safe here with Me. And as you continue to relax and strip off those clothes for Me, you also begin to strip away that intelligence. Just feel your brain draining down in to that cock as you begin to think with your penis…. for it’s getting harder…. and thinking is becoming harder… why not just think with your dick? It’s so much easier. Just feel those brains up now as you continue to drain for Me. Draining those smarts….draining those thoughts….draining that will.
Kellan was the type of uni student who thought he knew it all, always smarting back to me and the other professors. That is, when he even bothered to show up for class, though his grades never suffered. Still, it was time to take Kellan down a peg. When he did next show up, I tempted him. “Last class I announced extra credit for students that participate in a psychology experiment. In your case, since I know you have the info down and don’t need any help with your grade, I’ll let you skip the next test.”
“Sure, sign me up, prof,” he said, and I was happy to have pinpointed the right incentive. When he came in to participate, I sat hi in a chair in front of a TV. “All you have to do is watch this video and not let it affect you,” I said. “What, you mean like not laugh or cry at it?” “You can respond emotionally, but try not to act on any arousal.” He smirked, “What, is it a porn?” “No, just something special I worked with Coach on.” Kellan rolled his eyes. How was something from Coach going to affect him?
Though a casual runner, he didn’t care for sports. And yet, as he watched, he couldn’t help but feel that bulge in his jeans growing bigger and bigger until it became impossible to ignore. His jeans feeling tighter and tighter, he simply had to give his thick dick some breathing room. A part of him remembered the instructions and tried to resist, but something had come over him. All he could think about that dick that was now in his sight as he freed it completely from his underwear.
Kellan really didn’t think seeing a bunch of jocks on screen would do anything for him, but for some reason, he couldn’t stop thinking about being one of them. And not just any jock, but a dumb jock that was always so horny for his Coach and his teammates. Still, as hard as he was, Kellan tried very hard to ignore it and to go soft. He knew if he stroked it, he would have let the experiment affect him too much. He stood up, ready to leave. Strip away those inhibitions, Kellan. Strip away unneeded thoughts.
Strip as you give in to the pleasure. Kellan found himself stripping off his jeans, eyes fixated on the screen. Strip away that intelligence that you simply don’t need right now. All you need to do is to think with that cock.As Kellan stripped off the underwear and sunk back down into the chair, he found himself giving in to the arousal.
He couldn’t help it; his dick was thinking for him. And his dick was so horny to play with his hole. “That’s it, Kellan. You’re going to be one of Coach’s jocks now, joining the track team. And his jocks don’t have room for thinking about anything else but winning. Don’t worry about your grades, though. Coach worked out a deal with some of us profs to pass you jocks, just as long as we also get to use you… think of it as now needing extra credit, but extra credit a horny jock like you is really going to love earning.”
I continued, “Go ahead and keep loosening that hole up for me as you finish the video. By the time you cum, as you know from the video, it’ll be as if you’r cumming out all those brains. And I know you’ll be so horny for your professor, and for Coach when he initiates you into the team tomorrow.” Kellan didn’t entirely understand everything I had just said, but it didn’t matter. Coach’s programming had left him so horny and so happy to be a good simple jock, ready to earn his extra credit.
I’m still having some technical difficulties but at least have this workaround for now… hopefully it works and apologizes on any image sizing issues!
It had been the hope that Albie would be able to come over and visit Coach this summer, but of course those plans had changed this year through no faults of our own. Still, Albie was committed to making Coach happy and wanted to show Me just how much of a good boy he could be for Me, which is why he often sent Me sexy photos of himself. As much as he wanted to cam more, he understood Coach’s time was incredibly full… but tonight the good boy was going to get rewarded. With nowhere to go for the near-term future, Albie had also decided it would be the perfect time to fully embrace becoming a FitDimWit, and I was excited to help him let go further.
As we began the session, letting go is exactly what I had him focus on. Soon he would be letting go of all worries, all stress, all tensions, all anxieties, all insecurities…. anything that could get in the way of him being able to enjoy becoming a dumb jock as he then let go of intelligence. He simply had to let go further of all unnecessary thoughts, of all useless knowledge, of anything in that mind that didn’t involve basic survival or building his muscle. And of course, he would also find himself letting go further to Me.
Peyton was excited to take part of Coach’s special FitDimWit jock training program. Though he’d done well earlier on, college academics had proven a challenge. The chance to forget about all the pressures everyone else was putting on him and just enjoy the college life of a jock was just too tempting. A simple life of muscle, hanging with the bros and sex sounded exactly like what he wanted…. and perhaps even what he needed.
Yet, as he sat there, he seemed to doubt the program’s power. “Wait, you’re saying you’ll be able to trigger me into taking off my shirt? No way, Coach.”
Are you sure about that? Take off your shirt jock.
“Whoa, how’d you do that, Coach?”
It’s easy. Good jocks obey Coach’s instructions. You are a good jock. You obey My instructions.
“But it was so automatic. How’s that possible on the first day of trainin’, Coach?”
Coach smirked. I guess you’re just a natural. I’m sure you’re going to ace this program in no time.
“Ya think so, Coach?”
Sure. Now take off your pants.
“Yes, Sir,” the jock replied as his hand reached for his belt buckle.
I ca help with that jock. Go ahead and strip down so we can turn those dreams into reality. 
I ca help with that jock. Go ahead and strip down so we can turn those dreams into reality. 
As Kellan stripped off the underwear and sunk back down into the chair, he found himself giving in to the arousal. 
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