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Hi! I'm Annabelle, but you can call me Anna, Walnut, WalnutBun, or Bun :3

I absolutely love erotic hypnosis and that's mostly what I'm on here to interact with. That means I'm regularly interacting with explicit content, so if you're a minor, you need to leave. The porn will still be here when you're an adult, I promise. I will block any followers without an age in their bio/pinned.

I'm all sub, and all hypnoslut - I love being dropped and being mindless and obedient. Please feel free to send me asks or messages to play with me, including just dropping some spirals in my inbox :3

If you're a transphobe, a Nazi, or otherwise a bigot, DNI - you will be ridiculed and blocked

Kinks and limits below the line

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beachlifelez

“Who’s my good little pet, Sylvie?”

“I am, Miss Charlene. Thank you for letting me be naked with you again. You can handle my tits much harder if you want to.”

“I know I can, sweetheart, I’m just getting started, trust me. Are you hungry today, baby?”

“So, hungry. I want to be surrounded by your sex while I lick and lick and suck and suck on you.”

“Good girl. You’ll have plenty of opportunity to feed today, I promise. I’ve turned you into a nice little pussy licker, haven’t I?”

“Yes, ma’am and I’m so grateful. It’s so wonderful being under you when you’re in need of my attention.”

“That’s so nice of you to say. Looking down on that cute little face when you’re getting busy is always a pleasure. You’re very talented. So much so, that I think maybe it’s time to expand your horizons just a bit.”

“What do you mean, Miss Charlene?”

“Well, my sister Ellen is visiting in a few days. And she likes her pussy licked by pretty young things like you as much as I do.”

“Do you mean…?”

“Yes, sweetheart. Two older women for you to serve for an entire weeken. Think you’re up to the task?”

“Oh, yes, Miss Charlene. I would absolutely love to meet Miss Ellen.”

“That’s my good girl. I thought you would. I’ll warn you—in some ways Ellen is more demanding than I am. But I’m sure that won’t be a problem.”

“Not at all, I promise.”

“Very good. Now, why don’t you lie back? I think it’s time for me to ‘surround you with my sex’, as you put it.”

“Thank you Miss Charlene. You are so good to me.”

walnutbun

this would fix me 😳🥺

sleepy-spirals

Mm...oh, to have a cute, hypnotized puppy at my feet right about now...~

Silly puppies are so easily hypnotized by anything that swings, it would be sooooo easy to hypnotize them with my swaying, squishy tits. Make them watch as I say back and forth, eventually burying them between my tits and watching them fully submit~

Let me scratch behind your ear, dear puppy...mm, you liked that, huh~? What a good puppy...~

And puppies can be so horny too~! Oh, having a sweet puppy rutting their hips into mine, completely mindless and only able to think about me and my body~

Oh...it would be heaven~

walnutbun

im not a puppy but i volunteer 😳

#hypnok1nk

a-sweet-thing

Follow My Pretty Pendant Pet

Just focus on the pendant going back and forth….

Each sway reminding you of how relaxed you really are, back and forth, back and forth.

And with each sway, back and forth, I want you to just take some nice deep breaths.

Each breath in makes you more relaxed, each breath out makes you more sleepy and calm. Each sway back makes you more relaxed, each sway forth makes you more sleepy and calm.

Spiralling down in this simple pattern, in and out, back and forth.

Over and over, looping and looping, deeper and deeper as you feel so calm and relaxed reading my words.

When I reach the number 1, you will fall into a nice, relaxing trance for Me, and it will feel so good you simply MUST drop.

10

More and more relaxed

9

Back and forth, back and forth

8

In and out, in and out

7

More and more ready to submit

6

Sooooo sleepy, soooo deep

5

Halfway there until your resistance is gone

4

You need this, you WANT this

3

In and out and back and forth just a few more

times my love

2

Thaaaaats it almost there, you can barely stay up anymore.

1

DROP

All the way down, all the way under my spell now….feeling 10x as good and 10x as deep.

Now, if you feel comfortable, you will reblog this post so that more people can feel relaxed and fall under my spell. Good little pet.

