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Seizing an Opportunity

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Flashback Friday: JockBot Initiation

First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here. 

“Man, Coach has been really on me about my performance. I’m not sure how he expects me to memorize such a complex playbook either. I’m a frickin’ jock, not a robot. Still, I better watch this training video he sent me just in case he asks about it.”

You have been LEFT chosen to be a jock RIGHT on this team and it feels so RIGHT to be LEFT part of a proud tradition that has gone DOWN in the history books RIGHT for all the victories marked DOWN as we rose UP against our challengers one RIGHT after the other. But we were only LEFT able to do this when we were LEFT coming together as cohesive unit, as if we were LEFT one connected machine.


“Damn, I was going to take a nap, but I just can’t look away. Though why do I need to strip down for a training video? That makes no sense. ”

And it feels so RIGHT to now strip DOWN as you are LEFT preparing for the next stage of training RIGHT for Coach, knowing that you are always LEFT feeling so good as you are LEFT a better player when you are LEFT obeying Coach. Just let RIGHT go of any doubts or questions so that you are LEFT with more room RIGHT for that pleasure that is filling UP in you RIGHT now.”

“… yes SIR. No resistance. No need to question it, just obey Coach. It will feel good.”


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Brady & His Alpha

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Flashback Friday: New Year, New Desires

I thought it only fitting that this Flashback Friday, which happens to actually be on the 1st, go back to this story of resolutions from 2015. Read the original by clicking here or just enjoy the update below.

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“Man, Johnson, you’re starting to get some real muscle. When did you become so much more buff than us?”

“Nah, it’s nothing.”

“No, man, it’s something. You’re gettin’ really swole.”

“Yeah, what’s your secret, bro? You on the gear?”

“Nah, nothing like that, but I do have an advantage. My gym buds are almost here and we have a special technique that might be best to just show you. But you have to promise not to freak out and really give it a chance.”


His buddies entered and went right over to a weight bunch. “Wait, I’ve seen you guys around. You’ve been workin’ with Coach, right?”

“Yeah, we’re totally jockin’ up.”

“Huh. I always questioned his legitimacy, but it seems to be working for you guys.”

“Totally. And if you want to truly bulk up, it’s all about getting that testosterone flowing through you. You just feel Coach’s words inside you as you work with your gym buds on getting that pump before you hit the weights. Come on over, Johnson, and help us show them.”

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Curse or Gift?: A Halloween Tale

Usually the weekend before Halloween was filled with big parties,  but Aaron was sleeping. Such was the boring life in a city with rising virus numbers and having to isolate. All he could do was dream of catching up on all the fun next year. Yet, he wasn’t as alone as he thought……for in the shadows lurked a mysterious figure that was about to change his life.

Aaron always had above-average intelligence, which he used to put himself through law school. Eventually he had become one of the hottest junior partners at a big law firm known for helping big CEOs use their resources to sue anyone that seemed to be getting in their way. Perhaps it was karma, then – or perhaps it was completely random – that the mysterious figure began to covertly hypnotize Aaron into a dumb jock. Slowly touching the muscled otter, the figure rubbed his chest while giving suggestions of a more simple life.
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