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[thejockout]

Himbo Muscle Freak - New File and New Soundcloud Account!

Hey all! First file back in a while.

This is the first commission I've ever done, and honestly the clue to what it's about is in the name… this is a file meant to make the listener more of a muscle-obsessed, show-off, s3xua11y driven himbo. It leans more into the actual muscle side than other himbo fare because the commissioner was prepping for a bodybuilding competition, but it should be enjoyable for any fellow himbo/hypnosis fetishists out there.

The audio of this one is a little scuffed because I recorded it on a temporary setup, so apologies for that in advance.

(Also, should note that this file is INCREDIBLY influenced by my own, many hundreds of times, listening to Avis Sapiens' muscle and himbo hypnosis. You can find him on Youtube and Tumblr at Avis Sapiens, and I recommend him if you enjoy this kinda content. 🙇)

If you're interested in a commission of your own, you can reach out to me on Tumblr here or on Discord at the username "Jockout". (Formerly Jockout#0819.)

#SoundCloud #hypnosis #jock hypnosis #jockboy #himbo #jockout #jockoutreleases

[little-pup-max]

Can I interest you in a post-workout sniff? I promise I smell great. 😇😈

#gaykink #mxgear #mx gear #gearfetish #jockboy #jock #gay jock #jock bro #sportsgear

[betterbrosandgardens]

Better bods

#betterbrosandgardens #male model #hottie #boy next door #smooth muscle #prettyboy #muscles #studs in spandex #spandex shorts #male models #blond jock #blond guys #jockboy

[journey-of-lilbro]

Goals

Work out 5 or more times a week at the gym

Eat right and healthy, follow a healthy diet plus shit tones of protein

Get rid of all underwear besides jockstraps

Reduce body fat to 10kgs

Minimums:

Work out 3 times a week at the gym or at home

Eat healthy 3 days a week

Wear a jockstrap almost everyday, tho awaiting better fitting gym 3" old school jock

Suggestions for goals and minimums appreciated

#goals #me #jockboy #lilbro #jockification

[thembo-x]

Thank you bod cos I am god

#me #my face #twunk #gay #alpha #enby #nonbinary #jock #jockboy #thembo #gym #muscle

[sharky857]

I can assure you, you could go full "Tibetan Monk" kind of shaved and this lady would give absolutely zero shish. :3c

#stardew valley #sdv #alex sdv #alex stardew valley #sharky's stunning skills at gaming #the only hair ''popular'' with farmer and IRL Sharky is only one atm. #Long. A much redder shade than jockboi. So luscious as if 2 bottles of conditioner were used each time. #They also belong to some writerboi somewhere by the sea. *aehm!* #(Sebastian's hair is at 2nd place for the records)

[greedyboysgains]

Considering quitting dbol. I’ve been feeling way too nauseous as of late. But I haven’t gotten gyno signs so I’ll keep at it for longer, especially since it’s been a blessing for my energy levels

#jockboy journey #dianabol #dbol

[horny-druid]

Hot jockboi in sneakers.

#gayhot #gay men #gay #gay jock #gay butt

[clopiya]

So what if I took Jockboy's hat once?

#deltarune fanart #deltarune #susie deltarune #susie #my art

[vindictivenerdcels]

Now he's updating his gamer friends about the recent "blow-up" he experienced, still in awe and excitement about the changes he experienced. But 5 minutes from now, he'll look at the group chat weirdly and then proceed to dump Coach's file instead while adding, "Open 'em up, dweebs," practically damning the entire group into a life of juiced muscular jockboy that are loyal to the Coach, for good.

#nerd to jock #personality change #male muscle growth #male transformation #male mind control

[little-pup-max]

Puppy wants to wrestle and play, but his bone is all locked up.

Somebody come and release me.

*Paws at the cage and looks innocent*

#gaykink #gay pup #pupplay #bd/sm puppy #puppyboy #human pup #human puppy #humanpup #teamlocked #gaychastity #jock #jock bro #jockboy

[fredwkong]

Genie: Marcus’s Wishes

Click here to see the genie’s first master.