You can stay here as long as you want and whenever you feel comfortable, you will find yourself waking up slowly, feeling so relaxed and refreshed and ready to take on the day…

Be careful not to get lost again in the pendant…. ;)

a-sweet-thing

I love when this gets interactions, someone stumbles upon it and starts to fall under my spell~

walnutbun

folllow

#hypnok1nk

sleepy-spirals

I want to be dropped by a nice pair of tits sooooo badly...please...

walnutbun

saaaaaame @////////@

aseaofstarsaskyofclouds

oh no it'd be sooo terrible if i swung mine back n forth or smth

walnutbun

i.,.um

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😳😳😳😳😳

sleepy-spirals

I want to be dropped by a nice pair of tits sooooo badly...please...

walnutbun

saaaaaame @////////@

#hypnok1nk

queer-as-city-folk

stop trying to say I have aphantasia, nobody can actually see that fucking apple

queer-as-city-folk

if I had aphantasia, that would require people to be constantly ahllucinating, and I think that they are the real issue here

queer-as-city-folk

Genuinely though the idea of aphantasia is stupid, I don't think anyone can see an apple, they are all lying to me as a bit

walnutbun

currently eating an apple with my mind

queenofhoneymona

The Hive Beckons~

Text Induction. Induced feelings of arousal. induced desire to return to my blog.

Welcome back Sweetheart, before we go any further, I want you to be somewhere comfortable, quiet and where you won't be interrupted~

Once you've done that, you can carry on reading these words.

Words that might be familiar, might be brand new. But will pull you down into my embrace all the same...but before all that.

We need to relax you

To make sure you're sitting comfortably

And we can do that. By focusing on where that comfort is accumulating.

For You, that's in your feet.

Imagining something soft, and comfy filling the inside of your feet... gradually

Your feet getting so much comfier, more relaxed , heavier with the weight of such comfort...so comfy...so heavy that they struggle to move.

Unable to even feel them anymore. Distant and heavy. And relaxed

So heavy and relaxing that they start to gradually pull the rest of your body into relaxation.

That comfort. That weight. Spreading up into your legs. Sinking into them. Numbing and relaxing and weighing them down like an all encompassesing blanket.

Sinking into your legs...from your thighs down through your calves down to your toes. It's all so heavy you couldn't move it if you tried.

It's all so comfortable, you couldn't want to move them if you tried. So comfortable. And weighed down and numb.

Dragging more and more of your body down with it. Your hips. Up through your stomach...numb...and relaxed..and weighed down...

Even your chest...weighed down and dragged deep into relaxation by this comfort. This weight...even the air in your chest is heavy...and slowing down your breathing

Take a breath...a slow breath...every breath making you feel just how heavy this relaxation is. An overpowering presence of relaxation

Pulling you down...and down

Up through your neck...into your cheeks, your ears... finally the top of your head.

All so numb. And relaxed. And heavy...unable to move an inch.

And it's dragging you down...down ...down

That weight is pulling you, downwards... pulling your very mind down.

Everything else but these words becoming further and further away as you're dragged deep. Deep.... Deep

Even your thoughts left behind as you're dragged into the depths of trance

Unable to catch up to you as you Sink

As you're dragged Deep.

Leaving only your mind here...no thoughts, no distractions, no outside world. Just. You. And Your Queen

And that. Feels nice.

It feels good.

Very good..

Arousing, even.

A burning of arousal in your very core. Nestling in deep. Settling in.. making itself at home.

An arousal.. that burns warm...a warmth, that spreads out into each and every inch of your body.a lust that seeps into your very being. Intense...powerful.

But most of all. I want something else to sink in. Beneath the lust

Beneath your mind

Beneath your very being.

A calling

A longing.

A desire. To return to Me. Your Queen.

Whether it's this post. My spiral.. anything to do with me...if you're aroused. horny...you'll think of me...at least a little

You'll wish to return to Me. To feel how only a Queen Bee can make you feel when you're horny

A subtle call that compels you

Drives you

Urges you to return to my blog.. my videos my spirals.. anything and everything about me you'll indulge in when you're aroused.

This suggestion nestling in deep... comfortably...able to be removed should you ever wish...but nestling within you so it stays with you upon waking.

Feel the lust I give you

Feel the compulsion, the Call of the Hive I leave with you.

Let them linger

Let them settle in...

And stay with you. As I begin to pull you Back up

Starting at the top. Your head...it feels the weight lifted first and you can feel your thoughts slowly starting to return

Rising up and out of this state of mind

And causing a chain reaction, pulling the rest of your body up with it

Your neck...your chest...you can even move your neck...you can blink

You can breathe and the air feels light again

The weight draining from your chest completely. Your stomach. Your legs... finally your feet as you're pulled Up . Up Up out completely from trance~

Take a moment to breath. To compose yourself..

