Woof.

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Woof.
Muscle growth transformation sequence..
Transformation into huge, hairy muscle bull. ;) Commission for Davy!
Tick tock watch my cock
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Watch it sway and you must obey
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Tick tock watch my cock
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Watch it sway and you must obey
For all the good boys who wanted to see more of Master Nimbus
Going through my whole queue before tomorrow.
If you wanna stay in contact with me if my blog gets deleted DM me and I’ll send you a Discord or Kik friend request. Going to log off in protest tomorrow so if you don’t hear from me past then assume my blog is gone.
Sleepy big boy. Let’s change big to enormous 💪
#hashtags! #muscle #growth #flex #bicep #ink #tats #tiredface
Join the party bro.
“You’re next bro! That beer you drank is gonna make you one of us!”
“No way. I’m not a bro, I’m skinny and nerdy. I don’t even wanna be like you guys…bro. Fuck bro, where did that come from”
“You’re becoming a dumb jock bro, like us. It’s so awesome bro, just gonna lift and drink and fuck each other”
“Fuck yeah bro! Fuckin muscles already growin! They feel so good and my cock feels big as fuck!”
#TheBearJeff
Relax. Let your mind drift and focus only on my words. It feels good to listen to me, it makes you feel calm, relaxed, safe… My words are like a warm blanket that covers your mind, and it feels so good to let them flow through you. You want this to last forever. My voice is the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard and you would do anything to hear it again. My voice talking to you will make you feel happiness and love. You love me because I make you feel so good, because I take you to this place where everything is right. You love me, and because you love me, you give yourself to me completely, without any doubt or resistance. Every word I say becomes true in your mind, you believe them without question, because you trust me with all your heart. You think what I tell you to think. You want what I tell you to want. You are what I tell you to be. Every instruction my voice gives you, no matter what, you obey, and obeying gives you so much pleasure you will ache for being given an order, so you can carry it and feel the joy of obeying me. Your greatest desire, the most powerful drive in your life, is to see me happy and content. You live to satisfy me, and nothing will make you happier than serving me. Your body lives to serve me as well. Your body wants me, more intensely that you’ve wanted anyone in your life. I am the only focus of your sexual drive now. You want to serve me physically, sexually, in any way I want, and my pleasure satisfies you more than your own. You’re a reflection of me, and so my pleasure will reflect on your mind, more powerful and intense that anything your body can make you feel. You will wake up when I count down to one, and your mind will accept this as truth, as your only reality. Five… four… three… two…one. Welcome to your new life. Good boy
Read and be Careful
Please be careful of this guy he goes by many different names Brian Tomasio, Hypnosiscoach4u, charmedwolf, and Hypnocoach. These are also just the names I have heard of him going by there may be more please do be carful of this pathetic psycho.
Paul got his latest conquest into the hotel room. Paul removed most of his clothes while the new guy had his shirt off when The Hypnotist interrupted them.
“What the fuck?” the new guy said. He noticed how placid Paul became as Paul stared at the Hypnotist.
“Paul is just following his programming.” The Hypnotist explained as he made eye contact with the new guy. “Find an easily suggestible guy and bring him here. He found you and as you stare into my eyes, you find yourself growing relaxed just like him.”
The new guy stopped removing his pants and stared into The Hypnotist’s eyes and relaxed.
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“Dude, it worked! The Himbro Oil worked! Fuck, I’m so horny.”
Derick chuckled as he finished texting his friend Tom, and took a selfie in the bathroom mirror, still in awe at his own reflection. The once skinny nerd that had been relegated to supporting his father, a businessman working at the conglomerate Somnus, at boring galas and fundraisers, was now a much more muscled model.
All it took was some insider information from Tom, the son of another businessman, Henry Carter, an investor for the same conglomerate, Somnus. The corporation had apparently been working on a line of oils, exclusive to Lyonesse, and Derick was lucky enough to get a sample of one, The Himbro Oil, before it was even announced.
“Woah, you look hot as fuck! How does it feel?”
