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Soooooo liiiikkkkeee how did this whole “bimbo” thing happen to me?
It started off innocently…
I had a strange excitement as a child when I watched Kaa hypnotizing Mowgli in the Jungle Book, which I think is where it all started. I was mesmerized watching Mowgli completely surrender to Kaa’s influence… watching him first resist, but once he gave in, I saw he was happy to be completely compliant and obedient as he fell into a pleasurable, mindless state. I saw how powerful Kaa was, to use his hypnotic eyes to put Mowgli in this trance like state and make him obey happily and sleepily. The song ,”Trust in me,” always gave me fanny flutters.
Once I grew into a woman and learned more about my body and how it responded to anything in movies, television, and books portraying or depicting mind control, hypnosis, brainwashing- anything relating to controlling someone’s mind and behavior— I started exploring my kink further and further. Watching videos of people being hyonotized, watching self-hypnosis and trying to become hypnotized myself, fantasizing about experiences I’d imagine in my mind- all while touching my pretty pink p*ssy and ending in the big O, then feeling a little weird afterwards..
. I once listened to a self hypnosis I liked that was in the feminization category- obey and submit to men, know your place as a woman, be more feminine and docile. All while in my real life, I was a the complete opposite- a feminist, a corporate woman, a fighter against injustices and gender inequalities- behind the scenes I was spending hours using my high powered vibrator and watching hypnosis p*rn. I kept this a locked part of myself— telling no one, so I never let someone else in or fully explored my kink with another person. Only having a few se*ual experiences throughout my life with partners who didn’t know who I truly was underneath it all. (Until Travis)
I stumbled across the Bambi Sleep files somewhat accidentally..what’s important with this post is to say publicly that I am in way too deep, it’s gone a little too far, I am so deeply addicted to the point of no return ✨I don’t think at least✨and I fear parts of my old self are almost, if not completely, gone….. but I am loving every minute of it.
My 9-5 is now listening to Bambi Sleep files (I use Bambi cloud). I found my mental capacity is still there, but takes some effort, and I don’t want to put in the effort. I’d rather be a good girl and go blank. I had large double D’s my whole life, but I needed bigger, so I had implants done in Miami, Florida. I needed to make sure I had a perfect, large a*s so I had lipo and a BBL done. The recovery was rough, but all I had to do was rest, be a good girl, work on healing, and listen to Bambi sleep files.
My entire condo is now pink. I love pink, it’s my favorite! My wardrobe is all pink, I wear tight clothes that accentuate my curves and I love ANYTHING pink and glittery! I love being a good girl and dressing sparkly and pink. I love being desired, even though I’m powerless to my conditioning, being admired and desired makes me feel powerful, and I want more people to see my body. To worship my perfect as* and big t*ts. I love posting pictures of my a*s and t*ts so everyone can look and see it. I am a bimbo. And I know I have always been a bimbo…. Bambi has made me realize that. She’s always been me… it’s probably why I’ve always been drawn to hypnosis. It’s probably why the Kaa hypnosis scene excited me so much as a child. I was meant to be hypnotized into a brainless, h*rny bimbo. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I also think about c*ck all of the time and wish it was more normally accepted to just ask if we could go somewhere private so I can s*ck it. My sister and I went car shopping recently, and my mouth actually drooled just thinking about dropping to my knees and s*cking the car salesman’s c*ck… I convinced my sister to buy a car because I’d do anything for c*ck… if I keep listening to these files, I may start ignoring social norms and give in to my desires by just asking…. Maybe then my sister would have gotten an even better deal on her ride. 💅Anyways- all I think about all day, every day, is s*cking c*ck.
Anyway- I got a little off topic. I tend to do that a lot lately! What was just a fun fantasy kink exploration has now become a transformative experience. I am becoming a better bimbo everyday, and I WANT to be a better bimbo. I want to obey. It’s my purpose in life, and it’s always been a part of me. It’s not so innocent anymore, though, but I have shifted into a better version of myself- it makes me happy AND turns me on. Makes everything more carefree!!
But be warned… it is addictive.. very addictive. It will change your behavior only if you want it to, but if you want it to, it will. I am still only a few months into my bimbo transformation journey, so who’s to say there’s truly no going back, but all I know is I don’t want to….. not yet, at least. your life completely changes whether you want it to or not (you will end up wanting to, though)
I have to go work on my bimbo training and go blank for awhile now though, so ttyl. ✨💖
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