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@bimboavanyx
𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝑩𝒆 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑩𝒊𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑭𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆
Not everyone can afford the obvious immediate surgical interventions (boob jobs, lip fillers, Botox, lipo), so I've decided to focus on things that you could implement instead of injectables and surgery.
Become your best bimbo self!
𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈:
❥ Change up your outfits to be more feminine.
❥ Go thrifting for new ones if you don't own any that fit your vision. Or learn how to sew and make your own (my current dream goal.)
❥ Look for more feminine fabrics and colours – or which fit your bimbo aesthetic.
❥ Go with a silhouette that is flattering on you and makes you feel confident. Figure out your body shape to do this.
❥ Learn how to walk in heels.
❥ Accessorize: Bags. Jewellery. Piercings.
𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒆𝒍𝒇-𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆:
❥ Develop a skincare routine.
❥ Look after your body – moisturize, have uncalloused and soft feet that you take care of, learn lymphatic drainage techniques.
❥ Maintain your hygiene always.
❥ Look after your mental health. Perhaps journal, speak to a professional, or meditate.
❥ Use a guasha for natural face shaping and pampering.
❥ Nourish your body with foods that show you respect it.
❥ Shape your eyebrows. Pluck or wax.
❥ Shave your body hair. Or wax.
❥ Look after your teeth. Whiten them. Floss. Avoid foods and drinks that stain.
𝑬𝒙𝒕𝒓𝒂 𝑻𝒊𝒑:
𝑭𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆! 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒓𝒆.
𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒖𝒑:
❥ Learn how to do your makeup well and for different occasions.
❥ Putting emphasis on different elements of your face can highlight your femininity and best features. Don't try to hide them. I personally love wearing pink or even purple-toned eye shadows in a smokey look to bring out my greeny eyes.
❥ Learn your face shape and how to work with it.
❥ Femme faces tend to be smaller, softer, and more rounded. Even if you don’t have these features naturally, you can make your face look more feminine through makeup and the right hairstyle for your face. (Know your face shape and then go from there with tips.)
𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑵𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔:
❥ Maintain your hair and develop a good haircare routine – use heat protecting spray if you style it with heat, for example.
❥ Incorporate feminine hair accessories like hair bows or bands.
❥ Keep your look simple, clean, and soft.
❥ I get my nails done every three weeks or so, gel nails. But you can be just as feminine with natural or shorter nails. Just make sure they're clean, well kept, and shaped – learning to do your own is super simple.
𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔:
❥ Act like the girl you want to become until it becomes your reality. Fake it until you make it.
❥ Work on your mannerisms and inherently feminine body language.
❥ Improve your posture.
❥ Watch etiquette videos, voice and elecution lessons. Avoid cursing and shouting.
❥ Defer to the men, who you trust, when possible.
❥ Socialise and try to lean into your extroverted side. People enjoy the company of those who are at ease with themselves.
❥ Giggle more. Flirt more.
❥ Put your happiest self first when interacting with others. Feminine energy is nurturing and comforting.
❥ Find confidence in the new you. You only get to live one life, so you're already taking more steps than the average person by becoming the authentic and happy you! Take pride in that.
𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆:
❥ Join the gym or find a physical activity you enjoy to ensure you're toned – or if you need to, lose weight. This is also great for your mental health and general wellbeing.
❥ Write down mantras and repeat them every day. These can be bimbo or feminity related. Or they could simply be your goals for the day, week, or year.
❥ Surround yourself with female friendships, feminine women or bimbos like you.
A Frolicking bimbo
I have been like super busy, just a month ago your girl had FFS and it’s been a ride! I feel so amazing and my confidence has soared, I have like never been so out and proud of my body before, and all it took was a face I identify with! 💕
Sooo what does that mean for a bimbo like me? It means way more photos and sexy selfies, and you get to share in that journey, and a secret project I have been working on I’m so excited to share! 🤫🤭
Until then, here is your favorite self made bimbo.
