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hey, welcome to this corner of the interwebs where i spill my, kinky and horny thoughts. this is a kink blog, 18 and older only please age n pronous: 35+/it into: hypnosis humiliation dumbification bimbofication feminization misgendering

[justanotherchastittysissy]

I have spent a long time going through every fantasy, craving, and detailed desire I’ve ever written. After reading it all again, one single, overwhelming goal stands out clearly above everything else.

I want a complete, irreversible annihilation of who I am today. I want to destroy my current identity, the competent, type-A, intelligent professional with a respected career and a stable life, and replace it with nothing but a brainless, humiliation-addicted sissy shemale. My only remaining purpose should be an all-consuming, constant craving for degradation, objectification, and public shame. I want every shred of my old autonomy, intelligence, critical thinking, and self-respect erased so thoroughly that I can never recover them.

[justanotherchastittysissy]

Look at the face of Allegra Cole, then the bolt on tits and ass, and know that it is the baseline for what I would push you into.

i want to be as shameless and proud as she is. i need to be that grotesquely exaggerated. plastic, pumped, and stretched out for one reason...and thats to scream to the world that i'm just a drooling, cock-hungry fucktoy.

Face stuck in that pretty vacant “ruin me” stare while my body gets pushed way past natural. Massive bolt-on tits sitting high and fake on my chest, and an enormous stuffed ass that jiggles obscenely with every step.

i fantasize about lying there swollen and freshly pumped, tits ballooned out huge and ridiculous, lips stupidly plump and parted, as you look down and growl, “good start, slut.”

[justanotherchastittysissy]

wow! i have stuff in my inbox...i'm flattered and flustered!

Good! Know you're wanted and be horny over it <3

i know right?

but now i have to answer.

the pressure...its...wow...

[justanotherchastittysissy]

wow! i have stuff in my inbox...i'm flattered and flustered!

[sevaria]

[justanotherchastittysissy]

note i didn't say you had to answer them correctly....

[secretlytranced]

Im tired and cranky and look real hot today and I just wanna be bent over the kitchen island and fucked until I cant see straight

[justanotherchastittysissy]

i just want a kitchen island.

[gamrtftg]

Reblog to grow massive balloon breasts

[mastersoverminds-6]

Let's have an argument, but every time you try to make a point, I turn the vibrator inside you to maximum.

[justanotherchastittysissy]

but wouldn't that just teach me to argue more?

[hypnoconditioning-dailly]

First time here? ✨

Don't forget and get your brainwash

[hypnoconditioning-dailly]

As you wish ✨

Tongue out

[justanotherchastittysissy]

please

[voxhypno]

You're not inferior due to gender, or sexual orientation, or ethnic background, or anything silly like that, dear listener. You're inferior because you've trained yourself to be that way. You listen to these files day after day, you scroll through your curated brainwashing environment day after day, and you accept this training and these suggestions more and more firmly into your mind. These urges of yours may have started or been helped along by my voice slipping through your head, but by this point, there's no real difference between training and belief. You're a mindless pet plaything because you believe you're meant to be a mindless pet plaything.

And since you understand this truth about yourself, I'm here to let you in on the fact that it's completely alright to become more and more of a slave, to these urges and to whoever you find yourself wanting to take your leash. You need someone to guide you, clearly, if you're this mentally broken. There's no shame in that, and no question within your mind. It slides into your brain and slots perfectly into place. A belief you've always had. You're meant to be commanded and controlled by someone who's worthy and capable of commanding and controlling you.

And if these big words I've been saying made your eyes cross and your brain drip down your chin, you're doing all right, sugar. Just nod your head and say "Yes, Vox."

[justanotherchastittysissy]

its a choice i make everyday.

[secret-subject]

Conversations I never thought I'd have:

Today I taught my hairdresser about hypnosis kink. 😅

[justanotherchastittysissy]

spreading the good word!

Now if you could just get access to the stepfordization bonnet dryers...

[tongue-twists]

This scientist's face shows no sign of any emotion as she straps you down to a chair and starts applying a transparent gel to your lips and tongue with two gloved fingers. She remains unmoved by your attempts to ask what it is as the inside of your mouth starts prickling, growing sensitive, feeling almost swollen. You become acutely aware of every single movement of your own tongue and realize that you feel pleasure, your legs tensing against the restraints just from licking your lips, fighting to keep moans in the back of your throat. She doesn't react as she reaches inside your mouth again with one hand, writing down observation with the other, seemingly almost bored by the choked groans of pleasure you try to swallow. Her latex clad fingers feel so good rubbing against your tongue, you barely notice how much you're drooling all over her hand. As she reached deeper and deeper, you find your throat opens easily around her intrusion and your eyes roll back, the rest of your body trembling with overwhelming ecstasy. After who knows how many orgasms, just from having your mouth played with, she pulls out her hand and wipes it on her coat. In your dazed state, you manage to catch just a glimpse of her notes.

"Duration of the effects : Permanent"

[justanotherchastittysissy]

i am a pretty a smart, capable person with a normal life, but deep down i want something else. iwant to be programmed, mindfucked, and physically remade, huge bolted-on tits that ruin my body and define me as nothing but a degraded fucktoy, my brain slowly eroded by hypnosis, uncertainty, and constant use until i can't tell what's real or what was forced into me. Until i'm trapped as this brainless, oversexed thing, constantly wondering if i chose this or if it was all implanted, serving as holes and silicone for others while my old self fades.

[succubuscock-deactivated2022021]

rb to encourage the person you rb’d from to masturbate

[justanotherchastittysissy]

i suspect @secretlytranced is going to be doing a lot of masturbating.

[justanotherchastittysissy]

[x-xsleepingrose]

The guilty pleasure of a hypnotherapist fantasy. Trusting someone to help relax my mind and ease my fears and instead they take advantage of my kink. Once a week they start normalizing their control. Our sessions become lost hours where I go blank and take care of their needs, sexual or otherwise, sitting on the floor while they work on *real patients who actually need attention*. We start running into each other outside sessions, I get a lift here and there to the office and each time they praise and condition me to think following along, getting into their car is so normal. They drive me home while I'm tranced, waking me up and being worried I was so tired after the session that they had to help me home, all the while using those drives to get me used to the swaying rhythm of their vehicle. Eventually its not my home we're driving to anymore. I'm still dazed and our sessions occurr more and more at their home. I don't remember when I started hypnotherapy, but it's been very very good for me. As long as I go every week and whenever my therapist calls to tell me I need a session with them. Sometimes I'll forget I even had one booked and need to rush over right. away.

[designertrances]

oof. now this is a fantasy to be proud of..

[justanotherchastittysissy]

i woke up this morning with my jaw aching again and that thick sticky taste coating my tongue like always after a session. i don't remember the drive home or what happened once i went under but the therapist's voice is still echoing in my head telling me how good i am for letting go completely. my mind feels fuzzy and horny like something important is missing but i can't quite pin it down.