First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added; though delayed by a week due to travels and wanting to promote the new himbofication file. More files coming soon. Original version of this story here.
Petra was finishing last year of college, but he was beginning to have regrets about choosing to study pre-law. The idea of many more years of law school for a field he was finding increasingly partisan and tedious simply had lost its lust. He knew his father, a name partner at one of the city’s top firms, would be disappointed if he dropped out. The fear of disappointing his dad had been enough to keep him on track, but that fear disappeared when he caught his dad having an affair with his secretary. Angry over his pop’s betrayal of his mom, Petra decided it was time to let go of expectations and obligation. He had grown a bit envious of one of his friends that was having a blast as a go-go dancer after also dropping out of the university, and that friend referred the young jock to Me. I had him find a comfortable position where he could just relax to my voice.
As we worked on having him let go of any feelings of familial duty, it soon become clear how much he was loving to let go – and every piece of clothing he removed helped him to let go further as I continued to hypnotize him, his button-up shirt the first to go as his eyes continued to glaze over.
You find yourself letting go more. Simply letting go of all those inhibitions. Letting go of all that stress. Just so ready for a simple life, with a simple mind, and a simple job perfect for a body like yours.And so it continued until I awoke the sexy young stud, now a horny fitdimwit ready to show off for Me. “Yo Coach! I’m gonna book a gig down at the strip joint. Wanna see my moves?” The lad stood up and buttoned his jeans back up, only to begin undoing them again – this time sexily dancing as he did.
Justin woke up looking rather confused, but Mogan couldn’t help but smile. He had been harassed by Justin for weeks at their college, mocked for being gay. Even worse is that his ShowItAll4Fans account had been exposed with some embarrassing-to-the-wrong-crowd videos leaked. I had managed to convince the jock to come by My office for some workout motivation, but slowly I had been working on something else. This was the final stage.
How are you two lovers doing?
“Lovers, what the fuck are you talking about?”
“Don’t be shy, babe. Coach doesn’t mind” And with that, Mogan slid over the confused jock and began to kiss him. Initial shock soon gave in to pleasure and passion. Though he fronted as straight, it was obvious from the getgo Justin had been denying his true self – in no thanks due to a religious upbringing. Yet, people don’t just stumble across ShowItAll4Fans accounts without looking at the accounts themselves. All I had to do was help him let go of those inhibitions and fears that had been instilled inside of him, and soon he was giving in to his lust – a lust that Mogan would confirm as he felt the big bulge in his former bully’s pants.
Given the torment he was subjecting his college bro to, it wasn’t enough for Me to just help him accept his sexuality though. I made sure that he would never want to displease Mogan again – for his new Sir’s pleasure was now his pleasure. And he would do anything to sexually please his Sir.
And while that sometimes meant sucking Mogan’s dick, it often meant being fucked on video for all their fans to see. Yep, Justin had gone from calling My buddy a pornslut to becoming a total slut for the camera himself.
Though they’d go on to fuck often and make some cash as they did, it was always Mogan’s money to control (that is, the portion that didn’t go to Coach for helping Mogan become a camwhore in the first place, as I continued to hypnotize both the young men). And Justin loved having his new Sir control everything. It felt so right to give in and become a horny bottom pig to the Alpha.
And as Mogan came all over Justin’s smooth body, it marked the newly out gay as his property – and nothing had ever made Justin feel so happy.
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.
Sully and Keaton were jealous of a couple of guys across the hall, Dash and Orion. They were never shy about being seen going to the showers or anything like that. Sure, it seemed like they only got into college based on sports scholarships because it certainly wasn’t academics, but their carefree attitudes appealed to Sully and Keaton, who were both on the nerdier side and always felt like they were trying so hard to fit in – during the few times their harsh academic schedules allowed a break.
What they didn’t know was that their beach-loving buddies were only so carefree because they had each gone through My fitdimwit training program, dumbing down as they stroked for Coach, before being paired together. Both had made excellent subjects and soon they would often stroke each other into trance for more of Coach’s hypnosis to dumb down.
I decided to skip past the individual training and told the young twinks what worked best – stroking each other as they listened to Coach’s voice. “Come on, Coach, you really expect us to jerk each other off?”
It’s the first step in learning to let right go of what others think, instead left so carefree and left so simple. And I know I am right that this is what you both have been left wanting deep down, because I see those dicks have already been left standing up. So go ahead, boys, and stroke for Coach.
Soon I was instructing the young men on how they two would now be dumb jocks. What I didn’t expect was how instructing the boys to think with their dicks would make Keaton crave dick so much – for his inner jock loving to sexually submit.
Soon Keaton was being fucked by his Alpha buddy, and I had him continue his tranced stroking and training even as he was fucked so that I could enhance this submissive nature. We needed a guy like him on the team… though I’d still have him focus on improving his body, he would become a team manager. And what he would be managing would be the team’s sexual needs. Both of them loved letting go more and more. They did not realize just how dumb they were getting, or how much they would love it. Sully and Keaton would soon be going to the registrar’s office and changing courses. Any dreams of big careers simply involved too much work, and what good is that in this short life? Isn’t it better to just be simple? Of course they both agreed… being simple is best.
After a few more sessions in their dorm room, I invited all four guys to the locker room to meet up. One quick phrase was all it took to get them to slip out of their clothes and begin stroking into a deep trance for Me. As usual, Dash and Orion found it easiest to go into trance stroking each other, but I soon had them mixing up in different pairs so that the idea of all being on one team would build in their heads.
Each stroke reinforced that it was best to just think with their dicks. After all, thinking is hard. Their dicks are hard. Why not just think with their dicks? Fuck it felt so good. And though Sully had never been much for sports before, he soon found himself becoming one of the star athletes on the team.
As for Keaton’s place? He soon found it, down on his knees. To think with his dick meant to crave dick more than anything else, and he knew that leaving his teammates satisfied would give him more pleasure than anything else. He jerked and sucked off his teammates until they are all ready to explode at the same time.
As their climaxes approached, he sat down and awaited for their cum – his mouth open ready to swallow as much of it as he could. All of them were dumb jocks, but Keaton also had become a total cum pig, loving to serve all his fellow fitdimwits.
Cass wasn’t sure what he had been clicking on. He had simply been searching porn, but this – this was confusing. What were all the flashing images? Why did the music sound more strange than normal porn music? But he couldn’t take his eyes off, and soon he was slowly stroking his cock.
I loved when fresh meat stumbled across my recruitment program….
…but the only way to know for sure it worked is if they followed the instructions at the end to come to me. Then there he was, waiting on my steps. I knew he was another recruit from my programming – anyone else would have just left a note. But he waited… even if he wasn’t sure why. He simply felt compelled to come. And he felt so safe as I invited him in.
As soon as I said that trigger though, he was out – and my programming began. As usual, I had him start by showing me his goods – how muscled he was, and how big or not he was. I wasn’t disappointed.
As he became more comfortable, I had him take off the rest of his clothes – programming his mind as he mindlessly stroked his cock. When he would wake, that initial look of confusion would soon be replaced a, “Hello Master. What can I do for you?” Yet another hypnoslave to do my bidding, and I was definitely going to make good use of him.
And so it continued until I awoke the sexy young stud, now a horny fitdimwit ready to show off for Me. “Yo Coach! I’m gonna book a gig down at the strip joint. Wanna see my moves?” The lad stood up and buttoned his jeans back up, only to begin undoing them again – this time sexily dancing as he did.
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The above is fantasy, but 
The above is fantasy, but 
And while this may be a fantasy, the sexy jocks can be seen further getting it on 