“Feels great man”
Derick texted back. He smiling as he flexed a bicep. His hand quickly went back to adjusting his crotch, the last dregs of transformation still continuing as his six inch cock expanded still slowly expanded to seven, pre-cum dripping from the head.
“I bet it was worth it though ;) wish I could’ve been there to see you cum”
Another text came up from Tom. Derick chuckled to himself, though he was slightly confused. His newfound confidence made him only somewhat surprised Tom was hitting on him now, after all, with his new body, he figured a lot of guys would want to fuck him.
His constant lessons on public relations, business, investments and the list of important people to his father and the family were still all up there. He could feel his mind had slowed down still, but he was so happy to still be so surprisingly smart.
But most of all he was confused because he didn’t come at all, the transformation felt great, but he didn’t feel anything like that.
“Haha what are you talking about? I thought you said I didn’t have to cum?”
Derick felt a tugging at his cock, looking down and adjusting it again, feeling that his member was still lengthening slowly as it got to a solid eight inches by now and the pre cum was beginning to stain his shorts.
“Oh yeah about that…well I’ll let you see”
“What the fuck?” muttered Derick. He looked down at the text message, surprised as he could feel a sudden heat welling up inside of him. As he tried to type out his response, he suddenly couldn’t as his already erect cock grew even harder, rubbing against his shorts as it formed a clear outline. “Oh fuck.” Derick, looked at his cock throbbing with a mind of its own, almost pushing out as much pre-cum as possible as it could, his expanding dick now drooling.
“Dude help! It won’t stop!”
Derick quickly managed to text back and got a quick response.
“Sorry Derick but I had to help test the oil on someone”
Derick glared at his phone.
“This isn’t funny man, just tell me how to stop it!”
He couldn’t believe what was happening, his cock continued to throb and as Derick tried to keep his hands away.
“Sorry there’s nothing I can do. Just cum and get it over with, the logner oyu do’nt, the dubmer yl’uol get”
Derick began reading the text but started to narrow his eyes, the last few words looked garbled and as he stared at them, that’s when he realised he couldn’t read anymore. He was growing dumber!
Panic set in, but it suddenly faded as quickly as it came when one of Derick’s hands automatically squeezed his cock, eliciting a moan from his thickening lips as Derick could begin to feel his fingers stretching again.
The transformation was coming back and in full force, even though he didn’t know what the text was saying, he got the idea why some guy would be texting him, to see his hot body of course!
He turned his cap, taking another selfie just as his cock throbbed, head finding friction against his shorts and rubbing against it.
Derick sent the new image and frowned.
“This cap doesn’t work,” he murmured, throwing it away and not even caring about anything but how his body was looking, the torso began to shift and change as Derick stretched, his back beginning to lengthen causing him to grow taller.
One hand wrapped itself around his cock, freeing it from the confines of his shorts, as more pre-cum fell from the head and drip onto the floor, more changes started to occur to Derick’s body.
His hands continued growing, even as he put his phone down, letting both hands wrap themselves around his length, both getting stained with pre-cum and the fingers continuing to grow to better wrap around the increasing girth. The changes soon rushed up to his arms where more hair began to poke through the skin, beginning to turn lighter as his already impressive biceps thickened further.
Even though he could feel himself grow dumber with every passing moment Derick didn’t care. All he wanted to do was to grow, and found his hands edging his growing cock further as if milking every drop of pre cum, until he could get bigger and bigger.
As his back continued to stretch, Derick watched his torso lose any remaining fat, most of it transforming into muscle mass that showed through swelling pecs and the six pack of abs fast developing on his torso.
It took all his willpower to even slow down on stroking his cock to have a hand begin to grasp and caress his own muscles, fingers rubbing over his pecs and nipples. He was just getting closer, and felt the changes continue racing up and down. His ass pushed out further, thighs thickening to the point that his shorts would never be able to fit over them and Derick regretted he didn’t get to experience his ass continue to expand and grow so large that it’d burst his shorts.
All he needed to do now was come and with both hands quickly stroking his cock, he closed his eyes, head tipping back as the final changes began to set in. Hairs continued to grow around his chiselled jaw, lighter than ever before as his own hair grew, slicked back slightly and now a clear blonde. His facial features began to shift, arranging on a thinner face, as cheekbones grew more prominent, his lips thickened slightly and his eyes grew lighter but looked somewhat glazed over.