P.S let me know how the pixel look is, I might just emoji them instead 😜
hypno/mindbreak is soo hot
your enemy tying you up with a vibe right on your clit and headphones that play her moans, plus a screen playing a spiral with words like "horny" "dumb" "submit" "aroused" "nympho" flashing. she puts the vibrator on high before leaving you there for hours, making a mess of your panties like a good girl and having your brain turned to mush.
your producer girlfriend being sweet enough to make a beat just for you, a simple song that you listen to because it reminds you of her. little do you know, she layered a hypno file under the song and every time you listen, you get a little dumber. you listen to it constantly, all the time until you're just a mindless, stupid whore for your mommy.
lastly, your best friend helping you through a breakup, she stays over a lot and comforts you all the time while helping you recover from your depressive episode. one day, she turns on the tv and tells you to look at the screen. you're confused because it's just spirals, but eventually you realize you just can't look away... you don't wanna, you feel sooo good and your underwear is soaked. your best friend comes up behind you and starts touching you all over, but you don't stop her. "doesn't this just feel so good, angel? doesn't it feel good to just get dumber and dumber?" she whispers. "yes mistress!" your whiny voice replies.
The beauty of being a Pan Bimbo is your fantasies extend to everyone, so many options for us, and twice as many people to please. 💦😘
Time for a bimbo positivity post!
Remember, you don't have to be dumb to be a bimbo. You don't need lip fillers, or huge tits, or surgery. You don't need to have a high body count, or be into degredation, or have a misogyny kink. You don't need to be cis, or straight, or even a girl! There is no wrong way to be a bimbo, and that means there is no right way either, only whatever makes you happiest! So be your best bimbo self without regrets, and make your own happiness 🩷🥰🩷
And I find my happiness through all those things, but it doesn’t mean I have to, or anyone is wrong if they don’t! That’s the beauty of bimbo, you make it yours, whatever way that may be. 😘💖
Build Your Bimbo
We have your whole you ready - from head to toe.
Screenshot to start building your best self.
I think a lot of people definitely wanna play.
🫣 i don't know why i did that 🫣
@amandinecurious I think I do.
What a cute look, I’ll own it 😘
I often find myself craving you.
Counting the seconds until I can put my hands all over you again, to feel you squirm as my hands trace over the curves I have inspected so many times; ever more divine.
Mine to feel~
Indulging in the scent of your exhausted body after your long days work, sweaty and musky as I trace my tongue over your perfect soft skin, worshipping your gorgeous skin.
Mine to claim~
To hear you cry out as I praise the alter of you, your cum coating my face in a blessing as I give you all the care and relief you deserve, you crave, you need, moaning out my name in a praise I'll never be worthy of, but nontheless, still all...
♡Mine, Mine, Mine♡
Such beautiful words! This is how like, you should treat your partner, especially after a long day of work. Make sure to give like a good butt massage and pussy scrub, it goes a long way. 😉 👅💦
Go big or go home
It’s been a long time since I’ve posted on here directly, but so me big changes have happened this past year and like, tumblr is where it all started so it felt only right to reach back into my original story and start sharing my experience!
I have been a good bimbo since my absence. I got implants and have been waiting patiently for my tits to heal, and now I get to have the talk with my surgeon next month about going bigger!
So like the first time I didn't think much about it and was just like "Gimme big titties!" and that was that. I want to put a little more thought into it this time, with the type of implants and like positives and negatives etc. And of course sizes, l'll put the details below. So like yeah, I’m continuing this journey and could use all the support I can get and I want to share it as well like so many of my role models have in the past! Hope you enjoy the ride cuties 😘💕
Left: Breast Implant 320cc Gel Round Inspira Smooth
Cohesive Style Low Plus Sclp
Right: Breast Implant 340cc Gel Round Inspira Smooth
Cohesive Style Low Plus
Wonderful words
There are a lot of idiots who preach that women are worthless or rapemeat etc.
