
Wait, what was he doing there? He couldn’t remember as he truly was forgetting.


Wait, what was he doing there? He couldn’t remember as he truly was forgetting.
The big bodybuilder thought he didn’t need hypnosis. He already had made incredible progress on his own. I couldn’t deny him this, and yet – how long before he burnt out? Was he even really enjoying the workouts anymore? I began to talk to him about the desires he had deep down that led to bodybuilding in the first place.
“I bet working out is a wonderful way to just let go of all your stress and worries.” “I’m sure it feels so good when you are finished with a workout and can just relax those muscle.”
Slowly but surely, my key phrases were sinking in. It wasn’t long before he was beginning to enter a tranced state of flexing as I reminded him of his lust for muscle.
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“Already? Man, this year continues to go by too fast.”
“Well, it’s almost over – and good riddance.”
“I know it’s been a tough year babe. The pandemic has still been keeping me busy at the hospital with these variants, while you’ve had to adjust to being home more. It’s taken a strain on our relationship.”
“Yeah, tell me something you don’t know. But that’s why you gifted us that session with Coach, huh? I am glad he was able to already work us in for a session. I must admit, I do feel a bit better about what’s to come after that.”
“Same here. I know he said not to expect too much after one session, but sitting here ready to ring in the new year together feels right.”
“Honestly it’s a bit fuzzy to me too.”
<We’re just seconds away from the ball drop.>
“Welp, the announcers are saying it’s time, so I guess we’ll worry about that later. Time to ring in the New Year!”
<10….9…8…7….6… 5… 4…. 3…. 2…. 1…. HAPPY NEW YEAR!>
As the ball dropped, so had the men, the countdown harkening back to their hypnosis session until they were left in a hypnotized yet active state.
By the time the cheers of the new year filled the room, both men felt very warm as they began taking off their shirts.
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“Fine, you can put on some Christmas music if you keep it soft and instrumental. None of that Mariah Carey crap!” Zayne abided, for any music he could place some subliminals with would do. Slowly but surely, he got his boss to relax his rules. The volume went up, decorations went up, and plans were even made for an Office holiday party.
“Don’t you just love this holiday music, boss?” Zayne asked.
“I wouldn’t say love it, but if it keeps good employees happy, I can try to enjoy it. And I think I have something else you’ll enjoy too.”
You value Zayne. You appreciate all he does for you. Zayne deserves a nice big bonus. Okay, so perhaps that valuing and appreciating Zayne had shown up in unexpected ways, but he still never thought a big bonus might get misinterpreted to mean Quinten’s dick. How was he to know that an arrogant prick like Quinten would think of his wide girth as a bonus to any woman he fucked in such a way that he actually made Bonus the nickname for his privates? Nope, Zayne was not aware of any of this and was caught by surprise as Quinten said, “Time for your holiday bonus,” and led him down to his now-unzipped cock. It was a good surprise.