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Team Initiation

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“Oh hey, Coach sent me an audio file named  ‘Team Initiation.’ I guess that means I had a good tryout. Let’s see what it says here when I play it.”

Welcome to the team. I wanted to give you some ideas of what you can expect when you join us. First things first is that you can simply RELAX knowing that we want you to feel comfortable and will ensure that you do feel comfortable with Coach and with your teammates.

“Strange… I’m suddenly feeling so relaxed.”

“I’m just going to make myself more comfortable as I listen and hope I don’t drift off. Don’t want to miss anything important.”

Being part of a new team can stir up lots of exciting feelings, and it is perfectly natural to find yourself excited at the thought of bonding with your teammates and your Coach. But just in case you are at all anxious, let’s work on helping you to let go of all those insecurities right now. We’ll simply begin stripping away all those inhibitions as you continue to become more and more comfortable being on the team now.


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Don’t Mind

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“You really think ya can hypnosis me Coach? ‘cuz I don’t think ya can. I’m too smart for that.”

Of course you are, jock. There’s no way I’ve already transformed you into a a dumb jock.

“I ain’t dumb, Coach!”

And there’s no way you’ll begin taking off your clothes as you chat with Me.

“Why would I do that Coach? Oh my jacket? That’s just cuz it’s hot in here Coach. Still kinda warm in this joint. Dude, do you have your heat on in September? Maybe I should strip down more. You don’t mind, do ya, Coach?”


I don’t mind, jock, nor does your mind happen to mind that I’ve left you transformed right into that dumb jock you had always wanted to be deep down. And as you are left beginning to remember those deep down desires, you are left so incredibly aroused.

“Fuck, Coach, you’re talking so fast I don’t understand whatchya are sayin’. Was it important Coach? Cuz this boner is startin’ to feel really important. Like I need to take care of it.

The words are not left important as you focus right on that pleasure, left unable to resist as you begin to stroke right along until you are left needing to sit down and relax right for me. That’s it, jock, just nice and slow right along that dick until you are left getting so sleepy.


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Free Fridays, Recordings

GOOD OBEDIENT JOCK

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It can be so nice to have a hypnojock around the house. Need a bit of stress release and all I need to do is walk in and say, GOOD JOCKS OBEY as I watch the eyes begin to droop and the expression become blank. GOOD JOCKS FLEX FOR COACH and the jock begins to show off his muscles, knowing that also means beginning to strip down for Coach so they can show off more of their growing muscles. The jock has worked hard to build his muscles for Coach -needing to please Coach. Coach’s pleasure is his pleasure. Knowing his muscles please Coach means that feeling how his muscles have grown fills him with total bliss.

It simply feels so good for the jock to become mindlessly obedient.The more they obey, the better they begin to feel.
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Flashback Friday: HypnoBondage

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

“Do you have any experience with bondage, Coach?”

That’s actually an area I could use some more practice with, jock. Though there is one exception to that. I do have some experience with hypnobondage? 

“Hypnobondage? Like, just suggesting a jock feels tied up? Yeah, right, Coach. Like that’s going to work.”

My other hypnosis has worked on you and left you loving to flex for Me like the dumb jock you now are. There’s no reason for you to doubt Me now, jock.


“What? I don’t flex for ya, Coach.”

You don’t, eh? Good jocks love to strip down for Coach. Good jocks love to flex for Coach.

“I don’t, Coach.”

Then why are you naked and flexing for Me right now, jock? 

“I … what…. I don’t remember, Coach.”

That’s okay, jock. Why don’t you get comfortable and begins stroking for Me now…. that’s it… just start stroking that cock until you’re ready to relax even deeper and deeper for Me…

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Present

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Hey jock, what are you doing here? 

“You asked for my presence, Coach?”

No, I asked for your presents. 

“Yeah, presence, Sir!”

Sometimes I make you guys just a bit too dumb, don’t I?

“I dunno, Coach. I think I’m pretty smart.”

Isn’t thinking hard for you, jock?


“You’re right, Coach. Hard to think. Think with dick. Dick getting hard.”

That’s it, jock. So easy to just drift back down for me as you become my present. Simply present here and now, even as you let go more and more and presently become so very simple….while also becoming my special birthday present for today…. and it’s funny how the word present can mean two different things, present here and present for Coach, and yet the same thing at the same time because you are a present who is present for Coach.

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Stories

Starting From the Bottom

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“Yo Coach, I been training with your files and was wonderin’ if it was too late to join the team.”

Sure, but you’ll have to start from the bottom and work your way up, jock. 

“Why would I bottom? I’m hung like a horse, Coach.”

That’s not what I meant, jock. Which files exactly have you been listening to?

“Here’s my playlist, Coach.”



I see. Well, I definitely think we can find a place for you. I would like to see the goods, but you should also know that the position I see you in is as a bottom.  

“Nah, Coach. I an’t no bottom. Look at this fuckin’ monster.”

