Gymboy

Some guys want to be transformed. And some guys, like Andrew?

They need it.

The college student spent every waking moment obsessing over himself, or rather, who he needed to be. His tall, slim frame, which would've been more than enough for most guys, left him wanting, well, needing, so much more.

He wanted the same short, dark hair that sprouted from his head to cover every inch of his body: a thick, bristly beard and a trail from his chest down, and down, and down. Enough hair to trap all that sweat from the gym and brew it into a rich, deep, manly musk.

And he wanted there to be more inches of him, more thick, corded muscle bulging underneath his skin covered in all that hair.

He knew what he needed: Big, dumb, hairy, musky, sweaty, manly.

The thought crept into his head during every lecture, every study session, every late night spent cramming for an exam.

His mind wandered, and so did his hands, touching and tracing and stroking and pumping to the thought…

Big, dumb, hairy, musky, sweaty, manly.

"Can you help me?"

I don't know what he had in mind by help, but he got it. I can't count how many of protein shakes I crammed down his throat, or the number of supplements and vitamins and minerals for muscle and hair growth I packed into each I made him slurp down.

He started cutting class (my idea, well, order).

I don't know if there was a formula, but I can tell you his grades slipped further and further with each extra pound he benched in the gym. He stopped thinking, and just started being.

He was such a good bro, and the way his face lit up when his chest hair started coming in? Perfection. And when he told me he was dropping out? Words can't describe it.

I pushed him hard and fast, and he obeyed better than I could have expected.

And now Andrew's big, dumb, hairy, musky, and sweaty. He's a man.

He thinks he's dominant, and around other bros? Oh, he's the alpha wolf. But around me…?

Well, every wolf is a pup at some point.

Since I started with Coach’s routine I can’t stop flexing when told to. It’s like I feel like I gotta get bigger and show off at every opportunity, man.

And, like, it’s like I gotta bust a nut like every five minutes

Did this happen with you, bro? You gotta help me out cuz I feel like I can’t go back now, man.

yo yo yo bros fuuuckkkk 😵‍💫💦💦💦💦

ok ok im gonna try n make a realllyyyy long dumb jock tutorial on how to turn ur brain into cum n get super stupid n full of cum like me haha. my head is already like 90% thick jock batter so bare with me if i spell shit wrong or forget words ok??? im so fuckin braindead right now my balls are sloshin so heavy i can barely type straight 💦

step 1: stop bein smart right this second bro like for real. if ur readin this n ur still usin big words in ur head or thinkin bout work or school or whatever dumb smart stuff, just reach down n squeeze ur cock hard. feel that tingle? thats ur smart brain meltin. every time a smart thought pops up, dont fight it. just start strokin slow n dumb. up n down, up n down, till the thought turns into warm sticky goo n drips straight into ur balls. do this all day. at work, at home, even while eatin. soon u wont even have smart thoughts anymore. ur head will just feel empty n horny. thats the goal bro. empty head = full balls 😈

step 2: go to the gym n lift like a total retard dont plan nothin. just show up, put on the tightest shirt u got, n pick up the heaviest shit u can. grunt real loud. make dumb faces. push till ur muscles shake n ur brain goes totally blank. every single rep is squeezin more of ur old iq outta ur ears n pumpin it down into ur nuts. after like a week ur arms gonna look bigger, ur chest gonna pop, n u gonna start forgettin how to count past 8. the heavier u go the faster ur brain turns to cum. trust me i do this every day n look how fuckin stupid i am now haha

step 3: eat like a big stupid pig no thinkin bout healthy or calories or whatever. just shove food in ur face till u feel like ur gonna burst. protein shakes, burgers, chicken, rice, eggs, peanut butter – keep stuffin. chew with ur mouth open like a dumb jock. every bite makes ur body swell up with muscle n makes ur head shrink a lil more. soon u wont even remember what salad is. all u’ll think about is food, gym, n how full ur balls feel. the fuller ur belly gets the fuller ur balls get. its science or somethin but i dont know cuz im too dumb now

step 4: edge ur fat cock for hourssss every single day (this is the best part) this is how u really turn ur brain into cum bro. every night lock the door, get naked or just pull ur shorts down, n start strokin super slow. get right to the edge where ur balls are tight n ur toes curl... then STOP. breathe heavy like a dumb animal. wait till the urge goes down a lil, then start again. do this for 2-3 hours if u can. every time u edge, u feel ur old smart thoughts poppin like bubbles n turnin into fresh thick loads. the longer u edge the dumber u get. ur eyes will cross. ur mouth will hang open. ur balls will swell up huge n heavy like theyre bout to explode with cum. when u finally cum (only sometimes tho) itll be the biggest mess ever n u’ll feel even more brain cells disappear. keep doin this till u cant even spell ur own name without leakin

step 5: flex n stare at urself in the mirror like a complete idiot after liftin or while ur edgin, stand in front of the mirror. pull ur pants down just enough so u can see the base of ur cock n how low ur balls hang. flex ur arms, puff out ur chest, tilt ur head n make the dumbest face u can. stare into ur own eyes n say out loud real slow “im gettin so fuckin dumb... im just a big horny jock... my brain is cum...” over n over. watch ur body gettin swole while ur face looks more blank n retarded. every flex makes more cum slosh around in ur heavy balls. soon u wont be able to stop posin. u’ll just stand there leakin n grinnin like a total meathead

