Don't you just wanna be chiseled like my guy Blake here? He was once a fat nobody. Now he looks like this. He could get all the chicks he wants, but my hypnosis made sure the only thing he wants is to let my rich clients destroy those sweet holes of his. But hey. He's happy.

I can do whatever I want once I get my hands on a boy. This one in particular was probably the straightest bro I'd ever met. I took him under my control. Taught him that having cock shoved in your ass is way better than pussy. Just look at how desperate he is now.

Lucas looked at the jockstrap containing his locked up cock. When he signed up for my program he did not think it'd be at the cost of being able to fuck hot chicks. But no problem. I'd fix that as well. As in soon he'd not think of anything but the fat cocks stuffed up his ass.

A perfect specimen. Only thing he's missing is the final parts of his hypnosis that will permanently leave his brain melted and empty. It will make him unable to put on clothes (but why would you need to be able to that anyways with a body like that) and with an insane sex drive.

Sitting in the kitchen he awaits his master to wake up. To serve him fresh hot coffee before bending over letting him fuck his perfect body. To think that there was once a bright engineering major in the head of that body. Now there's just a sex hungry obedient himbo.

Nothing better than for a freshly made boy to feel the tight straps of the jockstrap lift up his ass and the pouch cradle his locked up cock. The garments only purpose being to make him look even more fuckable before he goes on auction to be sold to a master.

Don't worry. This is just Nick. He's doing his daily exercise as ordered by my voice flooding his brain through his AirPods. But don't worry his investor also paid a hefty amount for that "GYATT", so I'm happy you like it.

Tim looked on in horror as his handler filled his ass with lube. Today was one of his "break it or make it tests" better known as the "12-hour gang bang". As soon as I snap my fingers he'll be begging everyone to stuff his lubed hole. Then we'll see how well it handles it.

They used to be best friends. Well they still are. Now they're just fucking hot, horned out and veryyy low on IQ. Look how cute they are. You know what's even cuter? I managed to sync them up, so they always cum at the exact same time. Even if the other is not doing anything!

Gooood boy. Just let your handler train that hole of yours. Your investor wanted you unresisting, well trained and with a hole that new how to please a real man. Give it a couple of weeks and you will focus on nothing but your handlers pleasure.

I love taking in Calvin Klein models as you know. They are already so perfect. The only thing they need is a good round in the hypno chair. You'll know they are completely fried when they drench their pretty briefs with cum. Then their free will is completely gone.

See the emptiness in his eyes? His mind has already accepted the truth: He is no longer in control. As the rubber mask is pulled over his head "he" will cease to exist. The only thing remaining being that beautiful body that I and him crafted together.

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By the time you start realising what is happening it is too late. You've already forgotten your girlfriends name. Or was it your boyfriend? Or? Your master? It's so cute seeing you try to fight the inevitable. I've given you that body. I can just as easily take your mind.

Chad flexed in the mirror as commanded by the hypno he was listening to in his AirPods. Within a couple of weeks he'd be ready. The former nerd's mind replaced with a horny himbo who'd do anything to get bigger and fill his holes with fat cocks and cum.

Look how well trained Nick has become. This is what happens after I've melted down your brain and twisted it to my liking. Look how he dutifully holds his hands on his legs. No resistance as his new owner uses him like the sex toy I've turned him into. His perfect role in life.

Noa had flat out rejected his uniform when I showed him the tiny pink leopard speedo. Unfortunately for him he did not have a say. My client and his investor had decided upon that. A week of hypnosis and he was now unable to wear anything but the tight briefs hiding nothing.

I told you I'd selected the right roles for you boys. Now be a good boy and drink Jake's jar. You looked at the bubbling jar overflowing with your best friend’s cum. Your own cum barely covering the bottom of your jar. I always knew which boys would make the best tops and bottoms.

Fresh boys just arrived at the processing facility. Give it a couple of weeks in the chair and not a single one will remember who they are anymore. Their brains turned into goop. Ripe for reprogramming into perfect obedient and horny himbos, who will do anything for pleasure.

Mike took a pic in the new hotel. He'd wished for a better life. I'd given him that. By gifting him this incredible body and making him ultra obedient he gets to live and be spoiled as the permanent trophy and cum dump of one of my richest clients. Going wherever he goes.

You thought your body was for you? Too bad your headphones tell you to go out every night to service the rich men of the area as their personal plaything and cum dump. You don't remember any of it. You do wake up with cum dribling from every orifice, so you've probably guessed it

The flash hit him as he stepped out of the shower and his mind went blank. My guys were here to pick him up for final prep. In a week my client would come pick up his new sex toy. Designed based on his exact specifications. Without the boy ever knowing that he was being groomed.

The two brothers had both been fat nerds when I found them. I took them under my wing. Trained them into these majestic hunks. Gave them plastic surgery to chiself their faces. Mentally reconfigured them to become dumb, vapid, horny sluts. Perfect for sale on the black market.

The three boys had been best of friends. So it would have been so sad to break them up. Instead I turned them into these hotties, who'd work on a travelling live porn show. Jack in the middle would on a daily basis have the two other boys core him out and fill him with cum.

Imagine that Lucas used to be a twink. Thin as a twig with no muscles. Now look at him. Perfected to become a greek god. I'll keep him around as a perfect trophy. A testament to what I can do with the human body. He'll exist purely as an object in one of my many mansions.

