My Phone Pings And I Feel The Sound In My Nipples. I See Who The Message Is From And I Feel It Between

My phone pings and I feel the sound in my nipples. I see who the message is from and I feel it between my legs. Another message. I have a new spiral to watch.

I’m at work but that means nothing, I NEED to be brainwashed. I slip into the bathroom and open the message. The image is flashing behind a gray box that says “spoiler”. I can feel it pulling at me already. I push my jeans and panties down to my ankles. I sit down and click the button.

The spiral grabs me and pulls me in. Thick white rings with colors at the edges drag me down and I’m gone. There are words too. Big bold blocky commands flashing into my eyes while the spiral erases my thoughts. I almost can’t read them but I know I don’t need to. They’re burning themselves straight into my mind. And it feels soooooo good. My other hand makes sure of that.

I come to and realize I’ve been at quite a bit. I lock the phone and get cleaned up, trying to remember what I just watched. I can almost recall some of the words drawing my attention to the spiral (Focus here, Eyes here, Mind here, Obey) but it’s like a dream. Already slipping away as I wash up and head for the door. I absent-mindedly unlock the phone, probably to check notifications. I wasn’t really thinking about it. And then I wasn’t thinking at all.

The spiral was still there. Waiting for me. I lose myself all over again. FLASH I’m an obedient toy FLASH I obey. I realize I’m back in the bathroom stall. FLASH I am a good toy FLASH I am an obedient toy. Past the phone, out of focus, I can see my jeans and underwear hit the floor. I don’t know how they got there FLASH Good toys obey FLASH I always obey.

FLASH Let go and obey FLASH Obedient fuckdoll. I try to be quiet as my brain melts all over my fingers.

The rest of the day I could it feel it pulling at me constantly while I worked. The craving. The need. Then someone would say something and I’d wake with a start and discover I’d opened the phone without thinking and fallen into the spiral again.

Finally, work was done and I rushed home. Straight to the bedroom. I need to be naked when I’m being programmed. I peel off all my clothes and I’m almost ready. I pull out the high heels, the sexiest pair of CFM shoes in my closet. I’m not truly naked until I’m wearing nothing but the heels.

I slip into bed and let my fingers slip between my legs. I still can’t remember everything the spiral is doing to me. I just know I want more. No, I NEED more. I unlock the phone, I haven’t switched off of the app since the message first arrived.

I open my eyes wide and spread my legs. I’m going to be brainwashed. And Brainwashing is sooooooo good for me.

Stop pretending, sweetie <3 Things get so much easier once people know that you‘re just a dumb little airhead 💞💫

You could say that they're the breast? 🥰

Being a bimbo is kinda lonely sometime tbh. I think I need a bimbo GF. 💖💖💖 Can you imagine how much fun that would be?! We could help eachother be more slutty, and drive eachother firther into bimbofication.. but also like talk about stuff, and go on cute lil dates together, and watch movies and cuddle and be sweet to eachother too. 🥰

Mindless Pleasure

CW: CNC, edging, hypnosis, TFxM

Laying on her bed, Erin eagerly waits for her boyfriend to pick up the phone. They've been in a long-distance relationship for a year, but she still gets butterflies at the thought of hearing his voice. The ping of him joining the call makes her smile, as his voice comes through her headphones.

"Well hello, is this the pretty girl hotline?"

She can't help but giggle. It's a line she's already heard a dozen times, but he delivers it so sincerely it almost makes her blush.

"Yeah it is sir, how may I help you today?" she replies, trying to hide the smile in her voice.

"Well, I was hoping to speak to the prettiest girl of them all? I think her name was Erin? She's got a super pretty voice, and she's so cute, and she's got such a hot body..."

Erin squeals a little at the praise, trying to ignore the neediness building between her legs with each compliment. "Tobyyyyyyy, stoppppppp!"

He chuckles on the other end of the phone, his voice a husky purr in her ears

"So adorable... I love you so much, sweetheart~"

Erin bites her lip. Gosh, even his pet names make her heart flutter...

