“Coach, all this pressure from school is killing me. But you’ve helped me enjoy working out and I’ve loved building my body for you. Do you think you could help me become a dumb jock?”

You sure, Parker? You’re almost done with pre-med and have already received scholarships from top medical schools. That’s not just something to throw away.

“I know, Coach, but this last semester has been so hard. And shouldn’t I also get to do what makes me happy?”

Of course, boy. But you’ll face a lot of flack from your family.

“I know Coach, but you could make suggestions along the way for me to not care about what they think, right?”

It’s certainly possible. But even if I control how you think, there’s no way to ensure what your family will think.

“I understand Coach.”

How about we start with a temporary change and see how you like it?

“That would be incredible, Coach!”

Good boy. Let’s find somewhere private and we can begin.

That’s it boy …. it’s so easy for you to return to that nice wonderful state of trance. You’ve been there before, and it is so easy for you to return there again.

And I can already tell that your dick is getting so hard at the thought of becoming a dumb jock. And that is exactly what you are going to be all weekend long. Come Monday, your intelligence will return for your classes… but for now just allow yourself to enter that state where you can begin to forget. And you allow this to happen, because you know it is temporary…. unless of course, you then listen to my dumb jock files… but go ahead and forget about science…. and math….. and literature. Forget about any studies from school….  you will still know things like counting reps and the biology of building bigger muscle…. but other things begin to not matter to you. 

Now just focus on all that intelligence that remains draining down to your dick…. because at least for this weekend, that is where your brain is. Your dick is hard… thinking is hard… why not just think with that dick?

“Fuck, Coach, did it work?”

You tell me. How do you feel? Any dumber?

“Whoa, Coach, It feel like my brain is gone!”

Check your cock, boy.

“Whoa, Coach, that’s it! You is so smart.

And you make me smile. Fuck it feels good.

But you always make me so horny Coach, how about I thank ya?”

You sure boy?

“Yeah, I checked with my brain, Coach.”

{ the next Friday }

“Coach, last weekend was amazing. But this week has sucked! I’m ready to come a dumb jock full time.”

You’ll probably have to do hard labor, boy. Maybe work at a gym as a trainer. You ready for that, Parker?

“Yes Sir, Coach!”

Did you encounter family last weekend?

“Yeah, and I’m pretty sure they’re going to disown me if I drop out. But I don’t even care anymore. “

That so boy?

“They care more about their precious reputation than about their son being happy.”

And your girlfriend?

“Dumped her weeks ago, Coach, didn’t I tell ya? She kept wanting to go to things like trivia nights and I just wanted to shut off my brain to your files. She don’t know how to handle my brain anyhow.”[

Vergy good. Go ahead and begin stroking for Coach…

“Coach, that was … wow, Coach. Fuck.”

I think we’re almost to the point it’s permanent. Of course, dumb jocks like you don’t always realize when they’re being dumb, so you’ll have to trust me on that.

“Whaddya mean Coach?”

Well, you have been listening to my files for quite some time, haven’t you, boy?

“Yes, Coach.”

They’ve been making you crave this. Want this. All while slowly dumbing you down. Did you not notice tests were getting harder?”

“Well, yeah, Coach, but that struggle just made me want to dumb down more.”

Does it bother you I turned you into one of My fitdimwits?

“Fuck, no, Coach! I know you knows what is best for me.”

Good boy. What is best for you right now is to strip and flex for me.

“Fuck yeah Coach. These muscles are all yours Coach. Can’t wait to get them even bigger for you?”

You’ve been listening to the recordings I’ve given you a lot boy, haven’t you? 

“Yeah, Coach, they’re the shit!”

Good boy. How about one more stroke session to really make this permanent? The past sessions and recordings have slowly been changing you more than you realized, but there’s no going back after this, boy. Once you’ve forgotten too much, it’s too hard to get it all back.

“That sounds perfect Coach! I wanna be simple as a bro can be!”

Welcome back, stud. 

“Thanks Coach, I ain’t never felt better.”

Now there’s still some brains in that dick, but the next time you cum in the shower, you’re going to shoot them all out. And with that, you will be permanently dumb as those brains wash down the drain. 

“Nice, Coach!”

Unfortunately dropping out means you’ll need to find a new place to live… any ideas on where you might go? It didn’t sound like family would help. 

“Maybe I could live with you, Coach? I promise to pay my way. And I’ll also be a really good boy for you.”

Perfect. Just as I planned.

“What’s that Coach?”

Nothing you need to think about.

“Fuck, no, Coach, thinkin’ is dumb and me am too!”