Marcus wasn’t your average jockboy. In school, he had been the class queer, marked for bullying because of his femme interests and gay voice. Worse, because he was one of the only Black kids. At university, he’d caught the iron bug and gotten huge, but kept the femininity, too. Nowadays, even with his powerful bod and handsome face, he still got dirty looks for his paisley shirts, peppy attitude, and swishy walk.

It was somewhere around 3 AM, and Marcus was feeling well and truly used. He hadn’t been topped like Mr. Peters had topped him in… he didn’t know how long. The Daddy dom’s husband, Lars, had told Marcus that the couple never double dipped on a guy, which sucked, but Marcus had more than enough wank material from this night alone to get him through.

Lars, still naked, followed the half-dressed Marcus to the living room. Mr. Peters was lounging on the balcony upstairs, smoking. Lars was giving Marcus the instructions for getting to the main street in his thick German accent. The other boys had left a few hours ago to catch the last busses home.

Something caught Marcus’s eye in the dimly lit room. A glint of light off of brass, an old, traditional lamp sitting next to Mr. Peters’ humidor. “What’s that?” Marcus asked.

Lars looked at the lamp like he’d never seen it before. “Some object of Daddy’s,” he grunted. “You like it?”

“It’s beautiful.” Marcus was living in his own place for the first time, and he was starting to decorate. He drifted over and lifted up the lamp. He could base a whole room off of its aesthetics.

“Take it.” Lars waved away Marcus’s half-made protestation. “If Daddy thought it was important he would tell me,” said the German model. “It clashes with our decor.” He moved closer, and growled in Marcus’s ear, “You deserve a present for being such a good slut.”

An hour later, Marcus crashed into bed, not bothering to undress or unpack his bag, leaving the lamp in his gym duffel.

The next morning, he woke up late and made a protein shake for breakfast. As he chugged it, he pulled the lamp out of his bag. Held it up against different spaces in his apartment. It would clash with the Britney poster in the bedroom. Ditto for the Barbie display in his office. He settled on the entryway. He could get a pedestal for it and make an Arabian nook or something.

There was some kind of stain on the side of the lamp. Grabbing a hanky, Marcus started to rub it, but was interrupted as the lamp slid from his grasp and released a cloud of rainbow smoke. When it cleared, a burly Arabian man in a thong and a slutty stringer tank stood in Marcus’s apartment.

“Hey cutie,” said the genie. “Make me some wishes and I’ll get you hot.”

Marcus’s eyes caught on the genie’s ample bulge, and then he processed what he was being offered. In the second before he made his first wish, all he could think was masculinity. There was a corner near his apartment where Hispanic men gathered to shoot the shit in their jeans and tank tops. Their manliness was effortless, totally unstudied, what Marcus had dreamed of being in his childhood.

“I wish I was more manly, like a Latino guy.”

“Got it,” said the genie, with a snap of his fingers. “One Latino meatlover, coming right up.”

Marcus found himself surrounded by a cloud of orange smoke. It smelled like sweat and spices, and Marcus found himself inhaling it deeply. The scent blazed a trail through his mind, and Marcus started to think in Spanish rather than English. His university education vanished, replaced by the foundation of his own landscaping company at 18, and all the hard, manual labour involved in maintaining and building yards for rich, lazy white people.

At the same time, the smoke pumped up Marcus’s big Black muscles further, and lightened them to a sun-kissed tan. His hair straightened and retracted partway into his scalp, leaving him with a simple, masculine haircut. His dick and balls expanded, and the extra testosterone threw his already ripe armpits into overdrive, filling the room with the smell of his sweat. Finally, the last of the smoke thickened into threadbare white briefs, tight jeans, and a tighter tank top, an outfit fit for the masc Latino guy Marcus was becoming.

