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Donovan had his doubts. “Coach, I don’t think I’d feel comfortable showing off in front of all those people. It’s cool to flex for you, Coach, but that’s a whole ‘nother vibe.”
Just be a good boy and put on the mask, Don.
As Donovan complied, all his inhibitions suddenly were released. He began to feel pumped up as he suddenly began flexing for Me.
What Donovan couldn’t remember in his conscious mind is that I had already placed the masked on him during some of our sessions.
He’d already bulked up and become such a meathead for Me, and now he would love showing off that muscle to everyone whenever he wore that mask. It was as if the mask would ‘mask’ his inhibitions in such a way that they simply didn’t exist. Every stroke helped him to absorb that deep into his subconscious.
“Coach said I’d find you here.”
“I think there’s been a mistake. What are you doing?”
“You told Coach you wanted to unleash raw power in the gym, right?”
“Yeah, so?”
“The best way to do that is to let the beast out.”
“Head… fuzzy… Coach…. wants me…. part of pack…. good for me.”
“Very good jock, now just relax as Coach has taught you and let me prepare you for what’s to come.”
“Oh God… your wolf tongue… it goes so deep.”
“Welcome to the pack. Now show you know your place… sniff your new Alpha and take in my scent!”
“Yes Sir… permission to try out my new wolf tongue too!”
“Grrrrr….anted.
But save some for me tonight… the moon makes us wolfjocks incredibly horny.”
“You craved that treat. Who doesn’t crave a nice treat now and then? But on Halloween, one could just give in and overindulge on those treats. Give in jock. It’s time for your treat.”
The jock was helpless but didn’t care. Even if he’d been tricked into believing it, he accepted he was in for a treat.