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malebodyexhibit · 1 year

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Fear in a Handful of Lust (a Next Door Boy tale)

My gym buddy and I make extra money on the side being guinea pigs for the Next Door Boy agency. We don’t do any of that weird shit other guys do. We had self respect, unlike my former roommate. He was one of those talent gigolos before I decided I had enough of hearing him having loud anal sex with men. He had sold out his body to some gay guy who whored him around. He was his normal self during the day, but seeing him balls deep in ass changed my view of him. He tried to reassure me that he set up a system blah blah blah.

I didn’t want to listen to him. But NDB does pay good money for test subjects. My gym buddy and I got the implants to test out some features. The scientists reassured us we weren’t going to be possessed. They were just going to test some brain chemistry.

Maybe that chemistry is what’s making my friend so horny. He’s been touchy all day. Now he’s rubbing his crouch in my face. The thin layer of fabric prevented me from feeling his silky smooth cock on my lips, but not from taking in a whiff of his musk. The strong sweaty odor caught in my throat. My hat tipped and fell as his erect cock snagged on the bill. I reached out to catch it, but instead caught the inner thigh of his leg. He lowered himself steadily onto my lap. We sat there, me cradling his full cheeks in my hands as he brought his face toward my own.

“What are you doing?” I asked him. He pulled my chin toward his mouth. Our timid kisses were accompanied by the rough sandpaper friction of our beards. As I pulled away, my lower face burning, I said, “I don’t think this is normal.”

“It isn’t,” he said. “All I can think of is riding your cock.” His hands went down toward his gym shorts in an effort to pull them down. He wanted me to fuck his hole, here, in the gym with others watching. I tried to stammer something. I wanted to bring us to our senses, but thankfully it stopped.

It was like a switch in our brain flicked off. The moment of desperate arousal faded and we stared at each other. His hand had pulled his shorts off a few inches. His ass crack started to peek out from his jock strap. A stain of precum darkened my groin where he had grinded his body onto me. We pulled away and decided to end for the day. We avoided the stares from other patrons and went to our separate homes.

Occasionally, I find myself becoming turned on by the men around me. I start flirting and had on one occasion dropped to my knees in a plea to suck cock. Drool dribbled from the corners of my mouth as I imagined the stench of unwashed cock pounding my throat. It wasn’t until I ran into my old roommate that I got a moment of satiation. The man possessing him worked my mouth and had my tongue working the shaft. He shot cum in my mouth. I swallowed it eagerly. I tried stroking myself to completion, but he stopped my hand and had me on my stomach. He plunged a finger in my hole and eased it open. Soon I knew my anus was easily taking two fingers, then three. The intensity was too much and I shot my load in the air. It orgasm caused me to clenched shut and he slowly pried his fingers out my tightening hole.

And just like that my lust eased into nothing. I embarrassedly dressed myself and fled back to my home. The next day, I begged NBD to remove their implants from me. They tried to reassure me that it wasn’t the fault of the implant, but I persisted and they agreed.

Since then, I hadn’t had the urge to suck cock, but when I can no longer help myself, I start fingering myself. I have too much self respect to crawl to another man for relief, but this lust is becoming a handful.

#possession #male mental change #straight to gay #gay male story #male body exhibit #a next door boy tale #next door boy #gym #bro #male hypnosis #mental change

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jackstockhypno · 5 months

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Become A Muscle Nerd Hypnosis

No knowledge is too obscure--whether that is muscle building knowledge (that you put to excellent use!),

or your favorite nerd media.

• Become stronger-- work out more and eat better

• Become more intelligent--learn about muscle building

• Muscle building

• Intelligence increase

• Tabletop games

• Comics and superheroes

• Science fiction

• Pop culture and cult classics

• Math and sciences

• Books

Through the power of hypnosis, we increase your intelligence, making you better and better.

No matter what kind of nerdy stuff you're into, you will be embracing it totally and completely.

https://TransformHypnosis.com

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captainmalewriter · 8 months

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The Long Game

I sat in the passenger seat of the car as I waited for my new boyfriend Steven to come back from the gas station. He came back after a couple of minutes and hopped into the driver's seat. I couldn't help but smile like a ninny as my handsome boyfriend jumped back behind the wheel. It was truly a happy moment for me, but I knew something that could make it even better!