The genie snapped his fingers once again, and Marcus’s apartment became Marco’s house, a one storey bachelor pad full of thrifted furniture, hand-me-downs, and Marco’s curated selection of Tom of Finland prints hung on the walls.

Marco looked around with satisfaction, his big, callused hands on his hips. “Buen, cabron,” he told the genie in his deep, firm voice. “I need to go work now.”

“See you tomorrow, hermoso,” said the genie, vanishing back into the lamp that sat on Marco’s living room dildo shelf.

During the day, Marco drove his pickup truck to the office, maintained the lawns for some clients, and handled everything it took to run his own business. He hadn’t done great at school—too busy working so his mami could rest—but once he’d founded the business he’d discovered a knack for accounting, so he sat in his air conditioned office to do paperwork while his college boy employees worked through the heat of the afternoon.

Well, he finished the work in an hour and spent another two sniffing his spicy pits while he tugged his thick cock.

After work, Marco drove home, checked his immaculate front and back yards for anything that needed maintenance, and fired up the barbecue. He didn’t realise he had cooked for four until he sat down at the table with a mountain of meat and no one to feed.

The next morning, Marco summoned the genie bright and early with his second wish. “I wish I had some amigos to share the evenings with.”

“Aww, you could have just asked,” the genie cooed, and blew Marco a kiss as he vanished, sending a heart-shaped orange smoke ring to hit Marco in the face with the scent of musk and spice. When nothing seemed to change, Marco shrugged and loaded up his truck for work.

At the first client’s house, Marco dealt with the usual white housewife cooing over his big muscles and blue-collar masculinity with a roll of his eyes. But then the woman’s son, a lean twunk home for the summer, stumbled down the stairs for coffee. He glanced at Marco, who was setting up the lawnmower, and saw a flash of orange light as his nostrils filled with the scent of the Latino’s musk, and his mouth with the flavour of unwashed Latin cock.

As Marco packed his truck back up, the twunk stepped shyly up next to him. At first, he asked the usual questions about Marco’s gym routine, but then Marco raised his arms, showing his hairy pits and releasing a cloud of fresh, sweaty musk, and the white boy seemed to swallow his tongue. He handed Marco a paper with his number on it and fled.

It was the same with every client that day. At some point while he worked at each house, a cute young white boy would walk up and hand Marco his number. Some were little femme twinks, others buff jocks, and a couple were cute hairy cubs. All were shy, pretty, and lived in the rich neighbourhoods Marco worked in. While he was in the office that afternoon, Marco was so busy talking to all his new boys that he fell behind on the accounting.

That evening, Marco’s house was full of the voices of hot young guys. They filled the dining table, the couches, and the patio Marco had built with his own hands. Marco barbecued to his heart’s content and wandered among the boys with his own plate. As he greeted each new boy, Marco instinctively pulled them in for a firm kiss and grope, then said “Hola, mi chiquita.”

As the night went on, the boys got rowdier and hornier. The rich, potent smell of Marco’s musk and the genie’s magic filled the rapidly heating space, and Marco found himself on his bed in a happy pile of rich white boys desperate to sniff and lick him all over. Just at the stroke of midnight, the genie heard Marco, facefucking a little twink while some jocks and cubs worshipped him, mutter, “I wish I could see myself fuck this little gringo.”

A blast of magic suffused every corner of the house with musky orange smoke. When it cleared, Marco’s bed was surrounded by film cameras, taking different angles as he shoved his thick Latin dick into the white twink’s throat. In the spare room, two of the nerdier boys sat naked at monitors and called shots for the stream. Each room had a camera setup, including a hidden corner on the patio and a secluded bower in the garden.

Once he was done with the twink and a sweaty musk worship session with a couple of jock boys, Marco got dressed for bed in a pair of stained white briefs and turned to camera one. “That’s all for tonight, gringos,” he told his viewers in an playfully thick Spanish accent. “Come back tomorrow once I’m done working hard on your lawns.” He fondled his pouch, and the stream cut.

As Marco stood by the door, kissing his boys goodbye, one young lad caught sight of a weird lamp sitting next to Papi Marco’s dildo collection.

