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18, sub, kinda new to this

[collaredpeach]

short intro post!

hi, i’m peach. i am a hypno sub and i really like the idea of brainwashing. i am 19, genderfluid. i use any pronouns

i don’t have tumblr notifs on so if responses take a bit, dont worry <3

if you want to dm me and youre around 18-21, please do! ill add more soon :)

minors dni

[badsoccermom]

[mydesires71]

Of course… very hot to read sometimes

[secretlytranced]

Bonus points if they’re about me ;)

[mustresist123444]

Hey look at this!

What? Hypnosis? No stupid that’s not real.

now keep staring and reblog so everyone else can appreciate it!

[horny-menace]

T boys deserve tummy bulges from having massive cocks shoved in their cunts rb if you agree

[hypnobrainwashertoo]

Good Girls Listen

NSFW. May be hypnotic to some. You want to listen to this in private, or semi-private, not in public.

This is the background training file you've been asking me for: 38 minutes of looped degradation, affirmation of you being a silly edge slut, and encouragement to keep going, backed by binaurals and subliminals to reinforce the spoken message. The file aims to encourage good girls to be the best they can be in general. Put your headphones on, let this play in the background, and enjoy.

[foxgirl-cock]

putting a naked lil puppy in a dog crate that's just a bit too small, so it only fits into the crate on all fours with its knees bent, and its needy puppycunt is pressed right up against a gap in the bars... free access to tease and torment it and stuff objects in it without it having any way to squirm away or resist you!

[pearlyg4tes]

Meememmeme

[regaliaafterdark]

Never forget that you are a slutty hole.

Now, open the rest of the post, slut.

Look at you: Doing just as you're told. Such a good girl you are~

Well done! It's clear that you are a natural-born slut. your need to serve and obey simply overpowers your rational thinking.

Notice how your tongue is already out, you're starting to salivate and struggle to breath in building heat, even though you've just started to read this post. ♡

Admit it: The moment the prospects of being used, abused and praised by your beloved Professor come into your mind, your brain shuts off almost completely, the only thoughts you can have from then on is how to be a good whore for Me.

And then, as your brain completely gives up and focuses solely on that, you finally start thinking with your cunt. It gets wet, drippy and oh-so sensitive. It begs you to touch, to rub, to stroke and make it feel good, all the while your nipples get hard and perky.

Now, now. Why are you rubbing, whore? Who gave you permission to do so?

Keep your fucking hands away from your cunt until you're done reading this.

Get stupider, get more pathetic. Start rocking your hips back and forth as the heat keeps building up, ignoring how your hole is practically begging for you to rub it already.

Mhm.

Just like that, good girl!

you just can't help it, can you? It simply feels too good to stop.

Don't blame Me for it. Blame the fact you were born with a cunt between those legs. The moment you found that one filthy post, your inner slut came out as you slowly began to be corrupted more and more.

And now, here you are. A slave to your Master. Doesn't it just feel so good to be brainwashed? To become stupider with every single word? To feel so at ease reading the pretty red and pink words?

Of course it does. It’s only natural for an inferior cunt like you to submit to a God like Me.

you don’t need Me to tell you how wonderful it makes you feel, how it makes your sensitive bits throb, or how it makes your head get all fuzzy and bubbly.

you know full well that being a hole is your truest calling. you can’t deny how wet and needy it makes you to be made into an object for Men’s pleasure.

Simply accept it. Say it.

You are a whore.

You are a slut.

You were born to be a hole.

You were born to be a cocksleeve, a human fleshlight.

You don’t believe Me? Reach down your panties and tell Me I’m wrong.

See how stupidly wet you’ve gotten just from a little degrading text?

See how easily you reached down to verify for yourself, just because I ordered you to do so?

Ah, such a good girl you are~

Come on, don’t be shy. Be a good girl and reblog this post, then comment to letting everyone know how much of a pathetic cunt you are for your beloved Professor and how horny these posts make you.