Some guys are left feeling that an average cock is easier to work right with and is left comfortable right to them. And since the team fills up with many young jocks, many are left needing to be broken right in. Just as you are left needing to relax right now.

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Another Dumb Himbo

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“Yo, Coach, I’m feeling like such a jock! Loving that I’m starting to get ripped for you. I’ve been curious to try being a dumb jock but I already am just an average student, what if I get too dumb?”

Then we’ll just have to find a way for you to make a living off that body, won’t we, jock?

“I don’t know Coach. I’m usually pretty shy.  But I would love that. There’d be nothing better than just being a total himbo.”

Good boy. Sleep, jock, and strip for me. That’s it, just let go to My voice as you also let go of all that timidness and all those inhibitions.


As you stroke that dick for me now, you feel all of your intelligence draining down into that cock with every stroke.

It just feels so much better to think with your dick. Thinking with your dick feels good. It feels good to put your brain there. And a littler head means less room for all those unimportant things, so just forget more and more about all those subjects you learned in school and everything else until your brain is small enough to fit in your dick.

That’s it, everything is simply draining down now. Resistance is draining away. Inhibitions are draining away. Your intelligence is draining away.


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Flashback Friday: Strip Tease

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First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added; though delayed by a week due to travels and wanting to promote the new himbofication file. More files coming soon. Original version of this story here.

Petra was finishing last year of college, but he was beginning to have regrets about choosing to study pre-law. The idea of many more years of law school for a field he was finding increasingly partisan and tedious simply had lost its lust. He knew his father, a name partner at one of the city’s top firms, would be disappointed if he dropped out. The fear of disappointing his dad had been enough to keep him on track, but that fear disappeared when he caught his dad having an affair with his secretary. Angry over his pop’s betrayal of his mom, Petra decided it was time to let go of expectations and obligation. He had grown a bit envious of one of his friends that was having a blast as a go-go dancer after also dropping out of the university, and that friend referred the young jock to Me. I had him find a comfortable position where he could just relax to my voice.

As we worked on having him let go of any feelings of familial duty, it soon become clear how much he was loving to let go – and every piece of clothing he removed helped him to let go further as I continued to hypnotize him, his button-up shirt the first to go as his eyes continued to glaze over.

You find yourself letting go more. Simply letting go of all those inhibitions. Letting go of all that stress. Just so ready for a simple life, with a simple mind, and a simple job perfect for a body like yours.And so it continued until I awoke the sexy young stud, now a horny fitdimwit ready to show off for Me. “Yo Coach! I’m gonna book a gig down at the strip joint. Wanna see my moves?” The lad stood up and buttoned his jeans back up, only to begin undoing them again – this time sexily dancing as he did.


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The Himbo Life

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Calvin was ready to let go. Just out of a nasty divorce, he simply wanted to forget all about all the years he’d wasted with a narcissist and wanted to focus on having fun himself.

He did worry the baggage of a bad relationship would keep him from being able to relax and just enjoy simple fun times out on the town, which is part of why he enlisted My help – but it didn’t take much to get Calvin to start relaxing to My voice.

Soon he was stripping down to his briefs and finding a place he could comfortably let go to My suggestions, as I began to strip him of any inhibitions that would keep him from transforming into a new, better version of himself.

After all, a hot body like that should not be wasted, and it was time Calvin realized that for himself.


As soon as the water hits you, you are going to find yourself becoming a total himbo. You will just find that you become much more focused on thinking with that dick. And as you become more aroused, every stroke will help you to shift your brain cells down to your other head.

Calvin’s expression went blank as soon as that water did hit. “Coach, I feel a bit dizzy,” he said, as he braced himself against the shower wall. “My brain feels like it’s washing down.”

It’s just going to your dick, Calvin. Let it happen and enjoy it.

Calvin turned back around, stroking his hung penis in the shower as the water continue to wash over his hairy muscles. Soon, he was giving  in to the suggestions and feeling like a total himbo that would think with his dick from now on.


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Stories

Hairy Jockhole for Coach

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Danny had been showing up late for our intramural soccer league on a regular basis – so as Coach, I kept having to make him stay late. Little did he know he kept dozing off during our chats, always making him forget just how much of my puppet he was becoming. When he showed up at my house one day saying he wanted to quit the team, I told him he couldn’t. “You can’t make me keep playing!” “Oh yeah?, ” I responded. “Watch this.” When I asked him to take off his shirt, he did. When I asked him to lick his muscles, he did. “Sir, what’s going on?” He couldn’t believe he had just called me Sir. 

Just a couple more commands until he was naked, stroking into a deep trance as I finished his programming. I hadn’t planned to complete it this soon, but we needed him on the team. And because he wanted so badly to please Coach now, he was going to make soccer a priority. Not only would he stay on the team, he would never be late again. And just to test that hypnosis, I woke him up and asked if he was ready for Coach to use his hairy hole. And boy was he.

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