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Hypnotic language encouraging going and getting stuffed is used below.
Deep down, I know you are already feeling so good to just let go of all other thoughts and to give right in to your desires. Deep down, that dick is stirring at the thought of getting stuffed yourself. That’s right. You simply crave getting to feel that ass being played with, thrusted into, even pounded as you prepare it for a weekend long of being stuffed.
Perhaps you just enjoyed a nice turkey and stuffing, but this weekend is all about stuffing pigs like you. Perhaps you’ve traveled home but need that escape from family as you hop right on the apps, perhaps you brought a toy with you just so you can enjoy some of that pleasure right now and there. Maybe you have room to welcome in someone else that is visiting their family and needing that escape – escape they can enjoy as they come stuff that hole. As you strip off those clothes, you strip away all inhibitions. As you rub that cock through your shorts or underwear, you feel that desire to be stuffed growing and growing. That horny pig inside of you is taking over and he needs to be penetrated so badly. He needs stuffed.
I did, jock. I wanted to check in on how you were liking your transformation into a gearhead jock.
That’s not just the gear, jock. Deep down, you always feel confident and sexy whenever you’re about to go for a ride – even if it’s a ride you’ve stripped down to take.
“Riding nude is a hot fantasy of mine, Coach, but I ain’t sure it practical. Bugs, sun, wind – not to mention crashing. Ow!”
“What do you mean, Coach? I’m your Valentine?”
You are, jock. Don’t you remember how I claimed you with My special hypnotic kiss?
“Not really, Coach. It’s all a bit of a haze.”
Lift up your shirt and take a look. The mark is right on your body.
“Wow, Coach. You did claim me for Valentine’s!”
That’s right, jock. You were so eager to be the kind of jock that loves to go for a ride, and I helped you to realize how much you would love to go for a ride on Coach.
“I would, Coach. But… somethin’ ain’t makin’ sense. You don’t wear lipstick Coach.”