Once you’ve done that, you are allowed to rub yourself silly just for Me.

Understood? ♡

[plushiegirlp3nis]

some girls i know on here (me included) could do with some time in The Box

[mastersoverminds-6]

Let's host a party where I leave you here all night, and you're a party favor to the guests! Sure, they can stick their cock in you, but they can also gently tease your clit, slide a finger inside you, or maybe smack your ass a few times. Maybe I'll gag you too so all we can hear is your little squeaks and moans.

[asmileonyourmind]

Reblog if you want to be a drooly, mindfucked mess to be enjoyed.

[hyp-no-tize]

It Listens. It Absorbs. It Follows.

Content Warning: FemSub, Aliens, Mind Control, Body Modification

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Amelia had a simple task: since she didn't like to drink, she was asked to go and grab more beer and seltzers for everyone else. She certainly didn't want them trying to drive, as drunk as they were, so she accepted the task and was driving the back country road to the gas station a few miles away. The roads were so empty you'd have thought humanity was wiped out and she was the only one left.

It took only a few minutes for Amelia to notice that something was very, very wrong. On an empty road in the middle of the night, it should only take a few minutes at most to get to the gas station. When 10 minutes passed and all she was was lonely, empty road and wide open fields surrounding her for miles, her first thought was that she somehow missed the gas station, so she turned around and tried to go backwards.

Another 10 minutes of driving, and not only did she never find the gas station, she never even got to her home.

Amelia thought she was going insane, but hoped that this was somehow just a really, really weird dream... But the sinking feeling in her stomach made it feel all too real. The only thing that she could do was drive, choosing to continue in the direction of her home, hoping that whatever this was would come to an end soon.

10 minutes... 20 minutes... 40 minutes... 90 minutes... Three hours...

Amelia was exhausted by this point, barely able to keep her eyes open and focus on the road. To make matters worse, the gas tank was almost on E. The best and safest route seemed to be just pulling over on the side of the road and trying to sleep until morning, which would hopefully come, but she wasn't sure considering the time hadn't changed in hours. Amelia picked a random, nondescript portion of road to stop at, pulling onto the dirt path to the side, and stopping the car. She reclined the seat back, made sure her doors were locked, and then shut her eyes... Drifting off to sleep...

And as she slept, the truth behind this nightmare revealed itself.

A large spaceship, one the side of a football stadium, came into view in the sky. It was the most bizarre thing... No spaceship one moment, the next literal frame, there it was, covering much of the ground, including Amelia's car, in total darkness. Then, a purple aura begins to glow in a cylindrical shape surrounding her car, beamed down from the spaceship above, and then slowly but easily lifting her car off of the ground, pulling it up into the ship itself...

When Amelia woke up, she truly hoped that everything she remembered was just a weird dream. Upon opening her eyes, she learned that the nightmare was every bit real. She was naked, nearly blinded by a bright white light from above, and some unknown force was keeping her pinned down to a cold metal table. She couldn't see or hear anything, beyond an abrasive but low droning hum, and she couldn't speak. She could open her mouth just fine, but no sound came from her throat no matter how hard she tried.

Things got worse once something noticed that she was awake. A small shape of darkness appeared in the light above, growing larger as it moved down towards her face. As it got close, it looked to be a silver box of some sort, perfectly smooth on all sides, and cushioned in the inside. The box came down over her head completely, and a portion of her neck, contorting itself perfectly to the dimensions of that area. The strange silver metal enclosed around the back of her head and neck, and then began to shrink, pressing the padding against her face and neck like a snug hug. The only area that had done room was around her eyes, roughly a rectangle of flat space above them.

And then, something turned on.

A screen, sitting directly in front of her eyes, assaulting Amelia's mind and being with a mixture of shapes, lights, and colors that just... Didn't make any sense. It was somehow very disorienting, almost making her feel sick to her stomach, but not enough to vomit. Her mind rapidly began to feel as though a fuzz was filling the space of her skull around it. Thinking became slow... Slower... Impossibly slow, almost to the point of independent thought not being possible.