"Hey babe?" I started. He turned to me with big puppy eyes, practically begging me to give him more of my attention. "It's kinda hot in here... Do you wanna take off your shirt? I bet you'll feel better!"

"You're right, my love, hold on a sec..."

I watched with a wide grin as he got out of the car and took off his shirt. He then got back in, now shirtless and body on full display.

"Hey babe? Have you been hitting the gym a lot lately? You're looking swole as fuck right now... do you wanna show off?"

Steven smirked, then proceeded to flex his muscular arms right in front of me. I had a clear view to the gun show and I was loving it!

It was crazy to think that it was only three short months ago Steven was dating my sister. We first met after she brought him to a family barbecue. I knew from the first time I laid eyes on him that I wanted him for myself.

And so, I got to work. Everytime I saw him, I made sure to leave subtle yet powerful subliminal messaging for him. I knew how to use my words and I knew how people worked on a psychological level. Put those things together, and I was a natural at hypnotizing others. I made sure to keep my hypnotic work on the downlow so nobody would notice what I was doing or that Steven was slowly but surely changing as he fell under my spell.

Hey Steven, wanna go work out with me?

Hey Steven, wanna go to the pool with me?

Hey bro, wanna spend more time with me?

Hey bro, wanna share a bed with me?

Hey, do you think you like boys too?

Hey, wanna go on a date?

Hey babe, wanna have some fun tonight?

I used phrases and questions like the ones above to lure him in. I had to make sure he kept his decision making power while I merely suggested things to him. That way, he wouldn't even notice he was falling under my hypnotic words! I also made sure to spread out my suggestions throughout a long period of time (about five months) before I started making real progress on my goal. What can I say, the power of suggestion was a waiting game, but it was a game I was a professional at!

It took a while but surely enough, I noticed the desired changes in Steven. As I went deeper with the hypnosis, Steven became much more comfortable with me. He became playful with how physically affectionate he was. Of course, because I was the one who became his object of desires, I was always showered by his shameless display of affection. Kinda like a puppy, but it was just the way I liked him.

At the final stage of hypnosis, he finally broke up with my sister and was incredibly ecstatic when I asked if he wanted to go out with me. His pupils had become incredibly dilated due to the hypnosis, but that'll go away with time. I'll also slowly stop suggesting things once he's fully settled in the role I gave him. It'll probably take another month or two. But in the meantime, we'll continue being the best, most-in-love boyfriends this world has ever seen!

"Hey babe, wanna make out in the back seats?"

"Of course, my love, I'd love that."

#male hypnosis #male mind control #straight to gay #boyfriends #personality change #caption

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coachs-locker-room · 11 months

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Would love to be taken and brainwashed in the college gym by and into a dumb country Football frat jock bro!

Now that you mention it, there was a request for an exchange programme a few days ago that I never got around to finding a candidate for. You might have wandered into this locker room to find a position on a team or bulk up mass and leave your old life behind, but now that you mention it, I think a fresh start will do you the world of good. Not everyone gets the chance to start a new life in the country!

Take a seat in my office while I go and collect these forms for you to sign. I'm sure I won't be too long, but I'll leave this short introduction video playing for you on my screen in the meanwhile. I'm not sure about the quality, there seems to be a bit of static in the audio and glitching images if you watch too closely...

Don't worry about needing to pack your bags -- if you just sign... here, and here.. yep, there we go -- there will be a whole uniform of gear waiting for you when you arrive.

I've also gone ahead and entered your new measurements, personality and preferences for your accommodation. Plus, as I am good friends with the Coach of your new team, he'll be sending me updates on your progress along the way.

Within just a few short weeks of sunshine and intense coaching practice, I bet that you'll even forget that you had the option to come back!

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Fantastic Hypnosis gif (and more!) by @itsmaster-emmeron

#tf ask box #himbofication #tf story #locker room tf #jockification

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misctf · 8 months

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Tim took a deep breath as he wiped some sweat off his face with his shirt, making sure to show off his toned abdomen. A good run always helped him work up a sweat. And even better- the cute single girl that lived in the townhouse across from him had just gotten home and he wanted to give her a little show. They had spoken a few times and Tim was feeling good about his chances.

“Hey.” He said, motioning with his hand and giving her his signature smirk. Girls could barely resist it and he was good at playing the long game. Something his older brother taught him well. Give a few smirks, show off a little. It was only a matter of time before she caved. But until then, he could wait. He gave one final nod before he headed back inside his apartment, where he tossed his shoes to the side and started to head towards his room.

