musclelover4826:

yodawgthuglife:

Backward cap, shades, fave tank.
Baller shorts, protein shake, Nike Air Max.
Passenger in his own car, driving somewhere, mildly confused.

“Hey… uh, where’d you say we were goin again? How come I feel so fuckin’ weird…”

“Don’t worry bro. It’s all for the best. Just relax.”

“The… fuck? Did you drug me?”

“Just relax bro…”

Compelled. Muscles relax. Muscles shift. Muscles smiles.

“Some of your old self is still hangin on. What’s your name, bro? Tell me your name.”

Greg. It was Gr – “Muscles,” he said.

The driver laughed, barked, almost. “Hahaha bro, that’s just a nickname. Not your real name. What’s your real name?”

Greg! It was – “Muscles,” he said again, thickly. A vacant, dumb grin sprouted helplessly over his mouth.

“One more time, bro… try again.”

Gr – “Muscles, Muscles, Muscles!” He said, triumphantly, and flexed a double bicep pose like a flourish.

“Well, if you say so. Dumbass.”

Muscles nodded, and laughed, a low, dumb sound. “We goin’ to gym?”

“Yup, gym.”

Muscles liked the sound of that.

One of my faves

musclelover4826:

egregiouserr:

He snapped the photo and sent it to his master. He spit the green chew toy out of his mouth and reached back to pull the tail plug out, but he couldn’t get a good hold on it. He looked back over his shoulder, reached up to grab the tail, but failed again. His eyes widened in fear as he realized his hand wasn’t working properly. His fingers were curled under his palm and almost seemed like… ‘no, it couldn’t be’… paws? Why did he have paws? He glanced back at his tail, and already his ass was shaking in puppy bliss. When he looked down, he spotted his chew toy. He snatched it up and moved into the bedroom to find a good place to play.

Reposted for a friend, he knows who he is 😉

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musclelover4826:

jesse-bro:

“How long will it take for the agent to start affecting them?”

“It should only take about ten, twenty minutes top. It’ll slowly shut down the parts of their brains that are unnecessary, the ones that handle math, spelling, until they’re dumb as animals. I also added a little symptom that makes them crave conformity; soon they’ll be rocking the bro uniform. Basketball shorts, Nikes, and nothing else.”

“That’s devious. How are you administering it, anyway?”

“I slipped it into the gatorade. The more they drink, the dumber they’ll get. Just a bottle’s worth is enough to make them forget their names.”

“Wait, what?! I drank half a jug? Wh- uuuuh- huh”

“Haha it’s okay dude. You just wanna be one of the bros, right?”

“Huuuuuh. Wha- yea. Sorry, yea. Bros! Haha lemme get some bros!!!”

“Yeah, you little dummy.”

Of course part of the conformity also involves trying to recruit more bros as well

I’m a fairly average college student. One of my fantasies is to meet a Frat guy who takes a liking to me. He starts to take me under his wing. In the process he dumbs me down, reshape body, and molds my mind the way he wants it. I come out of the process a completely preppy frat boy who only wears button down shirts and is dumbed down significantly.

musclelover4826:

harvzilla:

It’s always a turn on to imagine talking, and the words coming out of your mouth not being yours. The language your speaking is no longer something you would say, where before you would say Hello, now you say Alright or Yo or just Brah. To be mentally reprogrammed is easy with enough time, enough exposure and just a redirection of your focus on who you think you want to be. What looks cool, what you dream about growing into, and who you admire. And a mysterious stranger coming out of nowhere and leading you step by step into the lifestyle they have planned out for you is an easy thing to lose yourself in. Right now as you think of this fantasy, that frat guy is already in your head, scratching away at the old you, trying so hard to put you on the right track, the track of impressing him, of pleasing him. Becoming his lil bro is easy if you just let go of who you were, and become who he wants you to be. And the you you’re becoming doesnt need that big brain, he needs big muscles, a smile and an ability to obey everything your big bro says.

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This is a fantasy of mine too

playernumber37:

Its all good bro… the gear i loaned u is startin to change u up now, even while ur sleapin… my Abercrombie tshirt on ur skinny body, my arm around ur head… just relax an let it happen bro. Your gonna be Nu just like me. Your big bro. And doin what I tell ya just seems so natural huh? Man, we r gonna have some fun as bros… ull see. Dont need smarts to be my lil bro, just a need for more gear and the gym bro. Youll see. Life is better with me.

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