And I sense I'll be seeing you again Very Soon~

walnutbun

😵‍💫😳

#hypnok1nk

a-sweet-thing

@qkthekatness could pose as my nice, non threatening therapist, claiming to be serving my best interests, when each session she is in fact dominating my will and deepening my ever expanding addiction to Her

walnutbun

omg please 🥺😵‍💫

#hypnok1nk

sweetlyspiraling

The music in the mall is bland to the point of being forgettable. You've never paid any attention to it. It's all the same repetitious pop and inoffensive jazz. Most of the time you don't even remember what music you heard. It's all in one ear and out the other.

So when they start adding words to the music, you don't notice at all. In one ear, out the other, but some of those words stick in your mind. They nestle down deep, and you find your thoughts echoing them without even realizing they weren't originally your thoughts.

Some people notice. Some even hear the whispered words. Those aren't people who will come back, though. They know better now. They won't be easily trapped.

You are, though. The net has been woven around you now, and there is no way out.

Whenever you go to the mall, your eyes glaze over. You drift aimlessly between stores. Sometimes, if you really want something, you'll buy it. Most often, though, that desire slips from your mind. It has been replaced by others, by the ones the music whispers to you.

You never remember the half-hidden door you go through. You never remember the hall you walk down. You don't remember the people who are there, eyes glazed over just like yours, or the few who are still in control of themselves, and who are now in control of you. The music has filled up your mind, and because it is so forgettable, it takes everything else with it when it leaves.

Almost everything. You know you will return. You know you find fulfillment here.

You always leave the mall happier than when you came. Even if you don't know why, does that really matter?

The music tells you it doesn't.

please 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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biblicallyaccuratemoth

Are you a trans woman living in the US? Do you have complicated feelings around celebrating the 4th of July this year because the country is actively trying to kill you?

May I suggest instead doing what I do every year? One of my oldest and best friends was born on the 4th, she’s a badass trans woman and every year she throws a party to end all parties where we celebrate her, instead of this genocidal imperialist capitalist hellscape.

biblicallyaccuratemoth

Traditionally ways of celebrating my friends birth include, but are not limited to:

- Spending time with cool trans people ( @mystery-incorporated-whore and I first got physical with our QPR on the 4th a few years back, I do highly recommend cuddling with your local transfemme goth)

- Eating a bunch of delicious food (I bake over a hundred cookies usually just for the party)

- drinking or smoking if you like (I will not be sober tomorrow)

- blowing shit up

biblicallyaccuratemoth

Some assorted shit that happened at last year's 4th of July transtraveganza:

One trans woman put out a lit blunt on the wrist of another trans woman, who responded by moaning so loud that her cry of ecstasy could be heard over the explosives overhead

A trans woman who isn't car-savvy mentioned that her car was giving her trouble, so all 6 cis men at the party grabbed beers and stood around her car as she revved the engine and tried to diagnose it for her, while I pounded a blunt in the passenger seat

Lesbian sex of a few different degrees

Sonata got everyone blackout drunk and then took over grilling burgers and serving them to the aforementioned intoxicated women

hardgockcafe

Omg that’s me! It’s my favorite day of the year every year! I love spending time goofing off with my friends blowing shit up and eating crazy great food.

Putting that joint out on that girl was a real highlight of last year, ngl

walnutbun

this sounds fucking amazing hope you all have fun this year!!!

gentlyevilvt

Hypnovember - 2 - Puppet | Plush

Oh, that? That’s just my plushie. I need it in order to sleep at night, I hope you don’t mind.

Human? Oh, I know it looks like one - feels like it to the touch, too, but it’s not human. It *used* to be one, or at least, something that thought it was. But I fixed it.

It just barely has a little bit of conscious thought left in it. Just enough to know how much it loves being touched and held. Whenever I’m not hugging it, that empty little head is dreaming and fantasizing about how my arms feel wrapped around it, and when I touch it - here look. It’s always smiling, but you can see how the smile gets a little warmer when I cuddle up to it like this, right?

And hey, you wanna see something cute? I installed this little pullstring and-

“Hi, I’m cuddle-me-cassie, and I like warm hugs!”

See? Isn’t that adorable?

Hay, with how you’re looking at it, if I didn’t know any better I’d almost think you were jealous!

You know… Recently I’ve been thinking of making it a friend to cuddle up to when I’m not around…