“Hey Coach, we hope you like your present! We didn’t wrap him in much but we figured you wouldn’t mind that!”
Not at all, team. I”ve noticed he hasn’t said much though. Does he have a voice? Should I be signing?“We know you wouldn’t care either way, Coach, but we’ve just had him programmed to arrive already mindlessly obedient.”
Very nice, team. So if I say, ‘Slip down your boxer briefs’…. Nice! He’s already such a good boy.
“Yes, Coach. We had some help programming him from the assistant Coaches. They bound and blindfolded him and edged him for hours to your recordings.
“They said they had to put in earbuds to make sure they didn’t end up mindless too. But Joe overheard some and is even more of a dumb jock!”
I see. And what should I call My gift?
“Whatever you want, Coach! Slave, boy, pup, he’ll be as you wish.”
Good jock. I guess you don’t quite remember your stroke training though, do you, jock?
“Stroke session? What you mean Coach? My thoughts is hazy.”
You wanted me to implant a trigger in you that you would be a dumb jock whenever you wore that singlet. Remember, jock? “What? I ain’t no dummy, Coach!”
Only when wearing your singlet. Don’t worry, jock, you’ll be back to your normal personality and intelligence as soon as you take it all the way off.
“You ain’t making no sense Coach. This is how me always is,”
There are times when Coach realizes his hypnosis trigger worked so well, the other person doesn’t even realize they are triggered. In such cases, it can sometimes be best to play along until Coach can trigger them back to normal.
You’re right, jock. I was confusing you with another guy on the team.
“It’s okay Coach. I get confused by stuffs alls the time.”
Thanks for understanding jock. Something smell good?
“Fuck yeah Coach. Love the smell of my pits after gettin’ all sweaty and stuffs.”
You didn’t wear any deodorant, huh, jock?
“Fuck no, Coach. A meathead like me loves to get ripe and rub our scent on the guys we wrassle with.”
Do the other jocks like that?
“Makes them want to be pinned down by me, if ya know what I’s mean Coach. Damn, just thinkin’ about wrasslin’ is getting me a bit horned up Coach.”
Is that so, jock?
“Yeah Coach, maybe I oughta rip this singlet off so ya can pound me from behind.”
That’s it jock. Just becoming more and more focused with every rep. It just feels so good to become that muscled jockslave. Simply needing to workout for Coach. More submissive with every curl. Simply needing to obey Coach. Growing stronger for Me with every curl. The bigger you get, the more obedient you become. The more obedient you become, the bigger you want to get. Just more and more of a muscletoy for Coach.
Feeling that programming we did at the end of the last workout, kicking in now. That stroke training has been planted deep in that submissive mind, and every rep is helping those suggestions to now become permanent. More and more mindless. More and more muscled. More and more obedient. Just an obedient muscle toy for Coach.
Before we continue with the workout, go ahead and strip off that shirt. That’s right. Just stripping away, just as you have stripped away all resistance with every session. With every stroke, your inhibitions further disappeared. With every stroke, your will power had faded more and more. With every stroke, you were left transforming further into that obedient muscle toy. You rest when needed, but it also feels so good when you do get to lift for Me. It feels so incredible to push for that one more that you know will make Coach happy.
Now go ahead and get those weights on the rack that will help you to push those pecs to grow even more for Me. When you’re ready, position yourself on the bench and feel yourself continuing to focus on your growth. Growing stronger. Growing bigger. Growing more obedient.
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.
“We know you wouldn’t care either way, Coach, but we’ve just had him programmed to arrive already mindlessly obedient.”
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