On a journey to become the perfect muscle ken
Boy for @hypnomuscle.bsky.social
He was no longer the best tist around, now just an empty statue for someone's pleasure. Cursed into a trace forever, holding a book as a constant reminder of what he used to be.
From cocky dom to a dumb pup.
He was no longer the best tist around, now just an empty statue for someone's pleasure. Cursed into a trace forever, holding a book as a constant reminder of what he used to be.
From cocky dom to a dumb pup.
He felt his whole body turn rigid with a look on his face mixed with fear and pleasure.
But no one could see it. All they could see from the outside was a wide eyed dumb pup.
"Who's top dog now boy? You submitted so easily to me, Good Boy."
He felt his whole body turn rigid with a look on his face mixed with fear and pleasure.
But no one could see it. All they could see from the outside was a wide eyed dumb pup.
"Who's top dog now boy? You submitted so easily to me, Good Boy."
He blinked then awoke dressed not in his clothes but as a preppy puppy.
He tried to protest but he could only bark.
"Keep barking Boy but no one will hear you. No one comes looking for a dumb mutt. Now smile"
He blinked then awoke dressed not in his clothes but as a preppy puppy.
He tried to protest but he could only bark.
"Keep barking Boy but no one will hear you. No one comes looking for a dumb mutt. Now smile"
His head emptied...
And his wind was awash with pleasure...
"Woof!"
"There's a Good Boy. Now Boy look at your phone and follow the instructions I give you like a GOOD BOY."
He tried to look away but he failed.
His head emptied...
And his wind was awash with pleasure...
"Woof!"
"There's a Good Boy. Now Boy look at your phone and follow the instructions I give you like a GOOD BOY."
He tried to look away but he failed.
"Good Boy."
The words made his cock twitch. What was happening! This was the wrong way round, he usually took boys under with his words.
But his silky smooth hypnotic voice kept pulling him down.
"Good Boy."
The words made his cock twitch. What was happening! This was the wrong way round, he usually took boys under with his words.
But his silky smooth hypnotic voice kept pulling him down.
Words became harder...
His mind foggier...
"What's wrong boy?" He heard from a now distant voice.
Boy? He wasn't a boy, he was a powerful hypnotist.
Words became harder...
His mind foggier...
"What's wrong boy?" He heard from a now distant voice.
Boy? He wasn't a boy, he was a powerful hypnotist.
He used to brag on sites and servers about how he could take anyone down and send them into hypnotic bliss.
That was until he saw a message pop up from @hypnomuscle.bsky.social...
He used to brag on sites and servers about how he could take anyone down and send them into hypnotic bliss.
That was until he saw a message pop up from @hypnomuscle.bsky.social...