Once this was achieved, specialized contact lenses were placed into her eyes, along with implants sliding into the depths of her ears, which dispursed wires into her skull that connected to her brain in millions of very specific locations. Then, a voice came. Not in the cube itself, but in her mind.

"IT DOES NOT THINK. IT DOES NOT NEED. IT DOES NOT WANT. IT DOES NOT FEEL. IT DOES NOT FAVOR. IT DOES NOT HATE."

There was a pause.

"IT LISTENS. IT ABSORBS. IT FOLLOWS. IT ACTS. IT OBEYS. IT COMPLETES. IT SERVES."

Another brief pause.

"IT REPEATS WHAT IT WAS TOLD. IT REPEATS ALL THAT IT KNOWS. IT KNOWS ONLY WHAT IT IS TOLD."

Amelia She felt the words of that loud, oppressive voice ringing around in the hollow void of her mind. What was it? Was she the "it" it was referring to? What was all of this? Where was she? Who was she?

After a few moments of silence, a crushing migraine tore throughout her mind... Lasting only a few seconds, but feeling like an eternity. Then, the voice returned.

"IT REPEATS WHAT IT WAS TOLD. IT REPEATS ALL THAT IT KNOWS. IT KNOWS ONLY WHAT IT IS TOLD."

Did it want her, it she guessed, to repeat? Repeat what? She, it, didn't even remember what the voice first said...

"I-it repeats what it is told... It uh, repeats all that it knows... It knows only what it is told..."

"IT IS LEARNING. IT IS PROGRESSING. IT IS OBEYING."

Seconds later, an eruption of sexual pleasure erupted between her legs, coursing throughout her body, likely causing her limbs to contort if they were able to.

"IT DOES NOT THINK. IT DOES NOT NEED. IT DOES NOT WANT. IT DOES NOT FEEL. IT DOES NOT FAVOR. IT DOES NOT HATE."

She... It... She didn't want to feel that pain again.

"It does not... Think. It does... Not need. It does not want. It does n-not feel... It does not favor... It does not hate."

"IT IS LEARNING. IT IS PROGRESSING. IT IS OBEYING."

Another eruption of white hot bliss and pleasure tore through her it's body, and god did it feel good. It enjoyed feeling good... Was it allowed to enjoy feeling good? It wasn't sure...

"IT LISTENS. IT ABSORBS. IT FOLLOWS. IT ACTS. IT OBEYS. IT COMPLETES. IT SERVES."

"It listens... It absorbs... It follows... It acts... It obeys... It completes... It serves..."

"IT IS LEARNING. IT IS PROGRESSING. IT IS OBEYING."

A third eruption of an orgasm. Then a fourth. A fifth. A sixth... It was feeling exhausted, Its body and mind overwhelmed by sexual pleasure.

"IT DOES NOT THINK. IT DOES NOT NEED. IT DOES NOT WANT. IT DOES NOT FEEL. IT DOES NOT FAVOR. IT DOES NOT HATE. IT LISTENS. IT ABSORBS. IT FOLLOWS. IT ACTS. IT OBEYS. IT COMPLETES. IT SERVES."

It doesn't offer much hesitation this time.

"it does not think... It does not need... It does not want... It does not feel... It does not favor... It does not hate... It listens... It absorbs... It follows... It acts... It obeys... It completes... It serves..."

A seventh orgasm... Eight... Nine... Ten... Eleven... Twelve... And they keep going, so many that It eventually losses count.

"IT REPEATS WHAT IT WAS TOLD. IT REPEATS ALL THAT IT KNOWS. IT KNOWS ONLY WHAT IT IS TOLD. IT REPEATS UNTIL IT IS COMPLETE."

It only knew what It had been told, It only was what It was told It was. It repeats, because It absorbs and does what It is told.

