#behavior modification

[edgyazureeeee]

Just like that. Hold still little one. It's not my fault- you made Daddy do this to you. Fuck baby you're bleeding all over for Dad. Shut up. I said shut up baby. You asked for this. You forced Daddy to rape you. You love it. Don't cry about it. *Daddy wraps his hands around little ones throat tightly cutting off your air supply completely, slamming in and out violently* See? That's better. Keep moaning and whimpering for your Dads cock like the little Rape toy you are. Daddy knew you love it.

[viv-leanne]

Protocol is good for you, incorporating it into your life is a beautiful thing. train your responses so that you can serve your Superiors correctly. be a good doll ♡

[rdncktf]

REDNECKINIZATION

I've been seeing lots of posts recently of guys finally pushing their fantasy tf out into reality - living it, becoming it. I figured, maybe it's time I start to do the same... And so, here I am, trying to find bros with twisted minds to help me push it into my reality.

What better future could there be for someone like me than becoming a trashy, dumb, slobby, sleazy conservative redneck bro, all decked out in Southern Pride swag and locked into a dead-end existence.

Things about me are that I'm a 24 year old gay dude, who considers himself pretty artsy and cultured. 5'7-8ish, youthful looking twink type, and a bit of a superiority complex.

What better way for me to be knocked down a few (hundred) pegs permanently than to embrace becoming the bottom of the barrel in society.

This is a big thing to do, nerve-wracking, but so hot and twisted at the same time. I don't want RP or fantasization, I want hardcore enforcement and changes. If you feel like talking about that with me, or think you want to help drag me down the rabbit hole, feel free to DM me. I'll happily comply with any real-life methods to make it come true, no matter how dark.

🇺🇸 GOD BLESS AMERICA BRO 🇺🇸

[foxinyourhead]

My favorite thing in mind control media is a change in behavior. Whether the victim subject notices it or not, seeing them act in a way that goes against their norm. Small behavioral patterns are fun and intimate and hot when the person is known so the difference can be seen. It's understandable (and just as hot) in shorter stories to use tropes stock personalities as a shorthand to demonstrate the changes.

Like a rebellious and angry goth punk finding herself trading gossip and oral sex with the perky cheerleader. A no-nonsense executive in her late 30s finds she can't stop chewing gum or sucking on lollipops while the desire to put her hair up in pigtails and practice tiktok dances grows ever stronger. The jealous and controlling husband who becomes kind and polite and worships the ground his wife walks on...or cannot stop himself from acting enthusiastic about his wife becoming a free use fucktoy. A nerdy, introverted honor student who's vocabulary suddenly is filled with 'umm's, 'likes', and giggles, and who starts incorporating blowjobs into her tutoring sessions. And of course the tomboy who starts to feel excitement about wearing outfits with lace and ruffles, putting bows in her hair and starting to practice applying makeup.

[whumpcereal]

Hello, tumblr friends. Obviously, I've been more than a little absent over the last year or so, and I don't think that will be changing. So, I wanted to let you know that Joe & Jack, and Will & Tommy have probably done all that they're going to--at least as I've written them. I love them very much, and I love this community very much as well, but my personal life and my writing priorities have shifted away from my sweet boys. I'll do my best to make sure that I leave behind a comprehensive master list in the weeks ahead, so that they can still be enjoyed by anyone who loves them!

I may pop on every now and again to see what everyone is up to. If anyone wants to play around with my characters, they're welcome to it, but I would appreciate a creator's credit in return.

Thanks to all for their love and encouragement, and I'll see you around!

[stonedstr8]

Commitment to Convert

For a long time I have been focusing on reading all of the hot stereotypical gay to straight stuff on Tumblr. It's influenced some of my own habits in real life, and I've decided that it's time to push into it full time and go down the rabbit hole in permanent ways.

So from this point on, I'll be dedicating all of my time to becoming the trashiest, raunchiest, dumbest straight stoner bro possible. Toke and Stroke will be my new motto and life goal.

This blog is going to be dedicated to my IRL transformation journey, as well as any fictional writings I come up with about the process, so if that interests you feel free to follow and reach out too, I'm always happy to chat with other bros into similar stuff or meet people interested in helping reinforce the transformation.

Toke and Stroke bros 💪🏼

[abrainwashedmel]

Today i have been instructed to end every message to my partner with "Sir" and consequently, i have been consumed by thoughts of subservience and obedience all day.

The fantasy of looking up at them, a wide blank smile on my face with nothing else in my mind. Dreaming about their hand in my hair, petting at first until their hand tightens to guide my head. Dreaming about soft sighs and reverent "thank you"s as i finally get what i want - to be a useful set of holes for Sir.

[kinkyrhia]

The Facility (Day 1)

I wake up in a room. I don't remember what happened or how I got here. The last memory I have is sitting at the bar flirting with a man who had a peculiar accent that I couldn't place. Something about the low tone of his voice pulled me in, made it hard to think, and then everything went blank. Now I'm alone in a strange bed in a strange room with only a single light from the ceiling. There's nothing else in the room. There's just the bed and the door.

I go to get out of bed, and as the cool air hits my skin, I realize I am naked. I pull the blanket off the bed and wrap it around my body before checking the door. As I suspected, it was locked. No windows, no other exits, I'm trapped.

After a very brief investigation of the room that yields no new information, I sit back on the bed and try hard to remember what happened and how I got here. I don't know how much time passes... minutes... hours... before I hear a key on the door lock. A moment later two men and a woman come in. They say nothing to me as one of the men drags me off the bed and takes the blanket from me, leaving me naked on front of them. The second man and woman begin placing leather cuffs around my wrists, ankles, and thighs. They then strap me down face up in the bed. I scream and protest, but they don't care. One of the men seems to find my struggles particularly entertaining.

Once I am finally restrained, the woman places something on my head. It's a headset that covers my eyes and ears. A moment later a display lights up and a strange spiral starts to spin before my eyes. I hear moaning and whispers and a soft feminine voice starts speaking... Obedience is pleasure... Pleasure is obedience... Obedience is pleasure... Pleasure is Obedience... over and over again. I feel something pressed between my legs and a low vibration begins to stimulate my clit. I feel my body becoming aroused and I have no ability to stop it. I am left there for hours... the moaning, the chanting, and the pleasure drowning out any other sounds or sensations.

Where am I?