Waking Up To A Bunch Of Patriarchal Bullshit On My Page And In My Inbox Has Pissed Me Off. So Im Gonna

waking up to a bunch of patriarchal bullshit on my page and in my inbox has pissed me off. so im gonna just say this.

I CHOOSE THIS. that is FEMINISM. feminism is NOT anti bimbo. bimbo and patriarchy do NOT go hand in hand. and if you think that, actually fuck off of my page. this blog is PRO FEMINISM and ANTI YOUR BULLSHIT. just because IM a dumb bimbo does NOT mean that women cant be intelligent.

yes i like cnc. yes i like free use. yes i like to be called it. ITS A KINK. and none of those exclude me being involved with another woman.

i am engaged to an INCREDIBLY INTELLIGENT WOMAN. shes a million times better than y’all patriarchy asshats could DREAM of being.

FUCK OFF MY BLOG.

PATRIARCHY ASSHOLES WILL BE BLOCKED, THIS IS NOT A SPACE FOR YOU.

Gosh, what an enthusiastic bimbo! You should use your tentacles to help bimbofy other girlies too! Good Girls make more Good Girls, right? Just slide those pretty pink tentacles into their heads and help them edge their brains away! I'll make sure those sensitive tentacles of yours are pampered and groped just as much as the rest of you! 🩷

God I want to be bimbofied so bad~ just made into a silly mindless ditzy girl who giggles and jiggles her tits. Even better if I'm genuinely kind too, like helping hold doors and stuff but also just liking being groped causally, not even being taken advantage, just happy with my intelligence and not caring whether I'm seen as dumb, instead giggling away whenever someone calls me such, because I don't care, I'm just a cute bimbo!

Imma good bimbo right? I just wanna be a good girl and jiggle and giggle! But be degraded or even called dumb, just being bubbly and happy and horny without judgement hehehe

Hey everyone! This is Jess. She's a good girl and a good bimbo, but her mean brain keeps lying to her and won't let her compliment herself! So I'd like you all to flood her DMs and inbox with lots of praise for her to edge away her mean brain to~

Be kind to yourselves bimbos! It's as important as being kind to each other!

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Edg slutttt jdjdhfchhhhh...

We need more bimbos that are confident and kind!

Bimbo is a mindset!

Be the bimbo you wanna see in the world!

Good Bimbo!!

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God I want to be bimbofied so bad~ just made into a silly mindless ditzy girl who giggles and jiggles her tits. Even better if I'm genuinely kind too, like helping hold doors and stuff but also just liking being groped causally, not even being taken advantage, just happy with my intelligence and not caring whether I'm seen as dumb, instead giggling away whenever someone calls me such, because I don't care, I'm just a cute bimbo!

“That’s good! Just take a little sip.” Samantha put the bottle of treated whiskey to her lips and Veronica reached out and tipped it up to ensure Samantha got a nice big draught of it. As the liquor crashed down Samantha’s throat a fire was lit in her chest and between her thighs. She sighed softly and tipped the bottle back to swallow more of the wonderful liquid. Samantha’s eyes slid closed dreamily and when she reopened them they were glassy and heavy lidded.

Veronica wasted no time as the drug took effect and spun Samantha around. She pressed her hands into Sam’s clothes and groped her breasts roughly. Veronica could barely control herself as she felt Samantha’s tits expanding against her hand, the hard nub of Sam’s nipple dug into Veronica’s palm and she immediately felt slick and moist, her pussy dripping with arousal. The tops of her stockings were soaked but she couldn’t stop herself from rubbing and squeezing Samantha’s chest.

“Mmmm, that feelsh sho ghuu~”. Samantha slurred heavily as the main ingredient in the treated whiskey was still whiskey. “My titsh feel sho wahhrmm~”. Sam’s words drifted off as she took another swig from the bottle. “Thash bettrs.” She giggled and closed her eyes as her breasts bulged further. “Hoo shhhit,” she cooed.

Samantha continued to drink from the bottle, shortly oblivious to anything except the pleasure she felt as her breasts swelled and bulged and milk began leaking from her nipples.

Veronica was sure her master would be happy with her new recruit. He told her she’d get her very own bottle of whiskey! She almost came at the thought of her breasts growing and lactating and she lost herself in the fantasy as she fondled Samantha’s ever increasing bust.

——— Found this image and thought of Tishlush.