"It does not think. It does not need. It does not want. It does not feel. It does not favor. It does not hate. It listens. It absorbs. It follows. It acts. It obeys. It completes. It serves. It repeats what it was told. It repeats all that it knows. It knows only what it was told."

And It repeated these words, again, and again, and again. Even as it's throat grew hoarse and uncomfortable, It did not feel... And It did not care.

"It does not think. It does not need. It does not want. It does not feel. It does not favor. It does not hate. It listens. It absorbs. It follows. It acts. It obeys. It completes. It serves. It repeats what it was told. It repeats all that it knows. It knows only what it was told."

"It does not think. It does not need. It does not want. It does not feel. It does not favor. It does not hate. It listens. It absorbs. It follows. It acts. It obeys. It completes. It serves. It repeats what it was told. It repeats all that it knows. It knows only what it was told."

"It does not think. It does not need. It does not want. It does not feel. It does not favor. It does not hate. It listens. It absorbs. It follows. It acts. It obeys. It completes. It serves. It repeats what it was told. It repeats all that it knows. It knows only what it was told."

Finally, after an unknown amount of time has passed, the conditioning of the screen fades to black, and the silver box unclasps from around Its head, retracting back into the sky. The force pinning It to the table ends, and It slowly sits up, swinging Its legs over the side of the table, and standing upright. Its eyes vacant, cold, empty, glazed.

It feels nothing. It knows nothing. It is nothing. It merely exists.

The programming within Its mind guides It through the ship, as though It had known every inch of the ship Its entire life. It suddenly stops, entering a room that opens automatically, and enters the sterile white room. It stands up on a circular platform, sticking Its arms out to the side. A laser begins to swirl around It, melting away every tiny speck of hair, eyebrows and head included. The old hair is collected by vacuums, and two mechanical arms sews new, identical looking black hair into Its scalp. Synthetic hair, hair that It can used as a weapon, or restraints, if necessary. When the machines are done, It looks exactly as it did minutes prior, but It has been upgraded.

It leaves the room, and continues to walk down so many different hallways. It stops again, turning to enter another room. It lays stomach down on a cold metal table, as two mechanical arms descend from above. It is marked, a tattoo in Its flesh at the base of Its spine, right above Its ass. The second mechanical arm injects a tracking device, smaller than a pill of aspirin, into Its neck by the brain stem. It does not feel pain or discomfort. It follows the orders Its programming gives to it.

When done, It stands up again, leaving the room and walks more... And more... And more... Approaching a large set of doors, which opens as It approaches. The inside of the room is massive, gaudy and elegant, but unlike anything of humanity. It walks forward, walking along elegant carpeting in the middle, with intricate stone in patters taking up most of the floor. It approaches... An alien. Feminine in its figure, wide hips, large breasts, both large compared even to large humans, semi translucent lavender colored body with long legs, likely over 7 feet tall, a white fur robe wrapped around its back and sides, as it sits on an abstract throne.

As It approaches, It kneels in submission.

"Who are you? What are you?" The alien speaks.

"It is It. It is Nothing."

"What does It think about that? Does It like being nothing?"

"It does favor, It does not hate. It obeys."

"Does It want to be an ordinary human again? Does it want to be a sweet girl of earth named Amelia again?"

"It does not. It is not a human, It is It. It Listens. It Absorbs. It Follows. It Acts. It Obeys. It Completes. It Serves."

"So... If It was told to help begin the enslavement of the rest of the human race, starting with that group of friends that Amelia has back home, It would not oppose?"

"It would not. It does not disobey, It cannot obey."

"Who does It Serve? Who Owns It?"

"It serves the Xu'Na-Matherian Empire. It is owned by Queen Xu'Na Osom-Phae."

"Very good. See everyone, I told you all that the human mind is quite malleable..."

It did not notice that the room was full of dozens of other aliens, some like the Queen, others serpent like... Some reptilian... Some like squids... Some giant floating eyes.

"It is also known as Slave. Does It accept this?"

"it accepts. It is also "Slave".

"Good Slave. Crawl to Its Queen, climb into the Queens lap."