“Hey Mike!” He called out, awaiting the response of his roommate.

No response. Tim frowned- must’ve missed him. Mike probably left for home. And Tim couldn’t blame him. He had a lot going on anyway, even if things were getting better. It started about six months prior when Mike came out- shocking nearly everyone who knew him, especially Tim. Suddenly, Mike was a different person- no more gaming, going to sporting event, or bro talk- it was like his friend disappeared overnight. And the worst was his boyfriend, Jeremy. They apparently met at the gym and the guy was incredibly overbearing. So when Jeremy went back to his family home for the month, Tim was relieved. Especially when Mike started acting like his old self. And when Mike asked Tim for advice about breaking up with Jeremy, he was more than happy to help.

“Alright, gotta get a shower in, I smell ripe.” Tim mumbled pulling off his shirt.

“I think you actually smell good.” Tim jumped at the higher pitched voice that came from behind him. He turned around quickly, his eyes narrowing at none other than Jeremy, “Woah dude,” Jeremy mocked, “if looks could kill.” He teased.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Tim asked angrily, “And what the fuck are you wearing?” Tim was disgusted, looking at the nearly naked Jeremy. Yet he continued to stare, his eyes drawn to the jockstrap that covered the man’s package.

“Oh I didn’t come here for Michael.” Jeremy sighed, “I wanted to speak to you actually.” Tim raised an eyebrow, “The breakup hurt, was a real shame honestly. But I guess Michael was stronger than I thought.” Jeremy smirked, “Eyes up here BTW.”

“I don’t have anything to say to you.” Tim replied, blushing, unable to stop staring. Jeremy chuckled.

“I know you helped Michael overcome my influence.” Jeremy his voice lowered, “He’s strong willed, part of the reason I was so into him. But I thought my hypnosis was enough at the time.” The dark haired man reflected.

“What are you talking about? You sound insane.” Jeremy sauntered over to Tim, who tried to take a step back but couldn’t move.

“When I saw him in the gym that day, his muscles bulging and all sweaty, I just... wow.” Tim’s eyes widened as Jeremy reached his hand out, gently caressing his cheek. He wanted to punch the freak, but couldn’t move, “And I knew I had to make him mine. And damn Tim I was good. I nearly had him, but he resisted. And then I left for vacation and all he had was you.” He spat.

“You bastard... You fucking hypnotized him? What even...”

“But Timmy.” Jeremy cut him off, “I realized something. When I look at you, feel you, I...” His hand moved across Tim’s chest.

“I’m not falling for any of your BS hypnosis bro. I’m not gonna be your new boyfriend.” Jeremy replied confidently. And for a second, he felt the hold over him break and he pushed Jeremy away.

Jeremy smiled, “Oh Timmy, I don’t need a boyfriend right now.” Tim was confused and it was evident on his face, “Don’t flatter yourself.” He chuckled, “I think I need some time for myself.”

“So then... what the fuck do you want?” Tim forced out. He was feeling hotter, sweat running down his chest and back.

Jeremy smiled, “Well, let me show you!” He walked towards the closet, shaking his ass with each step- something Tim couldn’t help but stare at, “You see, I can’t have Michael and I accept that. But break ups are hard. And honestly...” Tim watched as Jeremy pulled out a dog mask from behind the bed. From what he could tell, it was black and grey, likely made of shiny rubber, “I’ve always wanted a pup.”

“Fuck no, get that shit away from me.” Tim tried to move, but again found his body unable to move, his eyes fixated on the mask.

“These masks have been in my family for generations actually. I picked it up before I came back from vacay.” Jeremy said, now inches away from Tim, “I’ve only seen them in action a few times.” He frowned as he caressed Tim’s cheek, “It’s such a shame. If only I saw you first at the gym that day, maybe we would’ve been great together. I’ll miss seeing this handsome face.” And before Tim could get a word of protest in, Jeremy forced the mask over Tim’s face, pulling it into position.

At that moment Tim felt a burning sensation all across his face wherever the mask was touching. He let out a yelp of pain and his hands shot to his face, attempting to pull and tug at the mask. Jeremy stepped back and watched as Tim fell to his knees, desperately pulling at the mask that covered him. But no matter how hard Tim pulled, the mask wouldn’t budge. He was barely aware that the remainder of his clothes were burning away, leaving him naked. He looked up at Jeremy with tears in his eyes.

