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Good toys brainwash each other <3

Good toys brainwash each other <3

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I don't like sharing political stuff but... This shouldn't be political. This is just messed up in general. The "legal system" is broken.

let's recap what we've learned about the United States in the last few days.

things that are terrorism:

allegedly shooting a healthcare CEO whose company generated more pure profit (not revenue, profit) in a year than the GDP of 94 countries, exclusively by denying coverage to people who pay for it

a 42-year-old mother of 2 using the wrong combination of 7 words during a heated conversation with a call center employee at a health insurance company who was in the process of denying her health coverage.

things that are not terrorism:

mass shooting in a Black church to incite a race war

going to a BLM protest specifically to kill protestors

a neo-nazi running over a crowd of people, killing a woman

targeting and killing 23 latinos in an el paso, texas walmart

killing 12 people in a theatre, shooting 58 others, rigging your apartment with explosives

a QAnon groyper killing 7 and shooting ~50 at a 4th of July parade

killing 3 people and shooting several others at a Planned Parenthood in defense of the unborn

stalking someone relentlessly and then killing them and their child despite months of the victim making police reports

any one of the 1,200 murders committed by US police yearly, the vast majority being minorities

tightening your border while ~100 immigrants (including children) drown every year in the Rio Grande

United Healthcare killing an unnknowable number of elderly people by using faulty AI to deny medically necessary coverage

Aetna killing a woman by refusing to cover her cancer care

Blue Cross killing a 6-year-old by denying her appendicitis surgery

Cigna killing a 17-year-old child by denying her liver transplant

the pharmaceutical industry killing half a million people with opioids in the name of producing revenues in 2023 that rivaled the GDPs of countries like Spain, Mexico, and Australia.

the United States killing 45,000 people a year because they can't access health coverage

make sure you keep this guide handy the next time you find yourself interacting with your insurance company or any other millionaire, billionaire, or an individual who is part of a protected class such as a CEO or president of a corporation.

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Hahaha that's amazing!

Goofin around teehee

@spellbounddraws <- Credit for the template I'm using hehe

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"I think-" let me stop you right there, darling. You don't. You wanted to take a break from all your worries, remember? And you asked me to be the one in charge for a while, so you can just let your pretty little head relax.

Don't worry, this is only temporary. But right now, I think for you. Just let all that stress and tension be replaced by sweet, sweet pleasure.

Feels sooo much better now, doesn't it? Just moaning all your worries away. All you need to do now is relax. I'll take care of your empty, tired head for a bit, dear~

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That's amazing! Makes me wish I had a VCR.

VHS Store

This is a hypnokinky story idea I came up with a while back while perusing some spirals for my own fun... *ahem*. Hope you enjoy reading this ^^

It was a nice apartment, all things considered, but you were ready to get out of it for a little bit. You’d just moved to this new city a handful of days ago—but your friends happened to be out of town this weekend, so you’d spent a fairly miserable half a week just lugging things up and down the stairs, before collapsing onto your bed and just snoozing.

But now, it was time to explore. You were lucky enough to move to a neighborhood that was pretty walkable: you were just a block away from a trendy boba shop, two blocks away from a small boutique, and next door to a quaint little bookstore.

More curious to you, though, was the video rental store.

It was pretty unusual nowadays to see a video store, let alone one that seemed to be thriving in the age of streaming. But even when you were just a visitor and not a resident, there always seemed to be a flyer for it. It leaned heavily into the 80’s aesthetic with bright neon zigzags and confetti like an arcade carpet, with a television you could practically feel the static radiating off of. In bold VHS styled font, it proclaimed “We’ve got what you want! SWIRLY��S SUPER VIDEO!”

With a whole week before your new job started, you decided to make your way to Swirly’s Super Video, which was a slightly longer walk from your place. That didn’t pose any real problems to you though, since the sun was still high in the sky.

As you strolled down the street, you mused about what videos you were hoping to see in there. You guessed no one was pressing any of your more recent favorites, so you thought back to your younger days and what you’d had on the old VCR. You vaguely recalled a couple animated films and anime episodes, along with maybe one or two old spy shows. You wondered to yourself if they even had a comprehensive selection—or maybe it was one of those places that just pretended to be a laundromat or a bookstore or whatever, then sold something else. It wasn’t a bad idea for a speakeasy.

But you weren’t in the mood for day-drinking. You were more interested in what the store that you now stood in front of actually held. Gazing up at the sign, you noted that it was an actual neon one, with a stylized VHS tape containing the store’s name inside. This was yet more proof that this store was making bank somehow, piquing your curiosity even more.

The bell atop the door jingled merrily, and a blast of cool air hit your face. The store had less of a corporate feel than you remembered in Blockbuster and Hollywood Video. There were wide open windows at the sides that let light in, streaming onto the rows of organized VHS tapes in white shelves. The carpet had the same arcade pattern they used for the background of their flyer. It also seemed to have a backroom section. You mused silently if this place was making their money by selling adult videos. Not that there was anything wrong with that.