A submissive woman is a treasure, a delicate blossom to be nurtured and cherished. Only once you have helped her grow strong enough can you treat her like a piece of meat. You have to earn the right to treat a girl like a fuckdoll.
I know that will annoy some men but those men are the ones that women should avoid for they are too impatient and hollow to be dominant.
Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.
This is so fucking hot
our mouth and cunt are interchanagble
Perfect kissing and sucking lips!!! :)
#inkedimperfections1
Asked for me to give her some exposure. ^-^ so go enjoy her nice titties bois and girls!
Thought I’d upload this for y’all to reblog since this is so important. ♡
Yup yup.
Souled
After the tour of the showroom Hilary sank into the leather chair.
“Ok, shall we discuss the finance payments?”
Hilary looked away from the car salesman who sat opposite her and stared off into nothing despite being surrounded by an impressive array of vehicles. Ever since she had stepped foot in the place she had felt deeply distracted. Everything seemed to make her feel an overwhelming sense of peace that had dropped her guard immediately. The lighting, the soft hum of the air conditioning and even the fresh ‘new car’ smell. She didn’t know what to say and her thoughts seemed to evaporate into the air as quickly and simply as the fumes of a car exhaust.
Hilary knew that she had to pay attention. Car salesmen were notorious for their cunning and the last thing she wanted was to stumble into an unexpected purchase that she couldn’t back out from. She had to be doubly careful with her attire as well. Although her flirty outfit was designed to drop prices, a slow subtle cross of the legs or a delicate push of her tits together for cleavage leverage, she was also aware that it made her look like a ditz who could be taken advantage of. Listening and being present in the moment were key and Hilary was losing on both fronts in a way she couldn’t clearly explain.
“So I’ll set up the monthly payments to go directly to BMBO”.
BMBO? Hilary had no idea what he was talking about. Presumably it was a company that managed car finance but it was one that she had never heard of before. She surprised herself with how much trust she was putting in the salesmen. If looks were anything to go by she should have turned on her heel and bolted the minute he opened his mouth. His slick back hair and sneaky smile made him look sleazy and the way he leered at her was inappropriate regardless of how she was dressed.
“So here’s the contract”, he continued. “I just need you to sign at the bottom”.
She opened her hands and took the paper dreamily. When she looked down the whole thing was a blur. Did she need glasses? She had been able to read the license plates of the cars earlier. With a surge of effort she managed to gather together a string of thoughts.
“I…I can’t sign this” She murmured pushing it back to him. “I mean, you haven’t even given me a pen and none of this feels right”.
“Oh we don’t need a written signature”, he laughed. “Gracious no, if you can just give the box a kiss your lipstick mark will suffice”.
The transaction was taking a bizarre turn which must have been evident on her face. Hilary watched anxiously as he leaned back calmly in his chair and spoke to her boobs.
“Let’s be honest here dear you don’t need a car. You need a brain drain, a bubbly personality and a man to care of you. If you sign this document you can get in the car you wanted to buy and I’ll get a driver to take you to the nearest bimbo conversion centre. We’ll take all the money from your account to pay for your transformation. After all you won’t be needing it anymore. So let’s not be silly now, sign the paper like a good girl and we can get the process started”.
Hilary was horrified. It was a sick joke, a sales prank, a stupid dare. Yet the way that he looked at her in such a relaxed and confident manner made her feel certain he had gone off the sales script and was speaking the truth. She stood up angrily, resisted the urge to give him a sharp slap across the face and stormed across the floor and out of the door. Yet when she looked down she was still sat in the chair. Thought and action were severed and her true intentions sat uselessly in her imagination.
Hilary had no choice but to watch as he stood up and took the contract from her hands. Then in a swift motion he paced around her chair, hung the paper in front of her face and pushed the back of her head gently towards it. She felt ashamed of herself as if her lips puckered before they made impact with the contract and when he pulled away she observed the clear, bold lipstick shape studded in the signature box proudly.