“Get this fucking thing off me!” Tim cried out. He tried to get his hands up underneath the hood, but to his horror, it was like the edge of the mask had fused with the skin of his neck. There was nowhere to pull it off, “What is this shit?!” He pulled at the snout and let out a yelp of pain. It felt almost like he was tugging at his own skin. He only confirmed his theory when he went to pull at the ears and felt a similar pain.

“Timmy, I’d stop doing that if I were you, looks painful.” Jeremy chuckled, watching as Tim continued pulling, “Ah that’s right. Tim stop pulling at your face.” Jeremy commanded, and much to Tim’s horror, he felt his arms fall to his sides. He looked up at the dark haired man, tears falling from his eyes, “As you can see, the mask has certain... qualities. All good pups are obedient, right Timmy?” Tim nodded slowly, “But the thing is, Michael told me a lot about you while we were dating. And I think in reality, this role will suit you very well.”

“What the fuck does that mean?” Tim breathed out, still staring up at Jeremy.

Jeremy smirked, “You’ve always been a follower.”

His voice was firm and Tim felt something wash over him. A strange feeling that made him nod slowly. A follower? What could that even mean? He always felt like a leader- captain of his lacrosse team in high school, president of several clubs in college, and now was leading a team at his investment job. Was he actually a follower? Maybe he always listened to his parents and was easily swayed by his peers at times, but a follower seemed a bit extreme, right?

Jeremy cleared his voice, “You’ve always done what you think is expected of you.”

Tim shuddered. His accomplishments, his success and leadership roles- all those things were just what other people expected of him. His teachers, his family, his friends, his boss. All expecting him to do things, be something. He remembered his dad always telling him that he needed to go into business to make an honest living. His mom had encouraged him to eat healthy and stay in shape. His older brother always pushing him in sports and giving him tips on how to pick up girls. And why? Why did they do it? And... did he actually want these things?

“The more you think about it, the more you realize you’ve never wanted anything for yourself, only ever wanting to be guided.”

Tim looked down at his naked form. He was always taking in input from others, always modeling his interests and pursuits on what others suggested or pushed him towards. Who was he exactly? A stereotype. A straight jock who majored in business who lusted after women. But he was happy, wasn’t he? Did he even want to be someone else? And even if this wasn’t him or who he wanted to be, he was still successful, he still had friends, he was setting himself up nicely for a good future. He was making them proud, and that gave him a sense of accomplishment. And being told what to do was helpful. It made life easy- everything was so simple when his life was planned.

Jeremy smirked as he watched two arm bands materialize around Tim’s toned arms, “That’s another thing Timmy, when’d you start shaving your body hair?”

Tim looked up at Jeremy, forced to answer the question, “When Mike and I first started working out, I was impressed by how clean shaven he is. In the locker room. It looked good.” Tim admitted, “And I thought, I’d look good like that too. And Mike encouraged me.” He looked down immediately, a feeling of shame washing over him, “All the men in my family are hairy though, they say that’s how real men should be. My brother thinks I looked like a sissy.”

Jeremy nodded, “Grow out your body hair, all good pups are furry.”

And with that Tim let out a moan as an unbearable itchy sensation coursed across his abdomen and chest. Dark hairs began to sprout from his skin, covering his chest, abdomen, arms, legs, and back. His pits filled in with more hair as well, intensifying the smell from his run earlier that day. He looked down at himself, unable to speak. He was so hairy now, more so than his older brother. Maybe even rivaling his dad. He shuddered- wasn’t this okay though? How he should be? This was how it was meant to be for him- just a follower listening and obeying.

“Also, the mask is about 6 years old. That makes you 42 in human years since ya know, dog mask.”

Tim moaned again as he felt a new feeling wash over his 24-year old body. He watched as a firm layer of fat covered his once toned abdomen. His arms and legs were no exception as more fat built up, covering his previously toned muscles. The impact of aging didn’t stop there. Tim felt a new tiredness wash over him and a mild pain in some of his joints. His skin lost its youthful glow and he felt more hair sprout from his chest and abdomen. He was closer in age to his dad now and older than his brother. His older brother... no longer older... Tim smiled, he’d never be called squirt again or bullied by his bro.