From behind the glass counters filled with movie snacks, a person stood up to greet you, “Hey, welcome in!” They wore a vaporwave style button-up, which matched both the theme and their tan skin. They had purple dyed hair, with two pink strands in the front. Their eyes, a honey golden color, crinkled a little as they smiled, revealing two buck teeth. “I’m Swirly and this is my super video store!” They waved their hands as if to present the place. Then, they chuckled. “Can I help you with anything?”

You blinked a few times before you responded to them. “Um… I guess I just wanted to see what was here? I can’t believe it’s actually a video store.”

Swirly chuckled again. “Oh, well! A lot of people ask me about how we got so successful as VHS store nowadays. I think it’s ‘cause despite the name, we’re worker-owned. But you know, socialism wins and stuff.” They shot you a grin. “But we also have a pretty unique collection!”

Your eyes wandered back over to the cordoned off area. “Such as���?”

Swirly either ignored you or genuinely didn’t hear you… you couldn’t tell which as they brushed over your gaze. “I don’t know, tell me about the most obscure movie you can think of as a kid.”

You racked your brain for a second, as Swirly put their elbows up on the counter. “Um, I don’t know? Pretty obscure anime?”

“We have a good selection of anime. We’ve got Gregory Horrorshow, a ton of OVAs, and we talk to a lot of amateur archivists to get a collection going too,” they replied. “Plus a lot of nostalgia bait for people. We’re Back: A Dinosaur Story, The Jungle Book, Totally Spies, even Whirlpool.” Swirly continued to list a few more titles, watching your reaction.

For some reason, you flushed as they mentioned a certain title—then you realized, as you recognized a few more, they were naming media you were familiar with because you’d watched the hypnosis scenes in them with just a bit too much interest.

Swirly smiled, and you were certain now that they were watching for the reaction you were currently having, though you weren’t sure how—!

“Okay, yeah, I kind of figured! I’ve been experimenting with different subtle hypnotic symbols and now I know for sure it has that effect on people!” Swirly looked delighted. “You know, for a lot of people, we are just a regular VHS store, but that’s not what makes us the most money.” Swirly came around the counter and leaned back against it, surveying you more closely. “We have a lot of subtle hypnotic symbolism that helps draw in people who are interested in our super collection.”

As if already in a trance (you weren’t exactly sure what they meant, but you knew it made your head dizzy), you walked back with Swirly to the separated section of the store, seeing your reflection approach the back wall in the security mirrors.

You opened the door to another jingle—no, a special jingle that made you stand just a little more at attention—into a room that was smaller and more intimate than the rest of the store. It was darker too, with no windows, but large screens on each wall without a door. Each flickered with a different but equally relaxing slow strobing pattern, painting each wall a beautiful array of colors. You realized that each of them had the same calming whirr of VCRs humming around the room. There were several small, low shelves with another collection of tapes, with a pleasing purple box instead of the standard white ones.

“Y’see, people who are susceptible to the signals we put into our flyers and the bell out front are the kinds of people who like this niche selection we have,” Swirly said, seating themselves comfortably onto the cushions on the floor. “They spend a little money to either hang out here or to rent our videos and have a session or two or however many they want at home.”

You understood the appeal intimately—it hit you square in the kinks. Being lulled into hypnotic bliss among all these screens or in the privacy of your home, glued to your own TV was tantalizing. Imagining doing it with someone else back here, especially someone as cute as Swirly was, laid out on the cushions… was doing something to you.

Maybe you were already in a trance since that new jingle took your attention, but now the spirals were taking it away again, and you understood how fun it could be if several people kept coming in and out of the room, fractionating you up and down.

“We have a bunch of different spirals that make you feel different things,” Swirly spoke in a low voice, watching one of the spirals with you as you flopped down near your favorite one. “Doesn’t that one feel so good?”

You nodded sleepily and slowly, before Swirly put their hand gently over your eyes. You nearly groaned, sad to have the spiral suddenly disappear from your vision.

“But this is just a preview. You gotta be all the way up and then decide if you wanna pay for,” and you could practically hear Swirly wiggling their fingers in the air, “the membership experience. You just pay us monthly and you can come check out two videos per month, or more based on your tier. And you can spend time back here.” With a little lilt in their voice, they said, “With me.”

You were supposed to have a well-paying job. And you wouldn’t mind having an excuse to spend time with a new, pretty face. You nodded. “Sure, I’ll pay. This is cool so far.”

Swirly sounded excited. “And it’s always nice finding someone who’s into the same thing as you are!” They lifted their hand from your eyes, stroking the side of your face. “Isn’t it?”

