Fanime 2018 JJBA Cosplays - Sunday, Day 3 JoJo Gathering Edition Unique or Request Shots, Part 3 Stone Ocean Girls/Stands/Johnny and Gyro/Kira and Hayato
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You love being an intern at such a prestigious company. Sure, the corporation is huge and super successful, and they treat their interns extremely well with many perks: a huge free gym just for interns, an exclusive intern commissary with lots of protein options, and free health coverage including mandatory therapy once a week. You grew to understand that the therapist could really mentor the interns to find their purpose. You grew to appreciate that your therapist helped you sort thru how to maneuver the corporate life, especially who had the power and who to suck up to. Sure, the gym was great and had plenty of equipment (although the music piped through the sound system seemed to make you zone out at times), and you ate every meal at the commissary (even though some of the dishes had a slightly medicine taste). Still, the best perk given to the interns was the free therapy. You learned that your therapist gave great advice. Over the last 6 months he has given you terrific advice, and you learned to trust his words of wisdom. Even now, you are so happy to have him give you advice. For instance, he told you “Silly boy! When the billionaire owner of the corporation invites you to his Caribbean island for the weekend, you go!” You knew you should go, but was so happy when the therapist confirmed your wish. Yes you have been lusting for the owner for the last 6 months. Yes you cancel all other dates and plans and agree to join the boss. You remember the advice the company’s therapist gave to you in your weekly sessions. The therapist has been great for the last 6 months since you started seeing him. Those sessions helped clear up your life and set you on a path for true success. After just a few sessions you realized that your boyfriend was stressing you out and it was a good idea to dump him. You also learned that you wanted to devote time to the gym instead of dating. You put on 20 lbs of lean muscle and reduced your body fat..this new body needed less stress and you were so happy to ask the therapist to make some decisions for you so you would not have to stress about some big decisions. Hair style, body hair, where to live now that you moved out of your bf’s house, and even who to focus now that your body was ready to date again. He made you realize that you could land one of the major clients, or executives of the company. In the last few weeks you had begun to lust for each of these older powerful men. Then, one day the big boss owner walked through the intern gym and took a look over the class of interns. You remember he looked at you and smiled before leaving the gym. At your next session the therapist had a huge smile and told you he wanted you to meditate and fantasize about a perfect life. He used the short phrase that got you to relax. He led you through a mediation exercise and you felt so relaxed. He had you imagine yourself naked and waiting for your ideal older man to step in front of you. It felt so real. Like you were actually naked and hard. Of course it was just a fantasy. It surprised you when you saw the big boss enter the room. Yes, he must be your fantasy of an ideal man. So powerful and sexy. Yes he was your new goal. Of course, such an ideal man needed the ideal boy but it was worth the effort to be perfect for the boss. Perfection meant more (and very specific) polishing and the boy learned what he wanted to change - bigger pecs, fuller lips, even less stress, cuter haircut, maybe a different name. The owner deserved a celibate boy. It’s as if his fantasy man said that aloud in his fantasy. Thus you decided that you had to be celibate and train your ass so that the boss might fit right in should he ever want to invite you on a date. During your meditation you heard this billionaire god tell the dr other things to change but you zoned out. In the days that followed your workouts changed as did the various vitamins you took. Grooming changed and you look on the super elite air of a male model who could be kept by the richest man in the country. Your therapist made more decisions to help you reach your goal. More hours in the gym, dr visits to make those lips and teeth perfect, and different files to listen to when you slept. A month has passed since you fantasizes about being inspected by the boss. But yesterday the owner called you to his office and invited you to join him for a weekend retreat. Strangely, the therapist was also in the boss’s office. As he had made most decisions for you over the last few months, you turned to your therapist to ask him what to do. He repeated the phrase that makes you relax deeply when you mediate in his office. You love to meditate for him as you get to hear his great decisions. Yes l, you would love to go away with your ideal man. No need to pack as he would supply anything you needed. Yes, the billionaire would make all decisions from now on. Yes you wanted to take your shirt off now to show him the hard work you have done on your body. You were still a little out of it when you had the urge to kiss him and let him worship those big pecs of yours. Soon you were whisked off to his private jet and coasting above the clouds. You then hear the big owner use the same special words that the therapist says when he wants you to de-stress. You relax and just want him to make decisions. The boss is always right. You love him making all decisions from now on. The more decisions he makes, the more you become devoted to him. Yes, relax and listen. He decided that you wanted to be his perfect muscle trophy boyfriend and you would gladly let him mold you further. He also decided you no longer wanted to work for the company and you obediently signed a resignation letter he put in front of you as well as some other papers. You seem to pay no attention to the content of those documents and it really does not matter. You feel so happy that he now has power of attorney over you and that he decided you needed a better name : Cody (you always loved that name, didn’t you? If not, you love it now). He decided your immediate goal was to seduce him so that he wanted to be your master and very generous sugar daddy. It is as if you knew your eyes and pecs had some unique power and they were unleashed at full force. You seal the deal and ride your master before the jet lands. As the jet taxis to the awaiting car he gives you your new outfit befitting a silent obedient trophy boy: Versace speedo and ray bans. You are so happy that you no longer have to make any big decisions ever again. you here you are, on a weekend long “retreat” to his island.You have already taken 6 of his loads since you arrived yesterday. Keep up the good work and you will be moving into his penthouse upon your return. I bet you will never go back to the intern pool.