“Timmy, I wanted to ask you. Why did you help Michael end it with me?”

Tim shook his head, “You were too overbearing, I wanted my bro back.” Even his voice sounded deeper, more gravely.

“Hmmm... It was because you were jealous. Because deep down you actually had feelings for him, in fact you’ve always wanted to be with men. You’ve only pretended to be straight.”

And Tim felt the wind get knocked out of him. He felt more tears form in his eyes. It was true- all those late night talks with Mike, trying to get closer to him. Staring at him in the locker room, at his beautiful glistening muscles. The way his biceps curled when he lifted, the bulging of his triceps and pecs. The way he smiled and paid attention to him. More thoughts of men crossed through Tim’s mind and he felt his interest in women disappearing- even the girl from across the street. It was true- his family, even Mike, would have never accepted him if he was gay. But now... now he didn’t have to worry. Because Jeremy accepted him... And with that, Tim felt a warmth build up within him and he felt his dick grow erect as he thought more about Mike and the things he wished his friend would do to him.

“No boy, you need to learn to be obedient. No getting hard unless I tell you.”

And suddenly a metal cage wrapped itself around Tim’s erect member. Tim howled as his dick softened and shrunk, losing more inches until his once impressive member was 2 inches soft and maybe 3 hard, if Jeremy ever gave him permission. As the cage sealed itself, a jock strap formed around it. Tim continued to breath heavily, a small whimper coming from his mouth. He was so small now, the pleasure so intense. But he couldn’t do anything about it but accept it. He was a good boy after all.

“Take all that love for Michael and I want you to focus it on me and me alone.”

The pleasure from his dick dwarfed the mental pleasure that erupted within his mind. Tim’s pupils dilated as he looked up at Jeremy, an intense love for the man standing in front of him radiated through his mind. Jeremy was perfect in every way- so handsome and so caring. The way he smiled, the way his body looked in the dim light of the room. There was never a more perfect man that Tim had the pleasure of seeing. And he would do anything for Jeremy. Anything at all. The thought of Mike was now just a distant memory. He tried to push himself to stand so he could hug Jeremy, but found that he was unable to stay steady on his own two feet, always falling back to all-fours.

“And you love me because I keep you well fed.”

“Because you keep me well fed!” Tim replied as his gut pushed out further, now hanging over his jockstrap. Whenever he moved now, his gut would jiggle. A leather harness materialized and wrapped snuggly around his shoulders and chest.

“And because I gave you that mask.” Jeremy continued.

“Recause rou rave re rat rask!” Tim raised an eyebrow. His words sounded different. It was hard to get them out, his tongue felt heavy, “Ry roice? Hard ro ralk! Wruff!” Try as he might, his words wouldn’t leave his tongue.

Jeremy smiled, “Because dumb pups don’t talk because they aren’t thinking too hard.”

And Tim’s eyes widened, before becoming half-lidded. Jeremy was right, always right. So smart. Insightful. He had enough intelligence for the both of them. And he could feel his intelligence draining- years of education locked away. The English language lost to him. Why would he need to think or speak intelligently? He wasn’t supposed to think. Just follow and obey.

“And because I gave you your new name.”

“Wruff wruff!” Tim barked, shaking his butt in the air.

Jeremy smiled, “I think I’ll call you Titan. How does that sound boy?”

Titan looked up with his big eyes, filled with lust and longing, “Bark!” A collar materialized around his neck, tightening until it became fully secured. A lock appeared, securing his new accessory in place. And finally, the name Titan engraved itself into his new collar. He leapt up, hands balanced on Jeremy’s shoulders as he nuzzled into his neck.

“Woah boy! Ha-ha you stink.” Jeremy chuckled, and Titan plopped down to all fours again. Jeremy scratched behind his new pup’s ear and grinned, “Oh Tim, if only you could see yourself now. Definitely an upgrade over Mike.” Titan tilted his head to the side, “You’re going to be my good boy forever.”

Six months had passed since that day and Jeremy yawned as he picked up the newspaper from outside. He chuckled as he read another headline about Tim and his odd disappearance. Not a sight, no leads, nothing. As he walked back inside his apartment, he smirked. There was Titan, his good boy looking up at him and whimpering. His hands up as he begged for a treat.

