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Flashback Friday: Dumb Sex Toy
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
My Alpha jock Dalton had agreed to help Me with a special training session for KJ. During My jock hypnosis training with the new recruit, I had discovered that KJ longed to become a sex toy. He craved being able to fully let go of inhibitions and become nothing more than a slut that loved to be used by multiple men, focusing on their pleasure and orgasms before his own. KJ wanted to leave behind all aspects of his old life and simply become consumed by being that total cum-addicted sex pig of a himbo. As someone that had been conditioned to be quite the himbo of a dumb jock himself, Dalton was well-equipped to help out. And I do mean well-equipped. I placed some headphones on him to reinforce his own programming and instructed KJ to strip for his own stroke training.
That’s it KJ. Simply Relaxing more and more for Coach with each and every stroke. Deep down, you have wanted to be a dumb slut. And because this is what you have desired deep inside, you allow yourself to let go further to My programming with each and every stroke. As you continue to stroke, you feel your inhibitions fading away. You let go of all shame and all fear. This is what you want, and you will open yourself to all consensual encounters. You simply need to be used. You feel your sexual drive getting stronger than it’s ever been. You are becoming such a horny boy, needing that cock inside of you. Craving to suck off so many different men.
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Prescription for Relief
This accidentally reposted so apologies for those that got the e-mail notification, but please check out the newer version: https://fitdimwit.com/flashback-friday-prescription-for-relief/
Winter has always been a busy time for doctors – seasonal flu tends to ramp up while icy conditions cause more accidents. This year was exceptionally hectic, with medical staff working long hours to make up for both higher demand and issues with staffing. Being able to take a quick power nap was essential, but some doctors struggled to take their mind off their patients while finding a place to crash. That’s where I came in, contracted out to help doctors let go of other concerns so they could enjoy a short but deeply reinvigorating sleep.
Part of what I stressed is that they could learn to dress back up quickly. Knowing they could change clothes fast eased their minds about being called into an emergency, and stripping off their clothes would otherwise help them to separate work time from nap time. This is your time to be comfortable. You should be able to get as comfortable as you would like. And as you take off any unwanted clothes, you also take a load off. Strip off your clothes, and strip your mind free of cares until you put them back on. As I worked with the doctors on letting go, I could tell they needed more than sleep. They needed release. I invited the two that had seemed the most stressed – Drs. Hallett & Belden – in for a special joint session and was left surprised at how comfortable they felt stripping down with each other.
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The Help
A Simple Refresher
“Oh hey Coach, what brings ya by the farm?”
It’s time to reinforce your training, Everett.
“Whatchya mean trainin’ Coach? I ain’t been on one of your teams since college.”
That’s right. You’ve had a simple life here at the farm. You love the simple life, don’t you, jock?
“Fuck yeah, Coach. All the chores keep me nice and lean and I ain’t gotta worry about no one else but makin’ sure Boss is happy.”
That’s why I’m here, boy. Boss says you’re starting to ask too many questions.
“Whatchya mean I’m asking too many questions?”
I’m beginning to see what he meant. But it’s okay jock. Why don’t you begin by being a good boy and stripping down.
Everett unbuttoned his pants then flexed for a moment, pausing. “Ain’t I only supposed to get naked for Boss?”
This is for Boss. I’m training you for Boss. So you can also get naked in front of Me too. Good boys strip down when told by their Superiors. I am your Superior. You are a good boy. You strip down for Me right now.
“Yes Sir,” the jock responded as he finished slipping off his jeans.
Stripping away those inhibitions as you strip down, and stripping away that intelligence too.
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Flashback Friday: As Memories Wash Away
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
That shower is just so relaxing, and it feels so good to relax after a hard workout just like that. You have enjoyed building that muscle for Coach, and that water hitting that hard body just feels so good. It helps to loosen up all tensions in those muscles as it becomes so easy to feel all stress washing away. It helps to loosen up all the worries and insecurities in your mind, as all doubts begin to wash away. And it helps to loosen up all those remaining inhibitions as all resistance to being reprogrammed washes away now. Last, but not least, i helps those memories inside of you to loosen up as we begin to wash those away too. Soon we’ll finish stripping away your clothes as we also finish stripping away your past. Just let all those old memories wash away. It is simply so easy to just let go of your old life. Let go to the pleasure as you are reprogrammed.
As you lather up with my special shampoo and soap mix, you can inhale that aroma. Just breathe it in as your mind becomes more and more blank. This special concoction helps to brainwash you further and further. And in this relaxed state, it’s so easy to just let any remaining old memories rinse off as you scrub clean. That’s it, soldier. Allow your memories to just swirl down the drain as you open your mind up to my reprogramming.More and more ready to be written by Coach’s hypnosis as you find yourself learning about who you are now. About how you feel so good to obey. About how you love to work out and build muscle. About how you love to show off that muscle. About how you love to recruit others into services. You are now a soldier in my muscle army. Working out for Coach. Eating right for Coach. Showing off for Coach. Growing Coach’s muscle army.
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Locker Room Campaigning
Resorting To A New Life
I had this all written before lunch minus the titles and tags, then got busy and forgot to come back to it. So technically not Friday anymore, apologies for that; at least it is being late on a free one and not a rewards one. 😛
A former soldier, Blaise had seen enough pain in the world that all he wanted to do was forget it all. He had turn to Me, and I helped his already buff-from-the-military physique grow even bigger as his mind seemingly grew smaller. He began to get more and more comfortable with the idea of showing off his body as I simply helped him let go to his inner himbo of a musclehead. A history of obeying orders helped the muscle jock drift easily into trance, but overcoming some of the inhibitions still took some work. It helped when I found ways to connect the plans I had for his future working at a resort, to his past service in the army. For example, while he had been reluctant about loving to show off his muscles, there was a big shift when I began programming that jockstraps and trunks were his uniforms now.
Thinking of the apparel as a uniform seemed to work well for the military jock. When he worked in the cabins, he was to wear a jockstrap at all times. Beyond appropriate footwear, that would be all he wore with a few exceptions – at times an apron if working in the kitchen, and sometimes a tie when we had a more formal conference taking place at the resort. Businessmen seemed to love the added touch of the tie and how it’s placement in the deep divide of his pecs seemed to accentuate his chest. Even better was how the tie seemed to point down right to his giant bulge.
Often, Blaise took a more outdoor role, wearing trunks as he greeted guests for guided tours in the surrounding nature.
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