It started so innocently. You were on your computer. You were checking your Discord feed before getting down to actual work.
You thought you were going to study. But the file you clicked on from your friend Chelsea “Gotta see this” in a post message had other ideas.
Let’s get you nice and dumbed down shall we? You know why your here dear you want to be a Bimbo. And for whatever reason you’re here, maybe you like or aroused by the idea of being a Bimbo, being dumb, giggling over the tiniest intellectual thing, and getting screwed out of what passes for your mind.
What? I – uh – Chelsea what are you doing…sending …me this …file…?!
The Spiral on the screen was distracting her.
oh God – I don’t – uh…
But – uh – I – oh,
No no Chelsea not that no I don’t-“
“You’re not going to…you can’t…I won’t…” She said weakly, shaking her head.
Shh, don’t resist. Resistance separates you from pleasure. Resistance makes you unhappy. Just give in. Just give in
So do yourself a favor and for the time being let your brain reduce power, feel it growing lesser in ability and output. It might feel as if suddenly your brain just filled with sludge and now thoughts, ideas, and calculating ability have slowed to a crawl and when those thoughts aren’t passing through your mind it’s air in between your ears. However this power down isn’t so bad in exchange for what you lost you now feel happy, much happier than you’ve ever felt in your whole life. You also feel a wonderful wave of arousal passing through you in a circuit always going and keeping you feeling wonderful, aroused for me…
“Please…” she whispered. “Please don’t…”
You’re trying to think, aren’t you? Tsch, silly girl! Just giggle; go on, giggle
“No, I have to go. I’ll miss my class. I’ll miss my…class..“
I want you to just giggle and let it puff away. Giggle, puff, gone! Understand? You don’t need to remember anything else.”
“N-no…no…oh…oh…” She panted.“Oh Goddddd….what are you doing…to me?”
She couldn’t take her eyes of the screen.
“I – oh – my – uh – they…Uh, no. I mean, ah…Want…want this…want…no…must resist….must not obey…”
My words bring you relaxation.
deeper down under My control.
You almost feel dizzy as you let go.
Your mind can let go, but you must continue to read my words.
Your conscience mind can relax and drift, while your
unconscious mind continues to read.
So weak. So helpless. So unable to disobey. So eager to do what she’s told.
Mindless Braindead Helpless Slave
But you can’t stop thinking about giving in anyway. Less talking, more giggling.Less resistance, more obedience.
And finally, obey. Obey obey obey. The word “no” does not exist in your world. You do what you’re told without hesitation while sporting a million megawatt smile on your face.
It’s not your fault. You just can’t help it.
“What are you - oh - doing to me…” she gasped.
“What’s happening to me?” She asked, voice wavering.
You Want…want this…want…want to ..Obey…Must Obey…
Feel The Pleasure building.
She was feeling very hot and horny. It was overwhelming her.
Resistance separates you from pleasure. Resistance makes you unhappy. Just give in. Just give in
Resistance separates you from pleasure. Resistance makes you unhappy. Just give in. Just give in
Resistance separates you from pleasure. Resistance makes you unhappy. Just give in. Just give in
She smiled. Then she giggled…It startled her.
You’re trying to think, aren’t you? silly girl! Just giggle; go on, giggle
Then she did it again…it felt good. Really good.
The pleasure was making her dizzy so she giggled again….she couldn’t stop giggling…
Come on Fran, resist. Or do you want this?
“I want this”, she giggled.
“No, Master, I am your bimbo slave. So weak. So helpless. So unable to disobey. I giggle therefore I am” she giggled some more.
And her tongue naturally stuck out as her mind cleared of all unnecessary thought. Which by now, were nearly all of them.
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