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There’s No Way It Works On Me

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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.

“Yes, Sir!”

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Poolboy Training

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Jaysen was on the way to being valedictorian of his college class, but the grind began to get to him. He longed for ways to just escape from it all and simplify his life. When he found my files online, it wasn’t enough. He knew he was the type of jock I wanted in my program, so he sent in some photos to apply for the program. Impressed with I saw, I soon invited him out. He was all smiles as I arrived, impressing Me by being early for his training.

“Coach, I’m so glad I found you! I’ve been looking over the options you sent, and I’d love the poolboy tract, Coach.”

That’s a popular tract. You enjoy swimming?

“I love it Sir, I feel so at home in the water!”

Of course, it’s not all fun and relaxation. You’ll have to earn your keep.It just will be a low-stress way of earning it.


“I understand, Coach.”

Very good. Go ahead and get comfortable on the futon, and when you are ready, begin to gently stroke that cock as you listen to My voice. And as we relax you down, we will also dumb you down into a more simple state of existence. It is good to be simple. Being simple is good. It is so simple to drift deep for Me right now because going deep for Me feels so good. It feels so good to go deep, it is just that simple. It is so easy for you to go deep for Me when you are just a simple jock. You are a simple jock. It is so simple for you to go so deep for Me right now.

And so the training continued over the next week. We would often change up the location of the session, but wherever we were, Jaysen would wake up feeling so good to be so simple. He could feel it as we drained his ‘brains’ out until they were so small, they fit in his other head. That is where his brains would be from now on..


When he wasn’t waking up with a big old smile, he was waking up staring at his dick. “Whoa Coach. Can’t belief my brains fits down there now.”

His dick would often think about how good it was to simply obey. And his dick felt better and better to just submit and obey. I(f he was told to strip, he did.  If he was told to flex, he did. If he was told to get on his knees and suck off Coach, he did. It was just so simple to obey.

His already fit body continued to tone as he hit the gym even harder, knowing that the one area he was still smart was the gym. He could easily learn and remember lifting techniques, and keep track of his reps, macros and stats – even as other numbers began to confuse him.

Every stroke cemented his status as a fitdimwit. It was so hard to think about anything except making sure his dick was hard – and more importantly, that Coach’s dick was hard.


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Brody Dumbs Down

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“Hey Coach, what brings you by?” Brody asked innocently enough. I had been working with him for some time on muscle motivation, but I knew the hot jock was now responding well enough that we could take him to the next level.

Within minutes I had him stroking for Me, every nice slow thrust of that hand over his dick taking him deeper and deeper… while also making him dumber and dumber.

Brody had been selected to be one of My fitdwimits, but first we had to make him love being such a dumb jock for Me. The eager stud had no problem imagining that his brains were draining down into his dick. His dick was hard… thinking was hard. He should just think with his dick.

And when he orgasmed, he would cum out some of his brains… or so he believed… and it would leave him a bit more permanently dumb each time.


Brody made an excellent addition and loved being a horny fitdimwit for his Coach.

 

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