“Good girl”, the salesman said softly, bending down to play with her tits as he had clearly been so desperate to do since he clocked eyes on her.
Once he had had his fill he yelled across the room to the offices.
“Boris, it’s done. Grab the keys and let’s go”.
Hilary screamed internally as she took the sweaty hand he offered and allowed him to guide her to the car that had almost been hers.
Like this story? Have something to say? Please feel free to leave me a comment in the Ask Me Anything section of my Tumblr page or e-mail me at [email protected]. I’m also open to picture submissions in the Submit section.
For further reading check out my Deviant Art page at http://bpap.deviantart.com/ or my story area at www.mcstories.com. My author name is BPAP.
Thanks for reading
B-PAP
Cocks
Davies the examiner descended the steps into the basement of the building. The Cardiff site was one of BMBO’s more unique bimbo conversion centres since it housed a research area in its depths. After showing his ID and passing through a sterilisation checkpoint he walked down a clinically white corridor to one of the assessment rooms. Just before he entered he noticed the sign on the door.
‘Verbal Conditioning’
Once inside he observed that the walls took on a lighter shade of pink though it was just as pristine. It was largely empty except for a table, chair and the girl. She stood before him in silence as he sat down and prepared his workspace. When he was ready he took a moment to admire her slinky frame and bouncy blonde locks before speaking.
“So, dear, I see you’ve just finished an intense bout of research and development mental sessions. How are you feeling?”
He watched carefully as her left arm reached under the knot of her flimsy shirt. He thought she was going to hug herself but instead her right arm arched up, the elbow resting on her hand. Then he observed as her face and large, doe like eyes shifted sideways and her finger pointed onto her lip. It was the classic sign of intense thought which made her simple response all the more surprising”.
“Cocks”, she squeaked.
“Come now, that’s not an emotion or a feeling is it? How about you start by telling me your name”.
Her brow furrowed and she tapped on her lip, her mouth dropping open dumbly.
“Cocks”.
“Well we can certainly call you that if you like. C…O…X. Cox. It has quite the ring to it actually, don’t you think”.
“Cocks”.
Davies returned back to his notes and had a thorough read of her details. It seemed she had been quite the rebel student at the local University. A fierce liberal and a defiant feminist, two toxic combinations that BMBO clearly felt the need to neutralise. She had already been assigned an owner who happened to be a professor at the University, no doubt one of her lecturers who had taken a shine to her.
It wasn’t clear why he had consented to exposing her to BMBO experimental research before taking ownership though. Perhaps it was an added layer of humiliation or simple curiosity. Either that or he approved of the overall ethos of study since it fell into the realms of his line of work. In the end it didn’t matter. His job was to evaluate the consequence not the cause and it appeared the researchers had been successful.
“Single word programming”, he said, reading the hypothesis of the report. “Those guys at the lab sure are clever”.
“Cocks”.
Davies filled out his sections of the report. It was fairly brief, more of a tick box approval exercise more than anything except for the final section.
“It says here that I have to make a recommendation on your physical attributes”, he smiled at her and then speaking as he wrote “Tits as big as her empty head, as large as her back can support. Further cinching at the waist advised for a full hourglass effect. Remove some ribs if required”.
Her face showed no signs of recognition or resistance, proof that her intelligence had been significantly eroded and suppressed. With a flourish of a signature he put his papers to one side.
“So, what are we going to do with you” He muttered.
“Cocks”
“That’s right”, he smirked, unzipping his trousers and motioning. “Under the table now Cox. Let’s take a break from all this talking and put your mouth to better use”.
Like this story? Have something to say? Please feel free to leave me a comment in the Ask Me Anything section of my Tumblr page or e-mail me at [email protected]. I’m also open to picture submissions in the Submit section.
For further reading check out my Deviant Art page at http://bpap.deviantart.com/ or my story area at www.mcstories.com. My author name is BPAP.
Thanks for reading
B-PAP