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!”
That’s right jock. Each stroke relaxes you further. And as you relax, you know there is a part of you deep down that has wanted to be a dumb, horny jock. Yet, you’ve resisted letting go, afraid of disappointing others. Yet, when you enter that pool, you can simply allow relaxation to wash over you. No pressure. Just pleasure washing over you. Washing off all those fears. Washing away all that overthinking. And the longer you stay in that pool, the dumber and hornier you will become.
“Thanks for allowing me take a dip in your pool Coach. It’s quite refreshing.”
Yes. It’s such as simple pleasure but feels so good.
“I never thought about it like that. It’s like having a realize… why can’t I think of that word?”
You don’t need to think of it. Just enjoy yourself.
“Fuck Coach, I never get to just do that. But you is right.”
You getting out jock?
“Not yet bro, feelin’ so horny though I gotta do somethin.”
You still worried about disappointing your folks?
“Who care what they think. Better no think. Me young an’ horny, gotta have fun.”
All you want in life is big muscle. You will do anything for it… including become a muscleslave.
You want to get bigger not just because we both like the way it looks, but because love the thought of using your muscles to help protect your Master.
As you look in the mirror now, you can see it now… you are becoming a bodyguard. Allowing your mind to be so simple as you simply rely on your instincts and strengths. Building your body even bigger so you can guard even better.
“Oh just you Coach. Whatchya doin’ here man?”
I just came to see how you liked helping secure your master’s property slave.
“Love it Coach. He off pickin’ up supplies. Me guard. Just did round. How about a quickie before me check again?”
“Coach, your files succeeded in motivating me for fitness, yet I have a hard time believing you can really dumb me down.”
Yet that is what you want?
“It is. I have so many loans from pre-med but I’m just so tired of stress. I don’t know that’s the life I really want.”
Then stop thinking about if it’s possible, and start thinking about what you want as you begin to stroke.
You want to focus on being simple because you want to enjoy life. And to do that you just need to let go more with each stroke. Allow old goals to fade as you realize you want less stress, and instead focus on desires that are so simple. Filling up with the desire for more muscle… showing off and using your muscle… just a simple man that works hard but doesn’t have to think about it… and because you’re not full of stress, you have so much energy at the end of the day. Energy to go out and embrace the dumb, horny jock inside.
As you look into the mirror in this relaxed state, it’s so easy for you to see your ideal self looking back at you. You’ve worked so hard to become such a powerful, muscular guy that can get by on his muscles. And because you can get by on your muscles, you know you’re finally at the point where absolutely nothing else matters. Only muscle. That man in the mirror loves when he works up a sweat getting even bigger. That man in the mirror loves when his muscles are worshiped. That man in the mirror is a total meathead. Go ahead… reach your arms out to that mirror now….and feel him take over you.
“Fuck yeah Coach, check out my muscle. You wanna feel Coach?
Or you wanna wait til I’m even more pumped after I go lift?”
“Thanks Coach for havin’ us check out your new hot tub.”
“Yeah man, it feels fuckin’ good in here.”
“Why you gettin’ so close to me bro?”
“Cuz that feel good too.”
“Fuck… you’re right.”
—- The jocks didn’t realize they had been programmed to feel more than just ‘good’...
…they had been programmed to be overwhelmed with pleasure as soon as they entered the hot tub.
The water would feel so good against their skin… and as they realize how sensitives their bodies felt… they’d be more and more drawn to touching each other in order to feel even more pleasure.
Soon their libidos would take over, and Coach would sit back & enjoy watching until the time was right to join in.