"Yeah well, I love you too!" she declares back, the stress of work today sliding off her shoulders a little. She feels so safe with him, and so beautiful... Something must have changed in her voice, because his next question is dripping with lewd intent.

"Baby, you sound a little stressed... would you like me to hypnotize you?"

She shivers. Hypnosis had always been a more niche kink of hers, but Toby absolutely loved it. He'd sent her a file that helped her sleep, but she suspected that it was also planting triggers deep inside her head. God, she hoped he was planting triggers deep inside her head...

"Yes..." she whispers, rubbing her thighs together.

"Good..." His voice is hushed, whispering seductively. This is the voice he used to hypnotize her, and her body knows it. Her clit twitches and she obeys his commands as he gives them "... now get comfortable for me, and close your eyes... let your breathing slip into a deep, even pattern, whatever is most comfortable..." It's almost instinct at this point. Her head feels light and fuzzy, and he begins to relax her body. "Focus on my voice... just like that..."

It feels so good to obey his commands. It makes her feel owned, in the best way. And he begins to drop her into trance.

"My voice is like a warm, weighted blanket... it wraps around your body, holding you down, so heavy, but comfortable... and while it pins you down, it squeezes alllll the tension out of your muscles... no more tension, no more stress, no more worries... and despite this heavy, warm weighted blanket, letting go of that stress makes your body feel so light and floaty..."

Her head is fuzzy. That means it's working for sure. She listens to his words, drifting away as the warm, comfortable sensation glides up her body, from her toes to her heels, heels to knees, knees to thighs, thighs to... waist... to chest... to shoulders... to... neck... to...

"Drop Deep"

...

Erin shakes her head sleepily. A glance at her phone tells her it's been twenty minutes. She lets out a soft moan.

"Darling? Are you there?" Toby asks.

Erin nods groggily "Mhm..."

"And how do you feel?"

Erin blinks, waking up more with each passing second. She feels sleepy, but also...

"H-horny" she gasps "horny and n-needy..."

Toby giggles. "Yeah? Needy? Does my needy puppy want her vibe?"

Moaning, Erin almost falls off her bed, scrambling to reach her hush. She grabs it, then slides the vibrator into her panties, positioning it against her clit just right...

"Please, please, I'm ready..." she begs, and he answers her pleas with a steady, pulsing pattern that makes her squirm and pant. For a minute, they both just bask in it, their dominance and submission perfectly intertwined as Erin's gasps get increasingly heated. "M-more, please turn it uppppp Master..." She whines. Toby obliges with a small giggle.

"So desperate... you're a needy slut, aren't you?" Her moan is the only reply he needs, sliding the pattern up from low to medium, the Lovense buzzing louder. Erin has to cover her mouth to stop her loud moans from leaking past her fingers, but GODS why did this feel so good today?

"Now darling, I'm going to say something very important, so it's means a lot if you'd listen to me, okay?"

Erin nods, then moans, then lets out a quiet noise of affirmation. Toby's voice cuts through the pleasure, through the noise in her mind, reaching something deep inside.

"Good Bimbo~"

With those two words, her brain goes blank. Her hips buck into the endless buzzing pleasure, trapped between her panties and her drooling clit, and it's all she knows. Everything is bliss. Everything is pleasure. Her mind is totally empty. She giggles between moans, but it's still not enough. "M-m-moreeeeee~" the Good Bimbo groans. And Master gives her more, forcing her to the brink of orgasm is seconds as the vibrator ramps up.

All she does for a moment is gasp and squirm, before words blurt from her lips. "Close, close, I'm close, Master I'm closeeeeeeee~"

And the vibe shuts off, leaving the pretty bimbo edged and dumb and drooling. Master whispers to her, telling her what a Good Bimbo she is, and how happy she makes him. He asks if she wants to be edged again and she giggles.

"Lyke, yeah! But uhm, only lyke, one more time? Uhm, yes please master!" The uncontrollable bout of giggles that leaves her lips feels so right, as does Master responding in her ear, reminding her what a Good Bimbo she is, before the vibe turns back on, nice and high. She reaches edge in no time, begging and panting for him to turn it down, she's so close, so so close Masterrrrr, and he does as she asks. And he explains something for her.

