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.
Jax was a local contractor who was building quite the reputation – and not a good one. It seemed he was always scheming for how he could prolong projects and add unexpected “costs” to the budget – all so he could pocket more for doing less. Knowing that gossip isn’t always right, I gave Jax the benefit of the doubt and hired him for a job – but I also kept close tabs on him. Hidden cameras around the place proved the rumors were sadly true.
Since I worked from home, I began playing music more loudly. It helps Me focus on work while you guys are making all that racket. He sneered in response. “Whatever you want, boss.” He probably figured it was time to grab his earbuds, but then he found that the music was actually kind of catchy. Before he knew it, it was time to clock out.
Within a few weeks – when the project should have been done, but having received excuse after excuse along the way – it felt like the subliminals were finally beginning to sink into his subconscious as I noticed his eyes struggling to stay open on one of the hidden cams. I entered the room.
It’s getting hard, isn’t it, Jax? Go ahead and feel it. It’s so right to just enjoy it as you go ahead and remove your shirt now and feel up those hard nipples too.
That’s it Jax. You’ve been thinking for so long about how to make an extra buck but sometimes it just feels so much better to not think at all. And with every tweak of that nipple, you find yourself just letting go more and more. Letting go of that need to always be thinking. Letting go of all your inhibitions.
The weeks of programming had set the groundwork, but I knew the only way to make sure he wasn’t screwing over others was to ensure that being screwed by Me was all he now craved. His growing desire to please Me would help him to work so much harder on the job.
Lars had been beefing up to My files for some time, but he still found himself a bit shy when it came to showing off. He loved to flex in the mirror in private, but in front of anyone else made him feel self-conscious. The exception was for Coach, which he knew was because My hypnosis had made him feel comfortable with Me. Of course, I could help him become so much more comfortable flaunting his muscles for others.
Since he was already used to My hypnosis, it didn’t take him long to feel comfortable relaxing completely for Me.
As Lars began stroking for Me, he allowed himself to let go of all his inhibitions. Every stroke helped him to expel his insecurities from his mind and release all tension from his body.
It just felt so good for him to focus instead on all the pleasure. Muscle gave him so much pleasure. He loved to build it. He loved to flex it. He loved to show it off for Coach. More and more, he was feeling like a musclehead – not so dumb he couldn’t do his work, and yet it was so easy to just simply focus on muscle and not worry about anything else.
First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
“You really notice changes Coach? You’re not just sayin’ that?”
I definitely do, stud.
At one time, Gabe had been incredibly studious, on track for a Ph. D. But like many students, he began to get burnt out by both the stress and costs of higher education. He’d already been enjoying My hypnosis to get motivated for the gym when he decided he’d become even more of musclehead. Although he was only beginning to transform his body, I could tell his mind was already enjoying being so much simpler. It’s why he enjoyed looking in the mirror at his growing physique so much.
“Awesome Coach.
Damn, look at these muscles. Love how swole I’m gettin’.
Just gotta keep getting pumped up ya, Coach.
Fuckin’ love how hard my pecs are gettin’, Coach.”
That hard muscle just makes you hard too, doesn’t it, stud?
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.
Karl had been coming to My gym for a while now, and he was becoming a real musclehead. Of course, I had been helping him with that. He dropped for Me so easily as he began to let his brains drain down to his cock. It always felt so good to think with his dick because what his dick wanted was more muscle. Hard muscle made his dick hard, and his hard dick made him want more muscle. It was such a simple way to live, and it felt so good to live so simply. Karl loved being a simple musclehead that was so easily aroused by muscle.
Even, and perhaps especially, his own muscle turned him on. After his work outs, Karl loved to flex and pose for Me. His hard dick would continue to throb as he flexed his hardening muscles. Fuck he felt so pumped up after a session. It was like every lift he did made his dick harder, and as if flexing now made him more aroused than ever. It also made him so very horny for Coach, and when he was done flexing for Me, he would start to assume the position. His gleeful grin showed Me he was loving being simple. Simply getting bigger. Simply loving to flex.
And simply loving to get fucked by Coach.
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Flashback Fridays take an old story and sometimes add a bit more to it! Original here.
Tony was always mouthing off at the gym. “Are you dumb? You should do it like this if you want gainz, moron.” His advice wasn’t bad, but it would have been better if he had a different approach. Something with more tact.
Perhaps just a big, friendly oaf of a guy.
Of course the know-it-all was certain I couldn’t get him relaxed… but soon, he was already starting to think with his dick. It was far too easy to get him to comply when I suggested stripping… and as his dick throbbed, I realized just how much he enjoyed submitting to My voice. He’d become more than just an oaf – he’d become MY oaf.
“Was I out long, Sir? Can’t remember nuthin’. Nuthin’ much of anything, really.”
“Feels good though, doesn’t it, to be so simple?”
“Yes, Sir. Just wanna obey.”
“Not needing to remember anything but how to build that muscle and how to please me. There’s really no need to think about anything else, is there?”
“No, Sir, you’re right. I reckon all I need to know is that I’m your muscle slave.”
From then on out, Tony was always much more friendly with his workout advice. He knew he wasn’t better than anyone else… and he knew becoming a friendly trainer at My gym was going to please Me.
He’d also make an invaluable recruitment asset to find more fitdimwits. The type of men that weren’t there just to grow muscle, but also to forget all worries. Guys that looked at a mostly mindless meathead like Tony and said, “I wish I could be like him.”
But he wasn’t completely mindless as his mind did think to ask Me a question…. “Maybe I oughta know one thing, Sir…
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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