A gay muscle night club, but if your not a gay muscle jock when you walk in the hypnotic beats will fix that right up
I am posting this because I just remembered, I used to be smart. I used to be a 3.8 GPA in high school. And I was in college for…uh…biology, that’s it biology. Then when I was in the library some football guys started talking to me and one of them injected me with something.
When I woke up I was in the locker room talking to coach to join the team. I’ve been obsessed with muscles, and football. I had no control over myself, I changed my major to sports health, my grades were slipping but I stayed in because of a football scholarship the coach got for me. It’s been weeks and I just got control over myself please I have to warn people and post this before…uh….before….the game? Huhuh that’s right the game, but I’m all swole and strong so is everyone so we are gonna win! We are BEASTS! Huhuhuh
Man, stevens acting strange. I know I fucked up. But why is he so nice to me? And why the fuck is he giving me this new sneakers? I thought he would never speak to me again after I broke his computer with his bachelor thesis. I should try them out now? Why? Well better do it before he gets angry.
Ohh, they fit perfectly but I fe-feeel kinda… dizzy…. the shoes are… glowing? What is… what is… woah… why is it so hot here? I feel like I melt…. Better take off my hoodie…. man, have I always been so ripped? No, no, Im changing. Thats… thats not… normal, isn’t it? Why is steven smiling? *moan* Oh, it feels sooooo good! Im getting so…. hard! My abs… my arms… my ass… and my… my… *moan* Cock! Now my clothes change too? Steven is speaking to me… yeah… Jocks always wear sports gear… yeah im a good… hard… jock… Yes… im his jock… im his slave… I obey master… Im his!
“Oh boy. Yes, I had been angry after you broke my PC. I had been furious. All my work on mind control clothing gone! To still pass I had to make an practical experiment. Im glade you were available to test my thesis. You have broken my computer and now I have broken your mind. There is nothing left inside you, isn’t it?” *moan* “yes… master… Im empty, I… I… I! *moan* Obey!” “Good boy, now give me a little show. Cum all over yourself. Wait, keep the shoes clean! Maybe I need another test subject!”
The only thing I look forward to anymore is going to the gym. Not even
drinking is good anymore. I hate being hungover because it means I have
less energy for the gym. It might even keep me from going to the gym.
That’s not likely though because I need to go to the gym. I need to
learn more about muscles and going to the gym. I need to change my life
and become a dumb jock because thinking is stupid. I hate thinking.
Thinking gets you nowhere. Talking smart gets you nowhere. Smart is
just thinking too much about thinking. Thinking too much about anything
is bad. It is actually bad for you. Being smart is bad for you. It’s
like an illness. You shouldn’t celebrate being smart, you should
actively work to cure it. When someone is smart around you, you should
feel bad for them that they have to be smart. It’s a sickness, being
smart. The only cure is going to the gym. Changing your focus. Maybe
even your career. Become a personal trainer maybe. Your whole life
should focus on this. You’re a fighter, right? You can beat smart. Start going to the gym today, if you don’t
already. If you do already, go more. If you go as much as you can, go
HARDER. Go BEAST. Get fucking ripped. Just yesterday I came in the
shower feeling how big my traps have gotten. I want them to get
bigger. I want people to comment on my fucking muscles, not my smarts.
I want to say the word gym in almost every sentence, or muscle. I can
do this. You can too.
Just focusin on muscles now. Check out my delts bro. Fuckin rounded. Check out my bis. Flexin all the time. I wear basketball shorts 24/7/365 now. Ripped abs and obliques bro. Always carryin around my gym bag. New focus, new life. Time to take a selfie bro. All that shit about bein smart, fuck it. Just do like me bro. Get ripped. This time next year I’ll be fuckin huge. Get up, have a shake, go to the gym. Go to work. I’ll be a personal fuckin trainer. Helpin other bros get muscles. I’ll be known as the BroMaker hahaha. Bro of Bros. But that wont stop me from my own quest. More fuckin muscle. More fuckin gear. I’m kind of a sneakerhead ya know. Always loved lookin at sneakers, but never got a lot for myself. Now my collection is growin. I get comments all the time. Nice sneaks. Cool kicks. Wow those are bright. Wow those look fast. Old friends fallin behind. Cant keep up with me bro. Im going too fuckin fast. Youre all spinnin around cuz U got smarts still in ur brains. Get rid of em. Go bro. Go bro. Be bro. Let go. Be bro. Dont think. Just do. Be bro.
Ugggh dude… you gotta help me! Never been this hairy, feel so strange. Can’t think….bro…what? hehehe But I used 2 b smart, I mean I am smart. Me so hairy. Y?
Joél was looking through some freshly opened second-hand shop in his city. All the clothes there were relativ cheap but also strange looking. They all had such strange sounding names like “jockificator” or “mind-bender”. He was about to leave the shop when he lied eye on a cap. It was way cooler than all the other stuff there, so Joél immediately brought it. All the way back home, Joél was eager to try it newest purchase but he waited till he was home. As he put the cap on he unfortunately missed the little text that marked this cap as an MindTec.inc “BrainBurner”. Unaware of the hats true properties he put it on his head and ended his former live right there, because once the hat made contact with Joéls head the BrainBurner turned itself backwards and pushed tendrils into the poor boys head. In just a few seconds the hat erased every part of jowl except the need to workout and to fuck. With a blank stare, an open mouth and completely horny the former body of joél was ready to jump on the next best person. He will begin a life filled with sex and sport until MindTec will activate the Hat again to call all new boys home.
*New Message* Yo bro what up? Wanna cume over? I want a personal workout w/ U. U kno what I mean 😛
*What is wrong with you man? Im not gay! Also I don’t have time right now I have to buy new clothes for the family meet-up*
*New Message* Sry bro. Maybe we could talk about this later? Here please look at this. Maybe it could make you see it from my PoV? *Spiral.GIF*
“okay that was strange? Why was he talking so strange? And that Spiral Picture he send me is definitely broken, just some random colors and swirls. I need to clear his mind later.
Now back to the clothes. I need a new… I need a new… Sh…? Shirt? Yes I need a new shirt! That spiral/GIF/Thingie gave me a headache. Its hard to concentrate.
So, what do we have? Lame, lame, boring. Man none of these are showing my abs! And they all have sleeves, how should I show my guns when I wear sleeves?
What am I even wearing? Boring plain shirt with fucking sleeves and ugly jeans. What is going on? I need to change, rn!
Ahhhh…. Sweatpants. Much better now. Now, what shows my muscles the best way? A white tank top? Like all the other bros on the team?”
*New Message* Hope U feel better now? BeCume a horny jocky meatheed! This should finish the change SexSlaveSpiral.GIF
“woah, thats… thats even… better! *moan* Man! so hot here! Why should I hide my body ever! Thats so fucking hard *moan* IM!… Im so fucking hard! Bro did this to me! But I don’t care. The Spiral makes my so hard. Maybe If I look at it a little longer… *moan* *grunting* thats… thats it! *moan* I gonna cum! Like bro said! ahhhh… FUCK! *cums*
*pants* that… was FUCK! amazing… I need to cume to master! But Spiral feels soooo good! Just a quick look!
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