lixpex:

It’s great being the neighborhood bodybuilder. Every kid in the neighborhood comes over to his garage on Saturdays to learn all about weight training, and he’s happy to share his knowledge. No, there’s no funny business – get your mind out of the gutter. He just wants to get them started off right with their muscle journeys, that’s all – to be the kind of muscle mentor he wishes he’d had back when he was a fat kid.

And he sure is getting them started off right! With the special supplements he’s been giving them, they’re all going to be buff muscle gods by the time they’re 18. But he won’t fool around with them even then – he just takes fatherly pride in watching them grow.

maledollmaker:

River viiperi

Dude: “Uh yes I’m callin about your head band?”

Operator: “oh yes our sweat absorber 2000?”

“Uh yeah but once I put it on I feel kinda fuckin weird”

The operator didn’t say anything just some subtle tones started playing from the phone, acting as a supplement to his changes

His muscles bulged, his pants ripped apart into a pair of speedos, his brains got sucked into the headband as he laughed
“Huhuhuh what the fuck am I doin? I need to hit the gym bro!”

Now this guys body is exactly how I wanna look, muscles but not ridiculous body builder type muscles, tough, covered in sweat from his workout, no need to hide his body, no reason to wear a shirt, I wanted to do a story but I can’t think of one, but this dude is who I want my future to look like

Finally he just gave up, plopped on the ground and starts to weakly rub his new masters shoes. They were originally two guys who had just become friends through a college class. Dave (blue shirt) had come out in high school but kept his shoe fetish to himself. Dean (black shirt) was still in the closet and had no interest in show stuff. But over the last few weeks Dave had been putting some subtle hypnotic suggestions to Dean. Finally he trigger the post hypnotic suggestions one day while they were at the park. Sure Dean had fought but he ultimately lost and fell to the ground in submission. Thinking of all the things he could do to his masters shoes, with his permission of course

These two were total gamer nerds who had made the mistake of joining “the tough guys” group on steam. It seemed to be for nerds who put on tough personas from being action heroes in their shooter games or whatever. So they joined. But it was actually an undercover page for the compound to find some new recruits.

After making friends and playing multiplayer modes with several of the groups admins, the they were convinced to get in touch with them over Skype. And that was all the admins (recruiters) needed to start putting in some hypnotic suggestions. These two guys started feeling like the tough guys they were pretending to be.

After several months they were willing to meet the admins in person. They hadn’t noticed the subtle changes that had been happening. Once they met up they got into the recruiters cars and were brought to the compound. Their families were informed of their location and they couldn’t be happier that their sons were getting a “better life” and all that.

Now here they are, months into their stay and they’ve made great progress. Pretty soon the coaches will be satisfied with their brainwashing enough to let them become recruiters themselves.

As for you, think twice about who you talk to, the compound is growing and has agents everywhere.

The two of them have identical bright dopey smiles and lean swimmers bodies. It had only been a couple of weeks ago when they were awkward lonely exchange students but after they were caught staring at the swim team during a practice, well that’s all it took. The team was bothered by the “foreign fags” and convinced their coach to do something about it. Now they are American jock boys and they couldn’t be happier