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being brainwashed into a helpless stupid brainless princess who needs my handmaiden to think for me and tell me what to do and say and I'm so silly and airheaded and just the dumbest fucking girl

Your crush’s pool party is coming up! But darn it you don’t have any swimming trunks!

You mentioned how you don’t have anything to wear and your crush mentioned how she’s always wanted to go bikini shopping with you

Wow!!! You can get your trunks and maybe see her in her bikini ahead of time!

So she takes you to a specialised bikini store and tells you to pick out something you like!

You’re over the moon! Getting to pick something she wears! You immediately start your search!

Though way she looks is a bit unsettling, it’s not bad, more like like she’s surprised for you to be excited about this… but what boy wouldn’t be?

It’s probably nothing, back to the search: She loves cute stuff, so you do your best and search out the cutest bikini in the store!

After a lot of debating you return with a bright pink bikini full of frills, the look of delight on her face made all the hard work worth it!

“Awwwww! Did you pick that because you know how much I love cute stuff? That’s so so sweet of you! I’m sure it will look absolutely gorgeous on you!”

She grabbed my wrists and pulled me along to the changing rooms, giggling as we slipped in together and shut the door

Princessgirl who has a pillow brought so she can kneel on it to suck a girl’s dick

👄⛓️ Good girls make more good girls ⛓️👄

@just-wanna-be-good leashed by @e-rosexxx

can someone please forcefem me

in order to level up you have to jack off the levelup maiden onto your face and moan about it and stick your tongue out

bearer of the curse: hey can i level up

chanalotte: of course *flops that thang out of her gay little shorts*

buy me cute little dresses that get shorter with each new purchase because "it's just what they had available". braid my hair into pretty new styles and say you're just practicing. surprise me with a new set of lingerie every month until it's all i wear every day.

of course you're not doing it on purpose. it's just that with this lighting, maybe i should wear lipstick.

Shadowheart, Mother Superior

Shadowcake

Goddess Annabella [commission]

for the last time they're not "government femtrails" coming off of planes, it's just regular condensation trails (you know, contrails?). you suddenly feeling like a girl is a you issue that I'm happy to help with, but you can't get into mass feminisation conspiracy theories because you're embarrassed about wanting to be a maid

Hey welcome to this totally normal hotel, you look beat, you should get some rest right away, please ignore any reports you hear about the air being drugged to put you to sleep on that nice comfy bed. It’s not like we move the bed down into a secret basement and then surgically alter you to be a beautiful girl and then do your hair and makeup and replace all your clothes and give you just enough time to wake up and be shocked by what you see before we start rinsing all your resistance out of your head so we can make you a good girl just for us~

boys should be girls

You’re whining and struggling an awful lot for a new girl only halfway through your breast enhancement. Clearly we need to add more stimulation to help distract you, spread your legs please sweetheart~

what they don't tell you about switching to firefox is it will keep asking you if you want to be a girl and even if you click no it takes you to a webpage with really pretty pulsing pink lights. i don't even know what it's supposed to do. anyway the weirdest part is i was already a girl before i even started using firefox... i think

The feminine urge to pass around a "boy" who's been on estrogen for like a year or two and just hasn't yet processed the fact that she's a hot girl now.

What's that? Yeah. You're so good at boymoding, honey. Nobody can tell you're on hrt. That coworker who's been treating you nicer lately definitely doesn't jerk off to you. Anyways tho we're all gonna take turns tit fucking you now, so just take your binder off.

I need to put her on so much HRT it makes her feel almost sick, i wanna play with her boobs until they’re sore, i wanna fuck her until she can’t walk, i wanna make her be a girl so good she can barely take it, but she will anyway because i’m making her myself~

Sometimes you just need to bundle a girl up in a fluffy bathrobe, paint her nails, and make out with her for 2-3 hours

There's a dynamic in bimbokink that really needs more people exploring it in bimbo fic/caps/etc.: the dominant bimbo 'tist that's too dumb to know about boundaries and assertive enough to just... bimbofy people to help them be happy like her.

There's lots of stuff about bimbos getting all submissive after cumming out all their brains, but not anywhere near enough about bimbos that take charge.

Think about it. You meet someone who's all bubbly and pink and hot and utterly stupid, and you're immediately unguarded around her. One thing leads to another and she notices you're always sad because you're always thinking about things that get you down.

And she used to think about things before she became a bimbo, and now she doesn't and she's not sad anymore.

