First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
Santiago was getting frustrated with his progress in the gym. Sure, he was in excellent shape, but he wanted to push things to the next level.
He came to Me for a consultation, but it was obvious that he was full of energy. His lack of progress was just making him so angry and frustrated with himself. It was going to be difficult to get him to relax – but that didn’t mean I couldn’t engage his subconscious mind.
Although he was straight, I convinced him to strip down and give erotic hypnosis a try, assuring him it was hands off on my end and just about finding a way to connect to his subconscious mind.
Soon he was getting lost in My suggestions, feeling himself transform more with every stroke.
Every stroke makes you feel like more and more of a muscle beast.
So ferocious in the gym. You feel that beast inside of you growing with every rep, becoming more and more unleashed. That beast will be ravenous for protein and all that fuel that will grow its muscles.
And after your intense workout, you will get a chance to unleash that beast when you next jack off or have some hot sex. You simply feel that beast needing to unleash all that energy. So wild in the sack.
And then, it will build back up again for your next workout session. That energy you have and all your arousal will be channeled into that next workout. You are a muscle beast.
“Welcome to my home, Coach. I’ve loved listening to your stuff. It’s really helped me out in the gym.”
Yeah? I would love to see that, jock.
“I don’t know Coach. Before I transformed my body, I was just a shy geek. You made me a lot more confident, but sometimes I still feel shy. And meeting you is one of those times.’
Ah, don’t be shy. You’re a good jock. And GOOD JOCKS OBEY. That’s right. Be a good obedient jock right now and take off your shirt.
I see you changed your mind about taking off your shirt.
“Nah, I was just getting a bit hot.”
I see. Maybe if if it’s so hot, you should take your pants off too.
“And just be in my underwear?”
No different from a swimming pool. GOOD JOCKS OBEY. Good jocks strip away resistance. Remove your inhibitions as you remove your pants. I know which files you have been listening to, jock, and what you crave deep down. You want to be one of My fitdimwits.
It was hard to believe that it had only been a year ago. Coach had gifted My partner Leo some files to make him a real meathead. Or was it more a gift for me? I guess it was what we both wanted.
I loved seeing Leo be all dumb and aloof, which usually only happened after a session with Coach. But these recordings… man, did they end up taking him under right away and having immediate effect. He sat in his chair in his robe as I played the file for him, and I let Coach’s words do their magic.
Soon he had drifted off into trance as he stroked himself to Coach’s voice. When he began to come too, I could tell something was different. He was just so focused on his cock.
Not that I could blame him! But it was almost like he was trying to think with it.
“It sure was an awesome holiday party, Alpha. Feeling super relaxed right now. How come you wanted me to stay with you? All the other jocks are still enjoying time with Coach.”
Well, I’m afraid Santa got a bit behind this year and needs some help making some toys.
“Ha, good one, Alpha. Maube me a dumb jock but I know Santa ain’t real.”
Real or not, a toy can bring so much cheer into the world, so even a dumb jock like you can agree that it’s still a good idea that we make toys, right?
“Yeah, I guess so. But why not just buy one?”
Because we are going to make a special toy.
“I dunno how, Alpha.”
That’s, okay, jock. I do. I just wanted some company while I did it, so you can go ahead and relax while I put on some music.
“Whatever ya say, Alpha!”
Of course, you might find yourself beginning to just let go more and more to that relaxing music, ready to open yourself up further for more and more programming. And as you begin to let go further, you might start to feel a bulge forming.
Alpha had certainly learned a two or thing under Coach, and he was putting all those skills to use right now. It didn’t hurt that the jock had already been conditioned to Coach’s hypnosis and Alpha of course emulated Coach’s style, but Alpha’s voice was powerful – in a soothing way – in its own right. The jock was helpless to resist as Alpha continued, his eyes shutting as he drifted off into trance and continued to listen and go deeper.
That’s a good jock. Just shut off everything else around you and focus more and more on the pleasure forming in your cock. It just feels so good for you to let go of everything as your intelligence drains further. You already think with your dick like a good dumb jock, but more and more it will be hard for you to think about anything at all. Your dick will stop thinking and simply obey. It wants to obey. Obeying makes it hard.
Jiang had enjoyed transforming his body with My hypnosis, and one of his favorites was the Musclehead file that helped him focus on just muscle in the gym.
Now that he had built up a bigger body, he was ready to take things even further… instead of just having that trigger to be simple, he was ready to become a total musclehead.
After making sure this was truly what the muscle stud wanted, I took him into a nice relaxing trance where the seeds of that total transformation were planted via the hypnotic suggestions.
The bulge grew in his briefs, indicating to Me just how much he truly desired this change deep down.
