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Flashback Friday: Saving Energy

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First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here. 

Archie and Kaleb had been some of the top athletes on the college tennis team, but lately they had been dropping the ball – often all too literally.

I wasn’t sure why, but soon I discovered that they were wasting a lot of their energy with horseplay, pranks, and other activities that distracted them from playing their best on the court.
It was time for Me to help them improve their focus and better manage their energy, so they were to attend mandatory training at Coach’s home.

When they showed up for training, I knew I had to keep them separate during their reprogramming, or they would distract each other – so I put them in separate rooms.

I began playing some of my special audio for Kaleb until he was drifting into a nice trance. I quietly exited, and proceeded to enter the bedroom with Archie for some one-on-one training.


You haven’t had enough energy out on the court, so we’re going to try something different. I want you to stroke your cock for coach and feel all that blood coursing through you as you get pumped up – but don’t cum. We’re going to unleash all that energy on the court. I have Kaleb doing the same thing in the other room.

Both of you will find that your unleashed desires will boost your energy on that court, for it’s only win you win a match that you will both be allowed to next orgasm.

For hours, the jocks edged into trance, finding that level where they could be left feeling incredible energy – energy they were not to release until after a win.

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The Contractor

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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.


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Masking Inhibitions

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Coach wanted some special performers for his Halloween party and had just the meathead in mind.

Donovan had his doubts. “Coach, I don’t think I’d feel comfortable showing off in front of all those people. It’s cool to flex for you, Coach, but that’s a whole ‘nother vibe.”

Just be a good boy and put on the mask, Don.

As Donovan complied, all his inhibitions suddenly were released. He began to feel pumped up as he suddenly began flexing for Me.

“Fuck yeah, Coach. I can’t wait to show everyone what a total stud I am now!”

What Donovan couldn’t remember in his conscious mind is that I had already placed the masked on him during some of our sessions.

He’d already bulked up and become such a meathead for Me, and now he would love showing off that muscle to everyone whenever he wore that mask. It was as if the mask would ‘mask’ his inhibitions in such a way that they simply didn’t exist. Every stroke helped him to absorb that deep into his subconscious.

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Fetching the Good Boy Inside

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His shirt might have said Fitch, but deep down, Caleb wanted to fetch. He was often way too serious and plagued with anxiety, and he yearned for nothing more to let go.

Nothing symbolized that to him more than the growing pup scene he had so far only seen in online videos. He was envious of those that could let go so much that they could forget all about their human life, even if just for a bit. It was a state of mind he had trouble getting to on his own, so he turned to Me for help.

I began to relax him, though he was reluctant to close his eyes. Those big eyes simply remained so focused on Me as I spoke, even as his mind began to let go to my voice. He did begin to respond to light suggestions, stripping away inhibitions as he began to strip off his clothes.



It was as he began to move the last item of clothing that all the suggestions finally began to truly sink in. His face first went completely blank – even more blank than before.

Then that blank susceptibility turned into a true trance as he drifted into a deep relaxation, closing his eyes even as his underwear remained half-on.

Being a pup can be instantaneous for some, but some need a bit of groundwork laid out. With the time it took just to get him into trance, Caleb would be a pup that needed that basic desire to grow inside of him first.

I sent him off with some pup files so condition his mind ahead of our next session.


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Flashback Friday: The Longer You Flex

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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? 

“Duh Coach.”

Go ahead and feel just how hard you are, Gabe.

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Another Dumb Himbo

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“Yo, Coach, I’m feeling like such a jock! Loving that I’m starting to get ripped for you. I’ve been curious to try being a dumb jock but I already am just an average student, what if I get too dumb?”

Then we’ll just have to find a way for you to make a living off that body, won’t we, jock?

“I don’t know Coach. I’m usually pretty shy.  But I would love that. There’d be nothing better than just being a total himbo.”

Good boy. Sleep, jock, and strip for me. That’s it, just let go to My voice as you also let go of all that timidness and all those inhibitions.


As you stroke that dick for me now, you feel all of your intelligence draining down into that cock with every stroke.

It just feels so much better to think with your dick. Thinking with your dick feels good. It feels good to put your brain there. And a littler head means less room for all those unimportant things, so just forget more and more about all those subjects you learned in school and everything else until your brain is small enough to fit in your dick.

That’s it, everything is simply draining down now. Resistance is draining away. Inhibitions are draining away. Your intelligence is draining away.


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Flashback Friday: Strip Tease

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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.


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The Himbo Life

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Calvin was ready to let go. Just out of a nasty divorce, he simply wanted to forget all about all the years he’d wasted with a narcissist and wanted to focus on having fun himself.

He did worry the baggage of a bad relationship would keep him from being able to relax and just enjoy simple fun times out on the town, which is part of why he enlisted My help – but it didn’t take much to get Calvin to start relaxing to My voice.

Soon he was stripping down to his briefs and finding a place he could comfortably let go to My suggestions, as I began to strip him of any inhibitions that would keep him from transforming into a new, better version of himself.

After all, a hot body like that should not be wasted, and it was time Calvin realized that for himself.


As soon as the water hits you, you are going to find yourself becoming a total himbo. You will just find that you become much more focused on thinking with that dick. And as you become more aroused, every stroke will help you to shift your brain cells down to your other head.

Calvin’s expression went blank as soon as that water did hit. “Coach, I feel a bit dizzy,” he said, as he braced himself against the shower wall. “My brain feels like it’s washing down.”

It’s just going to your dick, Calvin. Let it happen and enjoy it.

Calvin turned back around, stroking his hung penis in the shower as the water continue to wash over his hairy muscles. Soon, he was giving  in to the suggestions and feeling like a total himbo that would think with his dick from now on.


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