“Ha-ha damn you’re eager. I’m already drained from earlier this morning.” Jeremy chuckled. Titan whimpered, his eyes filled with lust. And Jeremy looked down at the paper and frowned. They would never know what happened to Tim- hell by this time there’d barely be anything left of Tim anyway. As he looked at his dumb, hairy, horny creation, Jeremy felt new resolve, “Well boy, I ought to take good care you, shouldn’t I?” A mischievous grin formed on his lips. And as he pulled down his pants to expose his erect member, Titan couldn’t help but be the happiest pup in the world.

#male transformation #male tf #age progression #mental change #straight to gay #pup transformation

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fredwkong · 8 months

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Navigation and Links

A pinned post for getting around my blog more easily.

External links:

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@fredwmain - This is where I reblog tf stories, post follower submissions, and chat "out of character." Non-tf asks will only be answered at fredwmain

Series in chronological order:

Asks * Follower Wishes * FWK Vacations * The Genie * Djinni's Gym * Costume House * Himbo Maker * Virgo Season * Mu Upsilon Sigma * The 1000 Cards * Alphaworld

Important Tags:

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If a tag is missing (or a post is missing some tags) send me an ask or message with links to relevant posts so I can keep this post up to date.

#ooc post #link list #not a story #all fwkong

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the-masculine-alpha · 1 year

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Hypno Bodybuilder Cash Slave

You'll not only serve me financially but you will help me enslave all your buff gym bros, one bodybuilder at a time. After few weeks of intense hypnosis, I will make all of you quit gym forever and use that time to earn extra cash for myself. You'll sell your car, clothes, everything you owned as a free straight man and promptly transfer the money into my account, including your plush suburban house. You'll move into a small apartment which you'll obvious share with 6 other guys, who are enslaved ATM's just like yourself. "Yes Master" the cocky bodybuilder replied with a blank expression on his face, completely docile and subservient to his cash Master.

#hypnosis #cash master #dominated slave #cash sub #bd/sm slave #financial dominance #mind control

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soul-controller · 2 years

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PHTF - Levi Conely, Aaron Miller, Max Taylor

Although I know that Max Taylor is most certainly not the most attractive man between the three of them, I can’t deny that there’s something about him that’s immensely appealing to me. Not only is the man a clear nerd from his tattoos and constant anime references, but his sizable mane of curly ginger hair is oddly attractive to me when paired to his mustache. As such, I’m going to immediately choose to possess Max Taylor and live my ginger fantasy.

Given how often my timeline is filled with Levi Conely’s “big-brained” tweets, I think he’s the most in need of some hypnotic suggestion. A hunky model like him doesn’t need to use his brain that severely, so I’ll hypnotize him into becoming a total himbo who is too focused on his gym gains to worry about international issues. Instead, he’ll use that minimized mental focus to further grow his physique and get more income via his OnlyFans and modeling gigs. But while he’s off living his own life and pretending to be a straight model who loves to gaybait, Levi will secretly be funneling his profits to me and helping me make important connections that will help me turn Max into a rich and business-savvy man who can afford a lavish lifestyle.

With Aaron Miller, I’m going to have him secretly do some recon by turning him into Levi’s newest girlfriend. By keeping Levi nearby, Aaron can keep me up to date about Levi’s behaviors and actions to make sure that the hypnosis is still in effect. On top of that, I couldn’t help but feel like Aaron is making up for something with his intense attempts to appear “masc” with his weekly rap freestyles and hangout sessions with other douchy fitness bros. As such, I think Aaron is the perfect candidate to see things from a female perspective so he doesn’t need to worry about making up for something that he may feel like he’s lacking…

#PHTF Game #asks

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mrrharper · 2 months

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Gym Bro

'ey bruh, you wanna join me in he gym, dude? we're gonna do arms today bro, the best day huhuhuhuh

like what you see brah? ya get these guns in the gym bro, come on dude

huhuhuhuh, dawg, i've no fuckin' clue what you're saying bro

what investigation bro?

nah, dude, nice one bro, am a PT at Steelworks Gym dude, always have been

what? uhhh, yeah bruh, got some gear in the duffel, but ya know bro, a dude's gonna reek after a good liftin' bro

nah man, you must've, like, some shit mixed up bro, cause I ain't that dude you're talkin' bout bruh

huhuhuhuhuh dawg, now you're just makin' shit up dude

bro... yer kinda freaking me out dude... like, who's that agent dude you're talkin' bout bro?

