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That peaceful waterfall relaxes you further. Deeper and deeper into trance. And as you go deeper, you find that the waterfall has another effect. It starts to make your mind regress to its most basic state.
The state of a primal, wild animal. An animal that has been tamed by Coach for the animal’s new master.An animal that craves two things above all … getting bigger, and the taste of cum. ******
“Do you think this will work?”
We’re about to find out.
“Look at him Coach – it’s like he’s not even human anymore.”
In his mind, he’s not.
“But is he going to run off?”
No. He’s yours, just as we agreed upon. Go ahead and call him.
“Come here my muscle beast.
Come to Master.”
“Fuck Coach, he’s really going at it!”
He ‘s a muscle beast with a wild spirit now, more aggressive… but he needs your cum. It’s what will keep him yours. It’s what will keep him tame.
“Feel fuckin’ awesome Coach. But what you do to us?”
“Yeah, I don’t remember nothin’.”
Whichever one of you puts on that hat will become a mindless cocksucker.
You simply become obsessed with the other’s cock – going deeper than before, harder than before, swallow bigger loads than before as you become obsessed with giving the best head.
But sucking cock will be the only thing you remember how to do when that hat is on, and the only thing you desire to do.
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“Damn Coach, I thought you were kiddin’ but he’s really going down me. And he don’t respond to nothing I say… he just keeps sucking!
Me next!”
“Oh fuck yeah bro. Was so crazy when I had it on Coach, I couldn’t think of nothin’ at all but his cock….
“Awesome workout Coach, but the muscles are a bit sore.”
You should try the shower here. The water pressure is amazing. But I should warn you that it’s right under the loudspeaker so you’ll definitely get a good dose of all the music.
“I’m sure it won’t hurt anything.”
I actually have a jock just finishing up there.
“Coach … me… can’t stand.”
Here, come on out with me. And you – don’t worry about him. He’s just in a super-relaxed state right now. The shower’s perfectly safe.
“Alright, I’ll give it a try.”
Enjoy.
“Damn Coach…. this is refreshin’ as fuck!
Can’t help but to taste it.”
“Coach, what do to me? Horny for fuck. Feel good.”
I gave you the ultimate tension reliever bud…. the life of a FitDimWit. The music playing… the water formula… it all worked to give you what you wanted.
“Coach, I know you run quite the FitDimWit program and the camaraderie of your jocks feels like the piece in the puzzle-that-is-me that has remained missing all these years. However, I hypothesize that my intellect is far too vast to succumb to your vocabulary.”
But it is what you want – to be a dumb jock on my team?
“If you manage to succeed in lifting the burden of my overthinking from this overactive mind, then yes.”
Why don’t you go ahead and stroke for me then… we won’t know unless we try, but you want to try so that we will know, and I already know that you can allow yourself to relax deeper and deeper with each and every stroke.
“Me don’t feel no diff’rent.”
No? You don’t feel like you are now a horny dumb jock?