Derick continued stroking, groaning so loud that his neighbours could probably hear him, and it was all the more worth it as all his sensations reached continued to crescendo and suddenly, he climaxed.
He had never come so much and so repeatedly in his life, counting at least five orgasms before losing count as come continued to shoot out of his enlarged cock, spraying all over the bathroom counter top.
The absolute bliss he felt caused incoherent gasps and groans to emanate from him as he gripped onto the towel rack, trying his best to keep upright. After minutes, the climax had only just ended, the afterglow still in effect and Derick felt it wasn’t going away anytime soon.
The once smart son of a businessman spent more minutes catching himself admiring his new body and cock in between cleaning up all his come out of the bathroom and trying to find some good clothes. The sounds of text notifications coming through punctuated the process and finally when he had finished, showered and changed, Derick looked at his phone.
He still couldn’t understand anything he was reading and didn’t care too. Whatever his friend wanted, he knew just the right way to respond.
Derick took one last photo of himself, cockily admiring his new body and a living testament to how great the products of his father’s workplace really were. He knew his friend would be pleased.
The Himbro Oil was a perfect success.
He was a hypnotist once. And a good one, too. He had just the right tone, just the right cadence, just the right choice of words and phrasing to send anyone he wanted into an obedient, erotic trance. “My cock is so hypnotic,” he would tell them softly, as their eyes dulled into vacant complacency and they watched the tip of his penis sway and bob gently with arousal. “The more you stare at it, the less you think.” He always liked that particular line of patter. It was sexy and mesmerizing, smoothing away his latest subject’s thoughts as they focused more and more on his throbbing, pulsing shaft.
He understands now just how dangerous it was to keep repeating that. Over and over, to so many drowsy, empty-headed subjects as they stared at his cock and drooled in mindless arousal. He always knew they were focused on him. It was always so easy to whisper to them, and hear them repeat his words back to him in a vacant monotone. “Your cock is my world,” they would intone, their voice a drone of thoughtless bliss as they struggled to keep their heavy eyes open just a few minutes longer. “I don’t want to think about anything else.” It was so beautiful. He could brainwash them like this for hours, and often did.
But the thing about trance is, it works both ways. He guided his subjects into a state of absolute focus, lulling their conscious minds into a mesmerized state where their brains could only hold one thought at a time and he guided them to the exact thought he wanted them to think. “My mind is so full of your cock. Fucking my will into docile compliance.” But he never realized that he was just as focused as they were. He was focused on hypnotizing them. Every single time with the same hypnotic focus, the same line of inexorable reasoning that led them into helpless fixation on his cock.
He never imagined that anyone would use that same chain of logic to bind his mind the same way he bound his subjects. He never thought that someone would find him mesmerizing one of his helpless fucktoys and creep up on him while his attention was focused so perfectly, so deeply on sending them further into his cocktrance. He never dreamed that they would begin to speak to him softly and calmly. “It’s so true. Your cock is so hypnotic. The more you stare at it… the less you think.”
It didn’t take long at all for his resistance to crumble. How could he resist? He’d spent hours in perfect rapport with his subjects, filling their mind with the immovable belief that his cock was the perfect, overwhelming hypnotic focus. He never realized he was programming himself just as perfectly, not until he heard the voice in his ears and his stare slid helplessly down to his throbbing, bobbing, twitching erection. His eyes locked onto it within seconds. His mind faded away as soon as he saw his own penis. And his new controller guided him back onto the bed with the ease of a stable master walking a tired horse into the barn.
He was a hypnotist once. He had so much power, so much skill. But now, all he can do is gaze helplessly at his own penis, his heavy eyes lost in vacant complacency as his new owner guides him through all the mantras he once used so well. He thought he was a master, but he understands now that he’s simply been conditioning himself all this time to surrender. As he stares, his hand drifting up to lightly tease himself deeper into trance, he knows he can never escape.
He was a good hypnotist. Perhaps too good.
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