ehm, dude, you're, like, super tense or something, like, maybe ya wanna talk to the Owner bro? he's like a great dude, you, like, relax when you talk with him and he even---

'ey, bro, i got this, like, sick Under Armour muscle tee, as part of my, ya know, sponsorship deal

nah bro, we were, like, talking bout the gym dude, and I'm like, dude, you gotta get some of they new UA gear, they will be sellin' it next month bro, but i can get ya some earlier

huhuhuhuh, you're a funny bro, dude, when we come to the gym, i'll talk to the Owner and get ya some discounts or shit for yer new gym membership bro

yeah bruh, you gotta join my gym bro, we gotta be gym bros together bro, the Owner will be real happy i'm getting new bros to the gym, i'm tellin' ya

hell yeah dude, come on bro

gotta get ya to the Owner dawg, he'll take care of ya

#gym bro #bro #gym bro hypnosis

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highscorehimbo · 6 months

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Listen to those files your Coach gave you, bro.

They have even given to you so you can transform into what you are meant to be. Do as those files command.

Flex. Be dumber. With each rep in the gym, let yourself sink further.

Donas your Coach tells you to and you will know happiness like never before

#himbo #gay #lgbtqia #bro #jock #gym #dumber #himbro #hypnosis #motivation

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justanotherniky · 3 months

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hypnosis mic as stray kids songs ☆

Well, yes, because it was necessary, and the brain worms are worming. Stray Kids have something for everyone, HypMic included~

for Buster Bros!!!: 3RACHA

or pretty much any 3Racha song, to be honest. I've said it before and I'll say it again: 3Racha are so Buster Bros coded it's insane. Responsible father figure eldest brother, gym bro middle child, neurodivergent genius little brother??? Hello??? @/3racha do a cosplay some day please

for MAD TRIGGER CREW: FREEZE

mostly for the vibes!!! MTC was probably the hardest one to come up with because I'm always at a loss at what actually fits them best outside of,,, jazzy mafia dudes. The brain worms also proposed Muddy Water and maybe Victory Song?

for Fling Posse: Airplane

and they were definitely the easiest ones. Actually the ones that jumpstarted this entire post today. Airplane just has Fling Posse vibes. Honourable mention to CHILL as well, and to be honest to most of the MAXIDENT album, because it just screams Fling Posse all over the place.

for Matenro: Silent Cry

ah, Matenro. The bane of my existence. (jk I love them) Just. Honestly. All of SKZ's sad songs. I hereby dedicate Alien, VOLCANO, Phobia, and so much more to my favourite angsty bois. (yes I'm a Han Jisung stan, couldn't you tell?)

for Bad Ass Temple: Thunderous

OBVIOUSLY. Nothing but the best for my kings. Kuko would slay Changbin's part and that is final!!!

for Dotsuitare Honpo: CIRCUS

my clown bois. My silly dudes. They're my everything and they get a special silly masterpiece. I also considered CHEESE, simply because the whole "laugh in your haters' face" seems like a very Sasara thing to do.

And that's it for today. Do give my boys SKZ a listen if you don't know them already because they deserve the world and also they're the silliest most talented most adorable human beings ever. 3RACHA AS BUSTER BROS FOR THE WIN

#hypnosis mic #hypmic #stray kids #3racha #hypnosis microphone #song recs #anime #kpop

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im-here-too-i-guess · 1 year

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Yo, I've been playing this really cool ass game called pokemon Insurgence and it is fucking amazing.

Of course I chose dark mode, normal mod not hard though but STILL. THE PLOT BRO.

I like it.

SO far I've had two playthroughs, the first one stopped short at Zenith while the second beat his ass.

Not with a few tries though, the reason is most probably about how I literally haven't got a full team. My pokemon are literally only Delta Charizard, Delta Gardevoir, Milotic, and Mew.

Another thing, I feel like every gym leader and cult leader would have beef with me for it. Cause I've kept Alexander (my Delta Charizard) as the only one on that team until I got Luther (Delta Gardevoir)

And I've just, been going through the game with just those two until I got to Maelstrom(?) 9. That's where I got Mbumba (Milotic), and I've spent hours fishing for that bad boy.

And it. Paid the fuck off.

He was INDESPENSIBLE for Zenith, his Aqua Ring was a hella good investment man, that and he was mega evolved too so yea.