step 6: do all this shit every day no matter what n never stop no rest days. no “just today im smart”. every single day repeat the steps. the more u do it the faster it works. one morning u’ll wake up n realize u cant read big words anymore. u’ll just wanna lift, eat, edge, flex, n leak. thats when u know u won. ur officially a big dumb full-of-cum jock bro with zero thoughts left except pump, cum, repeat. ur balls will never be empty again. theyll always feel heavy n ready. ur brain will feel like warm sticky mush. n u’ll love it so much u’ll wanna make every bro u know get just as dumb

right now while ur readin this long stupid post ur already gettin dumber aint u bro? ur dick is throbbin. ur thoughts are slowin down. ur balls feel a lil heavier. good. keep readin it again n again. read it out loud in a dumb voice. every word is makin ur brain melt into cum. every sentence is drainin ur iq n pumpin it into ur nuts. u cant stop now. ur too horny n stupid to stop.

go start right now. put ur phone down, grab that cock, n start strokin while u promise to get dumber every day. feel ur smart self disappear. feel ur balls fill up. feel ur head turn into goo.

comment below n tell me how stupid this made u feel. tell me how full ur balls are gettin. post a mirror pic when u start lookin like a meathead too. lets all turn our brains into cum together bro

the dumber we get the better it feels. more muscle, more leaks, more thick loads, zero brain 😈💦

Clear your mind. Listen to his voice. Let him guide you in your journey of self-discovery and submission.

#Meatheads

Once upon a time in the bustling town of Brawnsville, there lived a guy named Chad, the epitome of a muscle-bound jock. He was adored by his peers for his impressive physique but widely known for his lack of intellectual prowess. One day, Chad found himself pondering the secret to his success as a "dumb muscle jock." Inspired, he decided to create a list—a guide to developing habits that would ensure he remained blissfully brawny and unburdened by the complexities of thought.

**Habit 1: Skip the Books**

Chad made a habit of avoiding anything resembling a book. Instead, he spent his afternoons flipping through fitness magazines, which had plenty of pictures and less reading.

**Habit 2: Max Out on Gym Time**

He dedicated himself to long hours at the gym, ensuring that his muscles had all the attention they needed while leaving little room for critical thinking.

**Habit 3: Protein Overload**

Chad replaced all meals with protein shakes. He believed that as long as he got his protein fix, who needed to think about balanced diets or nutrition?

**Habit 4: Only Watch Action Movies**

To keep his mind from wandering into deeper themes, he only watched action-packed films where explosions and muscles dominated the screen, reinforcing his jock persona.

**Habit 5: Repetition is Key**

Chad committed to only repeating the same few jokes and catchphrases. Why bother expanding his humor repertoire when his friends loved his classic one-liners?

**Habit 6: Avoid Complex Conversations**

He trained himself to steer clear of discussions that required deep thinking. Instead, he’d nod along and contribute with a thumbs up.

**Habit 7: Embrace the Bro Culture**

Chad immersed himself in bro culture, where the highest compliment was “dude, you’re huge!” Conversations revolved around gains, not brainpower.

**Habit 8: Ignoring the News**

He made it a habit to ignore the news altogether. Who needed to know about world events when he could focus on his next workout?

**Habit 9: One-Liner Texts Only**

Texting became a challenge. Chad limited his texts to single words or emojis, ensuring that his communication was efficient and devoid of complexity.

**Habit 10: Have No Fears**

Chad embraced a “fearless” attitude, where he never questioned his choices. Whether it was trying a new workout or eating a questionable protein bar, he believed that ignorance was strength.

As time went on, Chad became the quintessential dumb muscle jock. His friends admired his physique but often chuckled at his obliviousness. Yet, Chad was happy. He lived in a world where the weight of the world never pressed down on his shoulders, and he only carried the weights of the gym.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8"

Do you feel the burning in your arms. yea bruh luv dat shit. See that pump. Fuck your arm looks big. yea dude. i look sic as fuuuck Smell that sweat. The smell of a real man. huuhuuu fuuuk dude. i smell ripe. Damn, someone forgot to deodorize today. You seem to be forgetting a lot of things recently though. my bad bro. im such a fukin dumbass sometimes.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8"

Oh don't worry about it bro. It's not your fault its mine. wait wut Oh, it’s the hypnosis you're listening to right now. Every set you do is slowly making you dumber. Each rep popping one of those braincells you were so proud of. Pop. Pop. Pop. Do you hear them popping meathead. yea bro

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8"

But you don't care do you? You actually love it. Love making yourself a big dumb idiot. Say it. im a big fuckin idiot who luvs being a big fukin idiot. huhuhu. gains over branes dude. You should stop listing before its too late. Do your next set without this track. But you won't stop. Do you want to know why. y bruh dis thinkng shit is hard Because your too dumb to stop. huhu how could i forgt. So dumb you got addicted to making yourself a muscular moron. Stuck in a cycle of getting bigger and bigger. Dumber and dumber. You're gonna play this track the next set and the one after that too. Your gonna play it until you can't listen to it without zoning out. Nothing in your brain at all. You're not gonna stop until you make yourself a retarded muscle freak. You seem a little quiet, big guy. Ready for your next set? Play the track from the beginning.

"1..."