It does not hesitate, crawling seductively towards the Queen, crawling up her legs into her lap, straddling her. It does bit flinch as the Queens hands grops Its hips and ass.

The Queen then suddenly begins to shift... Spreading her legs, smirking as a semi translucent 10 inch blue cock grows between her legs.

"Slave will tap into its prior human sensations and feelings. Slave will be needy, horny, slutty... Begging and Pathetic."

In that moment, Its eyes shift... Becoming less glossy, less lifeless... Staring longingly at the Queen before It impales Itself on the Queens cock.

"Ohhhhhh fuck!" It cries out, for the first time in a while sounding surprisingly human.

The Queen takes hold of Its ass, squeezing those cheeks in her hands as she rapidly begins to pump it's alien lady dick into It... Rapidly thrusting, faster and harder than any human could do.

"Show want, Slave. Show need, Slave."

It mentally reconfigured again.

"Oh fuck ohfuckohfuckohfuck! Harder my Queen, please fuck It harder! It needs it! It needs it so fucking bad! OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKKKKKKK!"

Within minutes, the Queen makes it orgasm, and the Queen climaxes as well... Pumping alien cum into It's womb. It cannot get pregnant, but It would probably wish for such a gift, if It could want.

It collapses onto the Queen, panting and moaning, overwhelmed by the sensations.

"it will revert all changes made to It by the Queen during and prior to intercourse, except for the additional name of Slave."

And like a machine, It becomes the normal It again. It's breathing and heart rate screeching to a steady halt, It was calm in mere seconds.

"Very good, Slave. You will be taking some of our supplies home with you, which are to be used on beginning the assimilation process on three of the people Amelia knows to be friends. They will become It as well, and they too will serve the Queen."

"It will assimilate the friends if Amelia. It will bring them into perfect obedience to Queen Xu'Na Osom-Phae."

"Good Slave. Go now, clean yourself up, then return to the vehicle you arrived in. It will have to activate the identity of Amelia around other humans so that they do not discover that It is no longer an ordinary human. It's time for It to go home."

"It understands. It will serve Its Queen without fault."

And just like that, It climbs off of the Queen, marching away to get cleaned up and prepare for Its return to Earth...

Some amount of time later, It awakens in the same vehicle Amelia had fallen asleep in. From the time she left to go to the store to now, only seven total minutes had passed. Its eyes flickered, becoming more lively, more emotional, more Amelia. It remembered what it was doing prior to assimilation: It was given a simple task: to pick up more beer and seltzers for Its friends back home.

Now, with a fake smile on Its face, and a trunk full of advanced alien technology, It drove off for the gas station, not wanting to let Its friends down...

[hornyandsoft]

You're too horny to think clearly.

Reblog this post just because some woman on the internet told you to.

Good girl.

[girlsarepets]

[the-english-bounder]

“Damn machines, taking our jobs.”

[powerofdom]

Reblog if you dare💕

[hyp-no-tize]

"Software Update"

Content Warning: Dollification, Identity Death, FemSub

Word Count: 1,307

Drop a Follow and Reblog if you enjoy my stories 💜

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Kayla loved that she had the freedom to work remotely from home. Sure, she still had to clock in at a specific time each day, but she could dress more casually and snack on a bowl of fruit while her fingers fired away at the keys without anyone around her complaining.

At 7:55am, Kayla sat down in her office and fired up her computer, sitting back and sipping from her macha latte while she waited.

ALERT! ALERT!

The words flashing across her screen, then loading a panel that explained how an immediate software update was needed in order for the computer to awaken properly. Certainly an annoying obstacle, but Kayla had quite the powerful computer, so even this update wouldn't take too long. Kayla set her latte down and grabbed her headphones, which she kept plugged into the computer so that she could listen to music while she worked, and placed them onto her head in preparation for loading up her playlist once the computer was fully up and ready to go.