Mew came in clutch with Hypnosis and Dream eater though. That Groudon has never been that easy to beat yet.

So yea.

Just a kid going around with not even a full team beating experienced trainers through sheer spite, potions, revives, and mega evolution.

#pokemon insurgence #not gonna lie I might make some drafts about this game #ajfsfjkskssdjk #I can't art thouh

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meatheadosis-sf · 2 years

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This post on Fetlife (by MindsGarden) gave a great explanation of the mechanics of how your brain works, and how that applies to both hypnosis and conditioning: https://fetlife.com/users/5263397/posts/8328573

For those of you who aren't on there, I'm going to post a couple excerpts here - because in the jock hypno community, there's a common misunderstanding that those two are the same process. That a trance by itself, or a handful of them over several months, can brainwash you into becoming a gym rat/bodybuilder/jock/bro/bull permanently. I highly recommend reading his whole post. All of his posts, for that matter.

"The purpose of our brain is, at its most fundamental, to enable us to make better decisions about how to interact with our environment. It does this in several steps. First, through taking in sensory data and turning that raw data into our personal reality. Then, comparing that reality to our values, desires, wants, and needs in order to help us understand our experiences in relation to those tent-poles of our sense of self. Then, storing those experiences as memories so that we can use them as points of comparison when we face similar situations in the future. It does all of this with one, very simple tool - the act of connecting one thing to another. It chooses what to connect to what, and which connections to then reinforce and which to destroy once they've served their purpose. By connecting - for instance - the sight of a red-hot heating element to the memory of the pain of touching one like that in the past, our brains can keep us from making the same mistakes over and over again.

The final thing that our brain does is create and reinforce "heuristics" for us, simple rules of behavior that allow us to make decisions more quickly. These are things like "stop at the red light" or "hold the door for passerby" or "check your pockets for your keys, wallet and cell phone before leaving the house" - stuff you do without a second thought, because you've trained yourself that that's just what you do. The more often and longer we spend reinforcing these heuristics, the harder they are to break. Think of them like super-charged connections in the brain, an Express Lane from Point A to Point B, that gets you there without any of the bumps or stops or layovers (what we otherwise call "thought") that other connections require."

"When you apply hypnosis to heuristics and to the training of new pathways in the brain, to thoughtlessly follow rules, we call that "brainwashing" or "conditioning." It generally does not resemble "traditional" hypnosis because it involves lots of repetition and very few inductions. [emphasis mine] So, it will be something like, "repeat 'my body belongs to Master' as I masturbate every night before bed" and will go on for months at a time, until that act becomes habit and the habit makes that statement ring true in a person's mind. You have to be careful with this, though, because it can be hard to undo. The brain requires time and effort to break connections that themselves took time and effort to form. Make sure you know what you're doing before exploring this element of hypnokink.

A final note of caution: even traditional hypnosis with no intended element of conditioning can become a form of de facto conditioning, if you repeat the same thing often enough for long enough. If you spend every night edging and waiting to be given permission to cum, then even if you aren't specifically looking to lose your ability to cum without permission, that may well happen. Play safe, and be mindful of the ways that all this kinky fun affects you so that you don't wind up in any place that's uncomfortable or injurious for you."

I think I understood this on some level before I read it here, but I like finding new files and I used to tend to listen a few times and then move to the latest shiny file. From what I read and hear, a lot of us do. I think there are two main reasons people get fed up with hypnosis:

1) unrealistic expectations of what actual trances can feel like, leading to the belief you weren't hypnotized and, often, the belief that the hypnotist was no good.

2) listening to a file maybe half a dozen times, or trancing with a particular hypnotist even fewer, before moving on (often ghosting them, which is a dick move and contributes to there being fewer tists out there).

I've known for a long time now that I "need" to find a muscle oriented hypnotist who's willing and able to commit to frequent, regular sessions. Ideally one who can supplement the conditioning with files I enjoy, to reinforce the conditioning, but frequent regular trances is the only crucial factor. There's a hundred reasons I haven't, and don't really expect to (now that I've stopped enjoying D/s play, at least - GreyMuscleBear was great when I was into D/s). I'm going to try to find one very most favorite file, meanwhile, and focus on repetition with that. I pretty much already do that with my favorite four or five... Actually, now that I think about it, no one file can cover everything I want from them, so maybe I'll just focus on those and stop branching out any further.

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