He fell to his knees on the beach in his perfect new body. What he had always wanted. As the hypno visor drowned his field of view with his final trigger and his mind was permanently reprogrammed into one of the many boy toys I had to service customers at the luxury resort.

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There's this specific Greek island were I pick up a couple of British lads every summer. They mysteriously "dissappear" only to appear at one of my sex resorts. Hunked out with delicious bodies, tiny speedos, no memory of their former life and an insane libido.

You'd wanted big muscles. This twink had a fat bank account and wanted a new sex toy. So he paid for you to be turned into just that. You thought you were gonna score girls with you new body... Yet here you are eating twink ass as if that was the only purpose you had in life.

His body glistened from the oil as he prepared to go on stage. I had spent months perfecting this one getting his fat percentage as far down as I could. He would sell for a hefty amount at the auction. Especially after my clients would see his anal and oral abilities.

Enslaved by the process Nick could do nothing but perfect himself for me. Get better for me. Become that perfect braindead horny himbo, who just wants other people to use his new beautiful body more than anything else.

The two best friends did everything together. So of course when one of them came to me wanting a great body I had to make his buddy do it as well. Couldn't break them up. That would be cruel. Now they get to be sexy boy toys together. How nice is that huh?

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You came to me thinking you were gonna be making all the demands. You'd "evidence" and you were gonna "call the police". Well that was until I cored out your head. No brain means you can take my cock even deeper when I skull fuck you. No person left behind those empty eyes.

A summer on my "farm" and you'll be looking like this. Amazing what intense outdoor exercise can do for months on end. I'll also make sure you get your turn in the barn with the other "cows" making "milk". By the end of this you'll be begging for those horse dildos to make "milk"

I love it when the football coach texts me: "I've got another one ready for shipment". Of course the public will be told he got injured and will never see him on the field again. He has been reserved for my special brainwashing program. He'll be sucking cock on a yacht in no time

I've told you before and I'll tell you again. Ballet dancers are such an underestimated himbo segment. Look at Roberto here. I picked him up from the Royal Ballet just last week. A few more weeks of hypnosis and the only dancing he'll be doing is private lap dances.

Strapped in the teeny tiniest piece of swimwear I can find. See that's how I like my brainwashed boys! Why hide all those delicious muscles that I helped them gain? Why make it hard to access their very best asset, which is the ass I've sculpted and carved out to swallow cock.

It is as if god himself sculpted his body. Well almost. I sculpted his body and chiseled his face from the fat nerd that he was. He now serves my most premium clientele. Completely empty headed and with only one thought in his mind: Continuing to be perfect for my clients

Some trophy boy's minds completely break under the weight of the hypnosis and they turn into frivolous sex addicted boy toys. Like Sam here. His master finds him on his knees begging to suck him off everyday when he comes home. If it's too much I'll just completely mind wipe him.

"Fuck bro. Please stop." Jake and Zac were both on my program. Zac had just succumbed a bit quicker to the hypno. So now he was "helping" Jake let go of his last resistance. "Fuck I'm cumming!" Jake yelled as Zac held his hand and felt Jake empty his last brain cells into his ass

Anyone can be turned into hot fuckable himbos. Even chubby red heads like Jim here. This was his final day in the gym before he's shipped off to the training facility to train him into the perfect sex toy. Specially trained to accommodate any man's desires.

Ned didn't even remember signing up for my program (I can assure you he did though. All by himself after plenty of subliminal hypnosis). But I mean he didn't remember much of anything anyways. All he knew was now he had a fat ass that guys apparently loved to fuck (how "weird").

He snapped a pic for his master "house cleaned Sir" "Good boy" was the only reply back. A reply which was also a deep trigger I had implanted in him. He immediately fell to his knees quivering as an orgasm rocked his body and cum dribbled out the tiny cage locked around his cock.

"Your morning coffee, Sir" God I loved waking up to my twunks serving breakfast for me. I made sure to have at least a couple around at every house to service my needs. I'd start the day of by destroying Luke's ass while enjoying my morning coffee. Just as I liked it.

Nick sat in the sauna staring at the body I'd helped him create. He had thought it impossible to get anywhere near this with all the fat that he used to be packing. Well I can work wonders on my boys. As I've said many times before it all comes with a price of course...

That's right boy. Do as the my voice in your AirPods tells you. Sweat for master. Work that body. Improve yourself. Why? To make other men crave you. To make you into the ultimate object of desire. Oh does your head feel fuzzy? That's completely normal boy. Let my words fill you.

The best days are when I deliver happy clients their new investments. Tied up waiting to be unwrapped. Their perfect bodies hungering for sex awaiting their new owners' commands. These former boys coming from all walks of life having been erased and perfected into obedient slaves

I love when my boys reach that stage where they are so deeply hypnotized they'll do anything to choke themselves on their trainer's dick. So desperate to suck cock and train their gag reflex. All to please some itch I implanted in their brain. An itch that will never be satisfied

I put him on the football team two years ago under the strict guidance of the coach, one of my close friends. Now he's been "drafted". In two months he has to be ready as the newest member on a luxury yacht. Enough time to break his mind and turn him into an obedient pool boy.