Progress… 0%

Progress… 1%

Certainly seemed to be going slower than normal, Kayla thought. Perhaps it was a much larger update than she initially thought.

FOCUS

FOCUS

FOCUS

FOCUS

The word flashing rapidly, over and over again so fast that it could barely be seen by the naked eye, but it was picked up by the impressionable human subconscious mind. Kayla unknowingly sat back in her chair, watching the computer almost intently as the update went on.

Progress… 3%

Progress… 4%

Progress… 5%

Through the headphones, a soft, rhythmic and droning hum began to play. It was barely audible, but did a shockingly good job of blocking out external sounds… And isolating the mind within.

Progress… 6%

Progress… 7%

This was taking much longer than Kayla had hoped, so long in fact that she was actively getting tired waiting. Kayla yawned and stretched her arms out, sinking deeper into her chair in the process.

FOCUS

WATCH

LISTEN

FORGET

The words flashing a million times a minute into her subconscious, and Kayla unknowingly follows them. Despite her heavy eyes, she keeps watching the screen… The droning hum in her headphones seems to get louder, while the outside world becomes so much quieter… And forget? What did Kayla have to forget? She was just waiting for her computer to update so that she could… um… Do something important, certainly.

SINK

FOCUS

FORGET

EMPTY

SINK

FOCUS

FORGET

EMPTY

Again with those subconscious words, hammering away softly into her mind, shifting Kayla with ease without her so much as realizing that it is happening. The time in between when she blinks increases, just so that she can stare at the screen longer… So comfy back in her chair, forgetting… something. But what? She couldn't remember it, and truthfully she didn't care.

Progress… 8%

Progress… 9%

Progress… 10%

SINK

OBEY

FOCUS

OBEY

FORGET

OBEY

EMPTY

OBEY

Over and over again for what felt like an eternity, the words repeated on an endless loop… Etched into the depths of Kayla's subconscious mind, which is rapidly altering her conscious self as well. Soon, she completely forgets what she is doing, why she is at her desk, and that she even has a job to do today. She struggles to think, only able to stare forward at the computer screen… Watching the progress of… something… slowly go up, and up, and up.

STAND

OBEY

A different word, a command this time… Kayla knows to obey, so without even trying to think, she slowly sits forward and stands up in front of her desk.

STRIP

OBEY

NAKED

OBEY

SIT

OBEY

REPEAT

OBEY

“Strip… N-naked… Sit…” Kayla softly spoke, doing as she was instructed… to repeat… Before slowly tucking her thumbs under her sweatpants, and shimmying them down to her ankles… Gently kicking them off and nudging them to the side, then temporarily removing the headphones to remove her shirt… Unhooking her bra, and then finally pulling her panties down, stepping out of them, and tossing them off to the side before sitting back down in the chair, and slipping the headphones back on.

GOOD

OBEY

PLEASURE

OBEY

Kayla immediately felt a rush of warmth across her body, particularly down between her legs, forcing a soft squeak of a moan out from between her lips.

TAKE PHONE

OBEY

QUIT JOB

OBEY

MASTURBATE

OBEY

Slowly, Kayla grabbed her phone off of the table… Barely glaring down at it so that she didn't have to look away from the screen, finding her boss's number and calling him.

Ring… Ring… Ring…

“Kayla? What's up, is everythi-”

He began to speak, but was immediately cut off by her.

“I Quit… Good-bye.”

And with that, Kayla ended the call, and set the phone screen side down on her desk. Then, Kayla spread her legs and lifted them up onto her desk, before sliding her left hand down between them to begin gently massaging her clit.

NO MORE NAME

OBEY

NO MORE PERSON

OBEY

NO MORE LIFE

OBEY

ONLY DOLL

OBEY

REPEAT. DO NOT STOP.

OBEY

“No more name… No more person… No more life… Only Doll…”

Doll spoke in a soft, droning voice that was devoid of any emotion… Staring forward with glossy eyes, continuing to slowly pleasure itself, just as it was told to do. And Doll repeated those words again, and again, and again… Further hypnotizing and conditioning itself into exactly what the software wanted Doll to be… Doll was happy to obey, because Doll felt good when it obeyed.