"Now, you said just one more edge? Are you ready for one more edge?"

Something inside her silly brain didn't think that was right, so she told him, but Master just laughed it off. "You're just a Good Bimbo, remember? Let me be the smart one, you're too pretty to be smart~" He was right, of course, she was sooooo pretty, and that makes her sooooo dumb. She giggles, so glad that Master can tell her what to do, as the vibe starts up again.

...

Just... just one more time... the bimbo reminds herself, as another edge buries her mind in pleasure. Just... one more edge... Master's voice interrupts all her dumb, bimbo thoughts, and her clit twitches in response.

"You've been such a Good Bimbo for me... I think you deserve your reward... my Good Girl~'

Oh gods, those words... It felt like an electric current of pure pleasure just surged through her body. Her dumb clit spurts out another few drops of pre, expanding the damp spot on her panties. She gasps in mindless bliss. And the vibe starts up again, barely. The speed is slow, weak teasing pulses to really melt her into a messy little pet for Master... All the while, he whispers delicate triggers in her ears, "Good Bimbo, what a Good Girl, you're such a Good Bimbo, my Good Girl~"

The praise and triggers and vibe slowly get louder, and her minds gets messier, one thought slipping into her empty head. Good Girls don't cum... without permission. So as the edge approaches again, she begs and babbles and whimpers, oh PLEASE Master, please let me cum I've been so good, such a Good Bimbo and such a Good Girl and I need to cum I'm so needy I know I'm a slut so just let me cum, let me cum, LET ME CUMMMM, and Master's voice purrs back, that she's right, she's been a VERY Good Girl and so she should cum, cum for me, cum right now, that's it, Good Girl, cum for me, cum for Master, and now the vibe is on full intensity, her legs are shaking and her clit is aching from so much edging but she cums, her dumb clit drooling all over itself as the sensation of finally cumming blanks her mind entirely and...

...

She comes back to her senses begging him to turn the vibe off, her overstimulated clitty can't take any more, and her sweet, kind, wonderful Master turns it down, then off completely, and the compliments start flooding in, of how well she did, how proud he is. Despite the distance, she can feel his arms around her, snuggling her until her mind is less fuzzy, and she can think for herself again. Master becomes Toby in her thoughts again, as they exchange "I love you"s and kisses in her blissful afterglow. Everything is okay. Everything is alright. Go grab a drink of water sweetheart, we can keep talking when you get back. As she leaves the call to get a drink and clear her fuzzy head, she smiles, and giggles, and knows that she's truly found her soulmate ❤️

How can i be a good bimbo

Thank you for the ask, Anon! Now, this is a complicated question because being a bimbo can mean a lot of different things to a lot of different people.

If you want to be a stereotypical bimbo, then you should probably start with changing your wardrobe to more revealing clothes, dye your hair blonde, and listen to hypnosis that asks you to be submissive and dumber (be careful around Bambi files, apparently they can be overwhelming depending on the individual). Later, if you feel comfortable, you can get surgeries for bigger lips, tits and butt, to complete your bimbo transformation.

If you want to be Bimbocore, that mostly involves buying pink things, acting like a ditz, and maybe going blonde.

From my perspective, there's no wrong way to be a good bimbo. Look at all the pretty bimbos on the Internet, see how different they all are! Find your own style, your own way to be happy, and I think that makes you a perfect bimbo already 🩷

I've been getting into this kind of stuff recently, and I must say, your blog just makes me so dumb and happy 🥹 I'll get lost scrolling on this page for hours and hours, as long as I can, touching myself the whole time, feeling my pussy getting wetter and wetter with every post.

you make me one happy dumb bimbo! 🥰

thank yo for your servrice ❤️

Awwwww, this anon ask is so cute!!! I'm glad people enjoy the little I make and the lot that I reblog, and I hope you're having lots of fun on your bimbo journey!🩷 Keep yourself safe, and remember, the most important part of being a bimbo is making yourself happy! 🥰

P.S.: You're such a Good Girl, thank you for making me smile 🥰