The HypnoMindShiftr

Jake tried to focus on studying but his roommate would not stop talking about how hot it was within their dorm. Eventually all Jake could focus on was the heat so he quickly stripped down to his briefs. Now his roommate won’t stop talking about how he needs a hole to fuck.

It always happened at 6:30. Brock would receive a call and a deep voice would say “MASTER IS HOME”. As if on autopilot, Brock would stop doing what he was doing and strip naked. Then he would get into position and wait for his Master to arrive home so he could happily serve him.

JT felt amazing. His head felt empty as his 2 teammates slowly stroked his cock as their Coach looked on.

An hour ago, JT was a journalist investigating reports of Coach Johnson hypnotizing his players and whoring them out but now none of that matters. He was now the newest player on Coach’s Team.

Logan and his roommates thought it was strange when their Psych TA showed up at their apartment. It was even stranger when he snapped his fingers and said showtime but then everything made sense. They instantly got to work making out with one another for their TA’s enjoyment.

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Bryce was so deep in trance that he couldn’t think and just had to obey his therapist’s every command. He needed to strip naked. He needed to kneel. He needed to suck his cock. He needed to swallow his load. He needed to bring more jocks to him to become his obedient toys.

“That’s right my toy. Just relax and let go. Let me take total control.”

Jayson had no resistance left. For the last week, his roommate had been hypnotizing him and turning him into just a toy. All he has to do now is listen, obey, and accept his new role in life as a bottom.

“Showtime, my good jockboy!”

The instant Ty read the message from his Coach, he could feel his mind shut off and his conditioning activate. He was no longer the cocky star wrestler but instead a mindless obedient jock to who wanted nothing else but to make his Coach cum.

As Blake started his daily post workout photo shoot, he thought how lucky he was to have been chosen by Coach to become one of his mindfucked gym slaves. He no longer had to think or make decisions. He just had to obey, grow, and recruit others into Coach’s muscle growth cult.

Blake and Logan had no idea why everyone was staring and laughing at them. There was nothing funny about 2 jocks holding hands, taking a walk with their asses out for all to see, and holding a sign that told everyone that they are hypnotized play things of the Psych Department.

Detective Johnson knew at any moment that the suspect would break. All he had to do was fuck the information out of him.

The Detective did not know that he was under the suspect’s hypnotic control and was fucking his partner’s tight hole as the suspect recorded the whole thing.

The last thing Jake remembered was getting into an uber after a night of drinking. He had no idea why he was naked, horny, and hard. Just then his uber driver came back with a camera and gave him permission to jerk off. Jake nodded, smiled into the camera, and started to stroke.

Blake was playing a strange fan-made game that contained a bunch of spirals and hypnotic imagery on his live stream. Before he knew it, he was almost naked and fingering his hole. He was instantly banned from Twitch but he didn’t care. He could always stream on OnlyFans now.

“Strip, my jock toy!”

Blake heard his Coach’s command and instantly started to remove his Team uniform. After 4 years of following his Coach’s orders on the field, he found he couldn’t disobey his Coach off the field too. He needed to obey him. He needed to be his obedient toy.

“Be a good player and FLEX!”

Logan and Jake raised their arms in unison and started to flex. In fact, they had no choice but to obey. The helmets they were currently wearing were designed to keep its wearer in a trance state where they would obey every command given to them.

The owner of Club Mesmer watched as a Detective Johnson slowly pushed down his briefs to reveal his locked cock. Little did the Detective know that he had been hypnotized by the owner over 3 months ago and now works every weekend as a nude bartender and hole for the customers.

Jake’s confrontation with his Boss went differently than he expected. He expected to blackmail him into giving him a promotion but instead he got dicknotized by his Boss’s massive cock and turned into just another mindless cumslut who was eager to obey his Boss’s every commands.

Detective Johnson couldn’t believe that he was currently questioning one of Mr. Mesmer’s bodyguards. According to the strange 3rd man in the room, all he had to do was strip naked and lick the bodyguard’s pits clean and then the information would be his. He quickly got to work.

Every Friday night, Brock’s mind shuts off and his programming kicks in. He drives to his college football Coach’s house, strips down to his underwear, kneels, and proceeds to watch his former Coach’s cock swing back and forth until he is given permission to worship it.

Logan thought it was weird when his roommate started to suggest that he should become a nudist but after a week of constantly hearing his roommate suggest it, he decided to try it and loved it. Now, his roommate is constantly suggesting he should become his obedient slave.

Detective Johnson didn’t know why he was nude.
He didn’t know why he was hard and horny.
He didn’t know why he was fucking his partner’s tight hole.
All he knew was that he was just a POLE and according to Mr. Mesmer, POLES fuck HOLES, so that is what he must do.

Luke couldn’t help but smile as he watched his once twig like body expand with muscle. He tried to think about how the Himbofication pills worked but he was finding it hard to think all. Then he realized that he was a Himbo and that Himbos don’t think, they serve and obey.

Everyday at 5:30, Blake walked to the window, pulled down his pants, and waited for his Master to return. He didn’t care who saw his rock hard cock or perfect pecs. All that mattered to him was that his Master would enjoy seeing his slave’s hot body once he arrived home.

Logan was so horny that he had to stroke. He moaned as he shot a huge load over his muscled abs. As he opened his eyes, he was shocked to see all his friends watching him. Even more shocking was that the hypnotist he insulted last week standing there with a smile on his face.

Every night before bed, Jace would play a hypno file to help him focus in class. Little did he know that his roommate would change the file each night to one that would turn him into the perfect himbo doll. Now, Jace could care less about school. All that matters is looking hot.

Ever since Logan’s roommate introduced him to Coach Ken, the former med student found any thoughts in his head that weren’t about lifting, flexing, or looking hot slowly draining from his mind after each workout. Now he just lifts, flexes, and OBEY his Coach like a good toy.

The moment Brock put on the thong, it activated the final post hypnotic trigger and his transformation was complete. He was now just a toy to be played with. He had no thoughts or desires of his own. His only purpose is to OBEY and play with anyone his Master command him to.

Jace’s cock twitched as he snapped his most recent progress pic. Ever since he started listening to a mysterious hypno file he found online, his priorities majorly changed. He quit school and joined the gym. He no longer had to think. All he had to do was OBEY and lift.

Lieutenant Johnson felt the plug in his ass vibrate as he looked on as his fellow soldiers were captured and lead into the reeducation tents. His cock hardened as he remembered how good it felt to undergo reeducation and become a mindless sex toy for his former enemies.

Blake was lost before finding the Leader. He use to think he knew best for himself but after spending a few days at the Leader’s compound, he learned how wrong he was. The Leader taught him that he was never meant to think. He was meant to GROW AND OBEY the Leader’s commands.