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Flashback Friday: Leaves Fall, IQ Falls…

Coach is super busy right now so enjoy a special Flashback Friday! Previously available only to Silver+ Patrons and now released for all to enjoy as we head further into fall. Warning: Hypnotic language ahead.

It feels so good to feel your IQs continue to fall as we head further into fall. That’s right. You simply are becoming simple laborers for Mesmerizer stables, helping to keep the grounds looking good as you also keep your bodies looking good. The tasks are just so simple, and you are like these trees around you changing colors. You too are changing, and with each leaf that drops, you feel as if you are dropping more of the things you simply do not need … the intelligence that no longer is useful to you, the anxieties and insecurities that simply were a burden, the inhibitions that got in the way of pursuing this path you have dreamed of deep down. By the time the final leaves drop, you will have dropped all of your resistance and be left permanently changed into these simple laborers. By the time the leaves blossom again, it will be too late, for you will be too simply to understand such analogies. It will simply be a simple pleasure for simple men like you to enjoy as you continue to take care of the grounds. As you find yourself being conditioned in your new work clothes, you find that you love getting to show off those muscles as you work hard around the stables, able to dress warmer when needed but also enjoying getting to strip down when you can. Stripping down of those smarts you no longer need. Stripping away even more of those inhibitions as you grow to love being seen around the stables. Your past lives no longer matter because they were full of stress and anxieties you wish to leave behind. You are so much happier just falling into your new roles as simple laborers, ready to take care of the grounds as we continue into fall. Just simple laborers loving your new simple lives.

Falling, falling, falling, down come the leaves. Falling, falling, falling, deep into trance. Falling, falling, falling, down comes your IQ. Falling, falling, falling, under Coach’s power as he reshapes you into the FitDimWit musclestuds you were meant to be and have longed to be deep down.

Not only will you grow to love being so simple and dumb, but you will also grow to love getting dirty. Dirty as you work the grounds. Dirty as you get worked by our clients wanting to fulfill their hired hand fantasies. When you’re not keeping up the grounds here, you may be hired out for groundskeeping jobs at their estates, jobs where they will reward you for a job well done – just as you love being rewarded by Coach when you’ve been such good and simple muscle jocks.
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Flashback Friday: The Clearing

Special Flashback Friday as the recent moving process still has me a bit behind, enjoy this story that previously was only available to only Copper ($7) level and up Patrons, slightly edited and improved!

Dark-haired Silas had been a successful businessman who had prospered this past year. When one of his competitors, the blonde Jason, didn’t fare as well, Silas took a certain amount of glee in hiring him to help remodel his home. A bit of a dick, the executive often relished the chance to mock Jason’s change of fortune, even going so far as coming out on the porch during one of Jason’s lunch breaks with similar work attire on. “Don’t mind me, gotta show off this bod while I  work!” Silas split his time between the office and working from home, which gave him ample chance to mock his former rival. Jason just smiled, knowing he needed the cash, but he had already set a plan in motion, playing some special music during his lunch breaks.
One day, Silas prepared to show off again but couldn’t locate Jason. In the distance, he heard music that seemed vaguely familiar. The closer he got as he followed it, the more a strange sensation flowed through him. Soon he was left with no choice but to give some attention to his raging cock as he stripped down to his jockstrap.That dick raged because thoughts of lust for Jason had begun to flood his mind. He thought of how all that hard work had built up Jason’s muscle and imagined how that must make him smell as he sniffed his own pits.
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The Prof

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The Inspection

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Flashback Friday: Slave Collar Job

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Warehouse Muscle Pigs

Elton and Reggie bust their asses doing general contractor work most days, and moonlight in the evenings with general warehouse laboring. The work is physical, which is right up their ally. The two masculine hunks are all about being physical, and the confidence they exude really shows. They built impressive bodies through grueling physical labor, though from their muscular statures, you’d never guess that the men had never seen the inside of a gym.

The two thrived on pushing their bodies to the limits – the harder the physical challenge, the more they embraced the effort.


Elton and Reggie developed a bit of a competition through their years of working together. It didn’t matter what the challenge was, they would turn it into a competition. Carrying lumber, digging footers for concrete, moving 55 gallon barrels, they always turned it into a competitive workout. And their bodies showed it. Just like any colleagues who have worked with each other for years, Elton and Reggie knew each other like brothers. And like brothers, good-natured ribbing was always on display. The men rarely wore shirts and would often strike poses after developing an extreme pump.
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