The touch of their hand on your cheek, combined with the new, comforting spiral, felt like it wrapped your brain in the same fuzzy static as the one you could feel on your old TV. It was soft yet tingly, quieting down every other thought in your brain. Just the beautiful, magical pulsing of the spirals around you, making everything slip away into trance…

The sun would be pretty low once you’d finally left that room. And if you accepted a drive home from Swirly, with a couple new tapes in tow… well, that would just make sense.

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Yay~

Hi, welcome to FemCorp International, my name is Erika and i’ll be your case worker for your legally required voluntary transition~🏳️‍⚧️💖

Click here to apply for a position today!

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Cuuuuuute!

The urge to just watch some cute girl's brains drain away from her. Just conditioning her to the point shaking my tits easily makes her mental performance drop by 10% and then, making the trigger get even stronger. Just watching as we sit on call together as she tries to do simple algebra, struggling to remember what to do and letting out those cute "ummms" and "likes" as more complex words simply seem to drift away. Eventually if she asks I'll tell her what I'm doing, tell her how I'm making her dumber and dumber, but by this point she doesn't mind a bit, so instead I just give a soft shake of my tits and savor her cute giggle, encouraging her to do the same, to jiggle around her chest, to be mine, to be my bimbo~

(inspired by the wonderful @darling-oblivixus)

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Ugh... why did they take this away from us?

Does anyone else remember playing music in Windows Media Player and just sitting there and watching this for like two hours

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awwwww adorable!

feedist kinktober 27 : boozy belly

this was one of the first things i wrote about em. i'm not the best at writing dialogues so i hope it's not to clunky, enjoy!

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Vladimir and Estrogen? Good for her.

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Where can I get these stickers? Um... Asking for a friend... ...that friend is me.

✨Stickers ✨

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Where... um... where can one get such a vital surgery?

Giving her a full leucotomy by snipping all the nerves that connect her frontal lobe to the rest of her brain, but then reconnecting them with tiny organic transistors, all wired together, and up to a little switch in the side of her head, just behind her ear, so both you and she can turn off that pesky higher reasoning whenever either of you like. Of course, she can't turn it back on herself... it would be a real shame if something like her glasses accidentally flipped the switch while she was out at work, or on the train, or eating lunch, or at a friends... huh, she seems to be losing a lot of time lately... but, if she's not worried about it, why should you be? ^_^

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"The CEO was basically a hero and had grandchildren! How dare Luigi Mangione, the obviously guilty shooter, have shot him definitively? Maybe if he wasn't too busy playing Amogus, the game that makes people psychopaths, he could have performed a peaceful protest and... boycotted the healthcare industry somehow." Not saying what the shooter did was good and legal, or that he shouldn't face a trial for his crime, but... A) Aren't you supposed to be innocent until proven guilty? Luigi is the ALLEGED shooter, and I've been hearing the news forget that part B) "Bideo games make you violent!!!1" When are we going to get away from this false narrative? C) Um... the healthcare industry was boycotting him already. That is his supposed motive.

CNN suggested that Luigi Mangione stage a boycott instead of what he did. a boycott of the health care industry. exercising my right to protest by fucking dying.

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I feel myself zoning out and melting just watching.

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<3<3<3<3<3

I love gentle hypnotic dominance. Of course, the more rough and intense type of hypnosis is nice too, but I truly do appreciate the intimacy of taking someone's mind and just editing it a little bit, rewiring their brain so they'll be even more comfy than they already are laying with your arms wrapped around them. Kissing them until they fall into trance and just holding them afterwards, kissing them on the cheeks and forehead and telling them what good pets they are. Turning them into adorable, thoughtless plushies who can only respond with a single phrase when prompted, something nice and reassuring to make sure they feel even better about themselves. Lulling them with a nice, hypnotic tone of voice, telling them how wonderful and loved they are, helping them fall asleep feeling comfortable and warm and absolutely loved, as they should. Turning their mind off just to hold them and tell them every single feeling you have about them while they're nice and mindless, incapable of remembering what happened while they were under. I love being rough and intense and shattering a person's free will just to use them, but I also love making it an act of care, of love, making them feel so warm and comfortable and safe just because that's what they deserve to feel, even if it takes a bit of hypnotic conditioning for them to be able to feel that.

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Dollification is beautiful... I'd love to make good dolls... ... ...I'd love to be a good doll.

I think I might need to begin counting the number of people I convert to dollification.

They learn that it can be so intimate and caring; that its embrace and bondage is bliss.

That its a kink for anyone, no matter your presentation or identity.

That you can be a sweet doll in a bright poofy dress and stockings, bows on every tier.

That you can be a prim and proper doll in a tailored nautical playsuit with high waist shorts.

That you can have some respite.

That I can look after your worries.

That I can look after your stresses.

That all you need to do is be still.

Be calm.

Be placid.

Be poseable.

That's it.

Good doll~

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aaaaaaaa <3