Idea with inspiration from a chatbot of my own creation.

Click here to see the genie’s next master.

Click here to see all the genie’s adventures.

#genie #wish #reality change #male transformation #daddification #blue collar tf #latino tf #muscle tf #musk tf #dumber tf #race change #genie of the lamp #male tf #all fwkong

[coachs-locker-room]

I've discovered recently that I am severely enthralled by my jock boyfriend's stench. His socks, underwear, shoes, everything. It's just so...alluring. Do you think you could help me embrace this newfound obsession further by making him an even stinkier thick sweaty bear for me to serve at his feet?

A good jockboy should be used to working up a sweat - but for what you need, he will require a little more than some gym motivation. With the right... recalibration, I am sure that your boyfriend's love for his own musk will not only match yours but, it bring the new dynamic to your relationship that you crave.

After taking some of Coach's extra classes - complete with a new diet and protein shake supplement from MASS MONSTA - your jock boyfriend not only discovered his strength and bodymass had increased, but whenever he took a whiff of his sweat-dreanched self he became unable to resist the call of his musk.

Each day, getting more and more potent, the increased pheromones and testosterone kept mixing and coursing through his body. His increased mass and strength only adding to the sweat production.

You might have considered him more of a dominant personality before - at least compared to yourself - but after a week of his new routine, you saw first-hand what a beast he could become when he came back from the gym.

Once he grabbed you by the neck and pushed you into his ripe pit, smelling from the source, your mind would switch off entirely to follow his commands without question.

Within the month, he became not only unrecognisable but truly irresistible. Both to you, to himself, and to anyone who got a hit of his powerful musk. The best part, of course, was that he had no need to shower off before he arrived home. After receiving his pictures, you'd be there, waiting for his return, ready to serve him - however he needed.

The routine became more and more intense - where finishing a workout, stripping out of his sweat-drenched kit and setting up the camera to send a progress picture would cause the whole locker room to stare with desire in their eyes. The alpha confidence was contagious to some and alluring to others, but you were always there on hand to make sure he got what he needed.

Now - go and be a good boy and get on your knees.

You don't want to keep him waiting, do you?

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#tf ask box #locker room tf #jockification #male tf #muscle tf #transformation #tf blog #tf story #himbofication

[thejockout]

New File! Time for Himbo Unchained

The second in a series of two commissions from the same jockboy, this is an accessory file to my previous, Himbo Muscle Freak, but with a much greater emphasis on lowering inhibitions/rejecting societal norms as regards the himbo's lust for muscle, desire for thoughtlessness, promiscuity and ego...

Or if that's a little complicated for you dumbasses: the file will make you bigger, stupider, and less concerned about what anyone else thinks about ya.

Audio quality should be much improved compared to the last file. And as always, if any of you hearing this want to commission a file of your own from me, hit me up on here, Tumblr, or Discord (username Jockout) to discuss pricing. Enjoy getting m1ndfucked, slut5.

(Induction once again not written by me, but by the hypnotist Blink from WarpMyMind. I've been unable to reach him and he hasn't been active on the site in over 10 years, so no clue whether he'd permit me to do this, but he DID make the script for the induction available to users so I'm assuming he'd be fine with it. It was also a commissioner request that I use it, so I tried to fulfil it. I'll write my own confusion induction for future use, and as always if Blink ever happens to read this, feel free to reach out and I'll replace these files now lol.)

#hypnokink #gay hypnosis #hypnosis #jockout #jockification #himbo #SoundCloud #jockoutreleases

[horny-druid]

Nice jockboi butt

#beautiful men #gay men #men #gay jock #gay butt

[softjockguts]

These two like to stand in the doorway at frat parties. When jockboys try to pass through, tanker tubs bumps them with his planet of a musclegut, knocking them into his exjock buddy in the white shirt. Before the little fit dudes know what’s happening, they’re sandwiched between 600 lbs of horny muscle and fat.