The following is a Halloween tale of transformation.


The following is a Halloween tale of transformation.
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It didn’t help that the brunette hunk was depressed over his situation and feeling pretty useless, which Tucker hated to see. Tucker soon recognized he needed to help his husband find a renewed purpose in life. ‘If only I could help feel that tasks like cleaning and yardwork were enjoyable and fulfilling – help get him off his but and active. Maybe working out more again too. If he could find purpose in such activities, it would help lift his mood and help me stay focused on work now that I can do it from home. And perhaps we can find some other ways he’d enjoy being of service.’ With those thoughts in mind, Tucker began to look into ways to reprogram his husband into enjoying being more productive.
Tucker was almost caught a couple times wearing the ear plugs. “TUCKER! Didn’t you hear me calling?” his husband once stormed in, Tucker discretely taking out one of the plugs as he turned to pause the music. “I guess I was just zoning out to the music.” “Yeah, what is that anyway? I’ve been zoning out a lot to it too,” he stated as he began to unconsciously strip off his clothes. “Just something I found online that’s supposed to help me focus on work.” “Babe, you’re working too hard. Let me focus on you for a bit. Would love to get to serve your cock under that desk.” This wasn’t exactly what Tucker had in mind, but he wasn’t about to stop his eager partner!
Warning: Hypnotic language to be a simply obedient meathead below.
Noel had started work as Deacon’s new assistant about a year ago, and Deacon had become increasingly grateful for his help. Sometimes he had trouble focusing on the details of a deal, an issue he blamed on his pre-workout causing focus issues, and Noel was always there ready to step in with the needed information. He had been a lifesaver, and Deacon had come to really rely on him.
Yet as he stared at his body, he couldn’t shake the thought of showing off his body to his assistant. He became lost in thought, staring in the mirror as the newest workout mix Noel made him continued to pulse in the background. It was that first workout mix that had really started motivating him to workout more, and he had enjoyed each one since. They always pumped him up, while Noel had also made a mix that helped Deacon relax before bed.
Hold up, jock. Obedient Meatheads take off their shirt.
“Yes, Sir, Coach.”
You didn’t think I was transforming you for free, did you, jock? You’re going to be molded as Coach thinks best.
“Yes, Sir, Coach.”
That’s a good jock. Just admire that physique I’ve been pushing you to get. Look at all those gains we’ve achieved together. Feel all that power and confidence you now possess. And it is for those reasons that a big stud like you shouldn’t be letting anyone but Coach fuck you from now on.
“What do you mean, Coach?”
I mean that unless you’re showing Me just how grateful you are for your transformation, you’ll be topping from now on, stud. But don’t worry, I’ll help you to feel as if you’ve always been a top deep down. Just take this masturbation sleeve here and begin slowly thrusting into it, as I thrust you down deep into trance at the same time.