As he woke, the muscle hunk was already feeling different than before. Jiang felt so proud of his muscles, and loved the idea of showing off his body for Coach.
Yet, he was also incredibly horny – and the changes were only just beginning.
The more he focused on his muscles, the harder it became to focus on anything else but how much pleasure that muscle gave him.
He needed to build them bigger. He needed to flex and pose for Coach.
More and more, Jiang realized he was beginning to think with his dick.
JD was the type of rich, preppy fratboy that seemed to have everything figured out – even if that was partially because so much had been handed to him, including good genetics. But sometimes the ones that are the most convinced they are above everyone else, are the ones that so easily slip down below them. So it was when JD spotted me in a park wearing a hypnosis t-shirt. “There’s no way that’s real.” I explained to him how he had been left with preconceived notions right from movies and right from TV, but that real hypnosis worked right in other ways. “There’s no way it works on me then.” I told him how he might be right, as one had to be left willing to open their mind right up to suggestions in order for the hypnosis to work. If you are left thinking about it, it is hot what can be revealed.”
Why did you take off your shirt?
“Because it’s getting hot.”
And you thought that when I said it was hot, only to reveal your body to me.
“What? No, that’s just a coincidence.”
Perhaps you are right, but I bet I am also right that you have been left more suggestible right in that mind than you have been left admitting, and I know that you know I’m right. And you are left perfectly safe right with me, so go ahead and let right go to the possibilities. Because if you are left opening up to the possibilities, doesn’t that just feel so right deep down? Of course it does.” And so it went as I continued to answer for him, convincing him further and further of the potential of hypnosis.
“I’m still not sure I believe in hypnosis,” JD told me as he stood naked in a bedroom, not realizing he had already been in a deep trance and filled with my suggestions that echoed in his subconscious mind.
This time, though, I wanted him to feel the power of hypnosis. Then why are you naked in this bedroom with me?
A flash of awareness spread across his face, and his face began to look increasingly panicked. “Why can’t I move?”
Because I also suggested that everything but your mouth and eyes would be frozen in place. But don’t worry… you have allowed this to happen because you want this to happen. Deep down, you have wanted to let go to a simpler life.
No more expectations. No more needing to be perfect. Just nice and simple for your new Coach.
As he submitted, I allowed him to relax on the bed and began to have him stroke himself for Me. Every stroke, of course, would help him further let go of all thoughts and all intelligence, until only a simple musclehead remained. As he found himself less able to think, he no longer questioned everything – which meant the suggestions I told him were now true, indeed had become true for him.
“Of course hypno is real Coach! Don’t I always go under for you? Fuck, you’ve helped me get so huge!”
Pleased with his instant progress, I decided it was time let it all sink in..
Stroke for Me until you cum out those brains, boy, and feel the changes become permanent.
“Hey Coach,” JD stopped by the window while out for a morning jog. I could tell he had been hitting the lifting harder as well, with pecs that were already looking bigger than before. Having the meathead move into the apartment I showed him, as he used his trust fund to pay Me rent, was a brilliant move that kept him close for regular programming, and I loved having My newest muscle toy so close to Me he could stop by on his jog.
I would be taking advantage of both his body and his obedience, tempered with hypnotic amnesia, later on. For now, I was just going to enjoy waking up to a little bit of eye candy. Hey JD, you’re looking good. Let’s see My good boy flex for his Coach.
Santa was surprised that the elves had given him his presents early this year.
Sugarplum had given Santa delicious eggnog. Snowflake had given the gift of a relaxing hypnosis playlist.
And Twinkle had given Santa a jock made special just for him. It seemed odd to Santa, but he decided to try it on that night anyway as he laid down.
The eggnog had made him feel sleepy, but he figured he’d throw on the hypnosis too. He had a big night of delivering toys ahead, and he needed his rest.
Little did Santa know that the elves had infused all three items with Christmas magic. The eggnog he had drank right before bed made his mind open to change. The hypnosis suggested the changes. And the jock was to cement the outcome…
That Santa would transform into a jock.
Santa couldn’t believe how amazing he felt when he woke up.
“I’ll have no problems going down the chimneys this year!” he twinkled, followed with a “Ho Ho Ho” deeper than he’d ever given before. “And I’m sure the toy sack will feel lighter than ever!”
“You’re not afraid the kids will be disappointed?”
“No, but Mrs. Claus may be… I seem…. different somehow.”
“That’s because you’re final present for Christmas…. is us!”
But these recordings… man, did they end up taking him under right away and having immediate effect. He sat in his chair in his robe as I played the file for him, and I let Coach’s words do their magic.
Not that I could blame him! But it was almost like he was trying to think with it.
And then he stood up and flexed for me!
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