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First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
Of course you are, jock. There’s no way I’ve already transformed you into a a dumb jock.
“I ain’t dumb, Coach!”
And there’s no way you’ll begin taking off your clothes as you chat with Me.
“Why would I do that Coach? Oh my jacket? That’s just cuz it’s hot in here Coach. Still kinda warm in this joint. Dude, do you have your heat on in September? Maybe I should strip down more. You don’t mind, do ya, Coach?”
“Fuck, Coach, you’re talking so fast I don’t understand whatchya are sayin’. Was it important Coach? Cuz this boner is startin’ to feel really important. Like I need to take care of it.
The words are not left important as you focus right on that pleasure, left unable to resist as you begin to stroke right along until you are left needing to sit down and relax right for me. That’s it, jock, just nice and slow right along that dick until you are left getting so sleepy.
“You asked for my presence, Coach?”
No, I asked for your presents.
“Yeah, presence, Sir!”
Sometimes I make you guys just a bit too dumb, don’t I?
“I dunno, Coach. I think I’m pretty smart.”
Isn’t thinking hard for you, jock?
That’s it, jock. So easy to just drift back down for me as you become my present. Simply present here and now, even as you let go more and more and presently become so very simple….while also becoming my special birthday present for today…. and it’s funny how the word present can mean two different things, present here and present for Coach, and yet the same thing at the same time because you are a present who is present for Coach.
I loved seeing Leo be all dumb and aloof, which usually only happened after a session with Coach.
Soon he had drifted off into trance as he stroked himself to Coach’s voice. When he began to come too, I could tell something was different. He was just so focused on his cock.
Since I worked from home, I began playing music more loudly. It helps Me focus on work while you guys are making all that racket. He sneered in response. “Whatever you want, boss.” He probably figured it was time to grab his earbuds, but then he found that the music was actually kind of catchy. Before he knew it, it was time to clock out.
Within a few weeks – when the project should have been done, but having received excuse after excuse along the way – it felt like the subliminals were finally beginning to sink into his subconscious as I noticed his eyes struggling to stay open on one of the hidden cams. I entered the room.
It’s getting hard, isn’t it, Jax? Go ahead and feel it. It’s so right to just enjoy it as you go ahead and remove your shirt now and feel up those hard nipples too.
The weeks of programming had set the groundwork, but I knew the only way to make sure he wasn’t screwing over others was to ensure that being screwed by Me was all he now craved. His growing desire to please Me would help him to work so much harder on the job.
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
I definitely do, stud.
At one time, Gabe had been incredibly studious, on track for a Ph. D. But like many students, he began to get burnt out by both the stress and costs of higher education. He’d already been enjoying My hypnosis to get motivated for the gym when he decided he’d become even more of musclehead. Although he was only beginning to transform his body, I could tell his mind was already enjoying being so much simpler. It’s why he enjoyed looking in the mirror at his growing physique so much.
Damn, look at these muscles. Love how swole I’m gettin’.
Just gotta keep getting pumped up ya, Coach.
Fuckin’ love how hard my pecs are gettin’, Coach.”
That hard muscle just makes you hard too, doesn’t it, stud?
“Duh Coach.”
Go ahead and feel just how hard you are, Gabe.