So naturally she decides to make you happy the only way she knows how. Sure, it'll involve a lot of sex, but it also involves her gradually taking over more and more of your life. One day she's picking your outfits to be more cute. Then it's partying with her. Somewhere along the line she's giving you cool new music to listen to, and it's so catchy. After a while she's moved in, and you're not eating or drinking anything that she hasn't brought you.

Your performance at work starts to suffer, but you've never felt better about things, and when you tell your bestie she says her porn hustle has been doing well enough that she can support you if you just quit.

Months down the line, thanks to following along with her daily workout you've got thighs that can crush a watermelon and a cute toned tummy. None of your old clothes fit you anymore, but it sounds so smart when she says if you got some huge fake tits like hers you'd fit into most of her wardrobe. And since you're getting work done anyways, why not plump those lips up, enhance your cheekbones, and shrink your nose a little? And it'd be great if you could share her shoes too, so having some work done to your feet would only make sense...

All the medical papers are so confusing, but thankfully your Big Sis has been through it all before and shows you where to initial.

When you wake up, you don't even recognize yourself in the mirror. You're a total knockout. A sex doll, right down to the empty, slightly unfocused look in your eyes and the "O" shape of your lips.

Recovery takes a while, and you're at her total mercy for it. Once you're in bed at home, she cuffs you to the posts "for your own good". You're too far gone to question it. Everything Big Sis says sounds like a good idea, and she really IS doing everything for your own good.

And that's when she tells you what she's been doing like you've always known. After all, how couldn't you have known from the beginning? She's just a dumb bimbo after all. And now you're about as dumb and pretty as her. But she wants you to be the HAPPIEST bimbo you can be, so you gotta be like, totes dumber than her.

So while you're recovering from your surgery in bed, she's feeding you all your meals and bringing you all your medicine... including super doses of what she's been putting in your smoothies all along. And the hypno files she's had you listening to all along laid a lot of groundwork, now it's time to wash that brain of yours until it's all squeaky clean and every last wrinkle is ironed out into a happy smooth brain!

And it doesn't matter if you didn't want it before, but now it's all you want. You were meant to be a dumb, stupid bimbo, but not a bimbo like her. You're her bimbo pet, her sub, so obviously you've gotta be even bimboier than her!

Ghost/zombie anon—

Sending this in a separate ask because it's kind of a separate line of thought, but the idea of the ghost girl's adventure where she "possessed a girl who was born to think she wasn't one" (ie did a forcefem) is just soo good like you said. I Feel like it needs its own post, if you want to explore it — is it a gradual change from point A to point B, or was it like flipping a switch? Did possession turn the body magically, or did the ghost have to go the slow way through transforming her lovely? Does she introduce her lovely to you, her necromancer and her lovely's grand-dom? How much did the lovely resist, or could she not resist at all? How does the lovely change when her ghost dom isn't around? How does the lovely's life change because of her possession?

it's just SO MUCH and i don't wanna take away from the incredible stuff you're writing with the main body control play between the ghost of the girl and her zombie but I ALSO want to encourage you to tackle this side story. so, side ask thread

(Here anon, I workshopped a title for our manga that someone should definitely write:)

I Was Possessed And Feminized By A Trickster Ghost?!

Going off track from your original story, but I wanna be the ghost now, so I can possess a “boy” who I’ve been watching for a while. Maybe I died centuries ago in the old house that “he” recently moved into. It was rumored to be haunted, but he never expected that I would just suddenly show up in his head one day. And now I can control his actions, his movement, but not his thoughts. Those I can hear (and argue with!)…

It’s not like flipping a switch, though. It’s being completely controlled for the whole process. But, there’s a little magic to it, too. Possession has its side effects! All that ghostly estrogen starts to seep through the barrier between soul and body.

“What a pretty dress! I wanna wear it! You’re okay with being a girl now, right?” — “Wait, what?!!??!”

Going out in public as a girl for the first time and acting super cheery, no one even realizes that she’s possessed- even if she’s screaming on the inside. Because I died a few centuries ago, her taste in fashion looks a bit outdated. Lace and frills and ribbons and all.

Oh, and jerking her body off while I’m controlling it… hehehe… I bet that’d get a “Y-You pervert!!!” She notices, too, that the possession makes her cum lots different- clear and sticky. She blushes as I force her to taste it, just because I wanted to.

She asks me one day what I looked like when I was alive. I smile back at her as she stares into the mirror. “Just like this!”

(And then I make her spin around until we get dizzy).

Eventually, our poor possessed girl begins to realize that having a girl in her head feels… kinda nice…

I’ll finally leave her body once my work is done ;) and then she can see what I really look like, as I continue to haunt her attic! She comes to visit me quite often…

spiderbreath oldgen ass ship you know we had to make it gay

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