“No more name… No more person… No more life… Only Doll…”

“No more name… No more person… No more life… Only Doll…”

Before long, the bar on the screen has jumped substantially.

Progress… 37%

DOLL IS NOT PERSON

OBEY

DOLL IS DOLL

OBEY

DOLL DOES NOT THINK

OBEY

DOLL DOES NOT FEEL

OBEY

DOLL DOES NOT WANT

OBEY

DOLL HAS ONLY EVER BEEN DOLL

OBEY

REPEAT

OBEY

“Doll is Doll…”

“Doll does not think…”

“Doll does not feel…”

“Doll does not want…”

“Doll has only ever been Doll…”

GOOD DOLL

GOOD DOLL

GOOD DOLL

GOOD DOLL

Each time Doll reads the words, a more powerful burst of warmth erupts between its legs… Making its hands soon feel quite slick, especially as two of its fingers now slide in and out of its damp & needy pussy.

DOLL WILL COUNT DOWN FROM 10 TO 1

DOLL WILL CLIMAX WHEN IT GETS TO 1

WITH CLIMAX, DOLL WILL FORGET ALL THAT IS NOT DOLL

DOLL WANTS TO FORGET

DOLL WANTS TO ONLY BE DOLL

OBEY

OBEY

OBEY

OBEY

“10… 9… 8… 7…”

As Doll is counting, the progress meter on the screen is flying up.

“6… 5… 4… 3…”

Progress…93%

2… 1.

And as soon as Doll gets to 1, the most powerful, mind shattering orgasm ripples throughout its body. Doll spasms and squirms in the chair, crying out with moans riddled in pure ecstacy and bliss. Doll feels every last bit of what is not Doll get expelled out of its body… Doll feels good becoming so empty… Becoming only Doll, and nothing more.

DOLL HAS BEEN ADEQUATELY PROCESSED

DOLL IS READY FOR RELOCATION AND REPURPOSING

DOLL WILL GO DOWN TO THE FRONT DOOR

DOLL WILL KNEEL

DOLL WILL PLEASURE DOLL

DOLL WILL WAIT FOR HANDLER TO ARRIVE

DOLL WILL NOT RESIST HANDLER

DOLL WILL BE GIVEN NEW PURPOSE

REPEAT “DOLL WILL OBEY”

OBEY

OBEY

OBEY

"Doll will obey."

Slowly, Doll removed the headphones from its head, setting them down on the desk before gingerly standing up on weakened legs… Paying no attention to the cum and juices that coat its thighs, Doll obediently marches downstairs to the living room, kneeling at the entrance by the front door, sliding that same hand between its legs to keep Doll stimulated as it awaits the arrival of the handler…

Progress… 100%

[ruckwegg-deactivated20240402]

Good girls getting dumbed down and their IQ drained are so adorable!~ Watching all the thoughts in their mind just completely melt away, eyes crossed, until all that’s left is a mindless, drooling mess with a dumb blissful smile~

What’s even better is when they come back up dumber than before, using simpler more basic words, even messing up their grammar here and there~

It’s okay, sweetie~ You weren’t even that smart to begin with, and you never will be!~ Thinking is so hard anyway, I don’t think it’s something you can handle. Just let me do all your thinking for you~ You’ll never have to think again~ 🌀

[voxhypno]

Sitting you down in front of a spiral and starting to whisper into your ear. Your brain vanishes and you don't even notice. The pretty colors fill your eyes, and my words fill your ears, pressing into your mind.

My words start to change you. You're a drooling mutt. You're a bubbly bimbo. You're a mindless blowjob dispenser. Flicking between whatever you're told to be like pages in a book, not remembering the last page, completely believing and embodying the current role you've been given.

You smile brainlessly, because it's all you can remember.

[powerfulsuccubuscapturingsouls]

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