matt-is-me

[matt-is-me]

Can I kiss you until you're a dizzy drooling mess or is that too much to ask

[matt-is-me]

Making your mind extremely maleable for a while with your consent to see what I can get you to believe.

Telling you about what traits you have and watching as your brain molds itself into whatever shape best fits my description. Altering your common sense, making things like showing off completely normal and natural, all of it to temporarily transform you into a beautiful little toy.

Then, at the end, waking you up with all of those memories intact, and watching you blush at how easy you were to reprogram.

Such a perfect plaything~

[matt-is-me]

Thank you for your amazing stories (and for being such a great source of inspiration)!! I look forward to your posts as well!!

Their Greatest Invention

CW: Hypnosis, Mind Alteration, Edging

This post is partly inspired by the writing style of folks like @pocket-watcher, @curiosa-hypnotica and @hypnopum . Please check them out as well and show them some love!!

Your partner was always a passionate inventor. A person who loved creating new things and tinkering with existing ones. A nerd, with a mind full of interesting ideas they wanted the world to see. They put a tremendous amount of work into making fun, useful gadgets, which they loved showing off during your hang outs.

To you, that was their hottest quality, especially since they loved to tinker with your mind as well, relaxing your brain with beautiful spirals and entrancing audios they made during their free time. It felt nice, in a way, to have this incredibly attentive and caring person by your side, changing you for the better, updating your mind to let go of stress easier and feel much more energized during the day.

So, when they told you that they made a new gadget just to toy with you, you hurried over to their house to see what it was, feeling curious, and extremely excited.

You had been there for about half an hour and they were still in their workspace, occasional sparks flying out of the garage as they applied the finishing touches to their gadget. Finally, they stepped out, dressed in a white lab coat and wearing a pair of safety goggles. For some reason, the attire aroused you.

"So, dear, are you ready to see what my new gadget does? Do be warned, it will make your mind stop working for a bit~"

You were fine with that, especially since you knew how comfortable you felt around your partner. There were so many safety nets put in place, meant to protect you from being too conditioned. They loved you for you, after all, and didn't want to change too much about your personality accidentally.

"Alright, are you ready, hun?"

You nodded, impatiently waiting to see what they had crafted for you.

From their pants pocket, they pulled out a small, rectangular device, roughly the size of iPod. It had a tiny touchscreen, filled with settings you couldn't quite read from that far away. On the lower side of the device, there was a gray button, shiny and metallic, with a beautiful spiral engraved on top.

They pointed their peculiar invention at your face, and firmly clicked the button. The noise it made echoed in your mind for a little, already making you dizzy. A nice, red laser pointed at your forehead from the top of the device, and you could suddenly feel that your mind was being pulled away. Soon, spirals began to flood your brain, the same ones that your partner had made for you before, now being beamed directly into your head.

"Yes! It works!! You see, I figured that I can use very high-pitched audio frequencies and some simple light technology to make you remember the spirals so accurately that they just start playing into your head and...."

Their voice began to blend into the background, as your body became heavier and more relaxed with each second. They knew what was going on, but they kept talking, no doubt amused by your dumb expression.

After a minute or two, they stopped, and quickly grabbed a notepad from their coat pocket. While you sat there idly, your mind lost in the spirals, they looked you up and down, writing down note after note about how your body's response to the hypnosis.

And you just sat there, dizzy and unfocused, aroused by the thought of being a test subject for them. They finished writing, and looked into your eyes, which by this point were rolling into the back of your head.

"Mind if we take this further, dear?"

You begged to go deeper, moaning and nodding along to their words. They grabbed you by your sides and gave you a deep kiss, and within an instant, your mind shattered into pieces.

Every single thought you once had, and every spiral in your head, was now replaced with a feeling of powerful arousal towards your tist. You couldn't think of anything else but obedience, and as they grabbed the device you could feel yourself prepared to do whatever they told you.

"Kneel" , they said, clicking the button again. Your body obeyed automatically, and drool fell down your chin as the clicking noise bounced around your head.

It all felt so wonderful. So incredibly arousing. Your mind felt hijacked, filled with downloaded images and programs, meant to brainwash you. It didn't help that your partner's device was loaded with settings, from simple commands to personality changes, all of which felt incredibly easy to follow.

What came after was a series of rigorous tests, to see every strength of the device. You were made to obey, each command feeling like an intense jolt of pleasure. You were posed, showing off in tons of pretty ways and feeling like the most beautiful thing in the world while doing it. Your IQ was altered, re-added and re-drained. You were even turned to a cute little maid, happily cleaning your tist's lab for them, while they jotted down page after page of notes.

In those hours, you always felt safe, knowing that you could refuse anything at any point. You felt so loved and appreciated, yet so blank and objectified. You were one of their inventions. Something that was tinkered with, and made better. More obedient. More fun.

And, fortunately, the tests kept going. You drooled all over yourself. You were made into a puppy for a bit, panting as you absent-mindedly played with a pillow. You edged as you made out with your partner, every kiss breaking you even more than the last.

The device was incredibly effective. Noises you couldn't conciously hear and electrical signals you couldn't see. The red laser, affixed to your forehead, making you stare and massaging your head. The clicks, loud and incredibly addicting, training you to respond, urging you to continue.

And then, at some point, you woke up, exactly the same as you were before.

"And that, cutie, is the save state! I can reset you to here and your mind will just return to normal! Are you enjoying these tests so far?"

You cleaned the drool off your chin and said yes. It was nice to know that all of this was temporary, and easily reversable.

"Good! Would you like to go deeper? Maybe do something more arousing?"

It took a bit for you to respond. Not because you were hesistant, but because you couldn't decide between nodding emphatically and begging on your knees. You did some weird combination of the two, which your partner thankfully found adorable.

"Aww, you're such a needy toy. Are you ready?"

You were. And with one more click, you went completely blank. There were no more thoughts, or feelings. Just a toy, ready to obey. An invention, ready to be used and tampered with. Your mind returned after a few hours, normal as ever, but until then, you were just entertainment for your tist, becoming their most treasured and beautiful gadget~

[matt-is-me]

René Descartes if he was actually good:

I do not think therefore I obey.

[matt-is-me]

Their Greatest Invention

CW: Hypnosis, Mind Alteration, Edging

This post is partly inspired by the writing style of folks like @pocket-watcher, @curiosa-hypnotica and @hypnopum . Please check them out as well and show them some love!!

Your partner was always a passionate inventor. A person who loved creating new things and tinkering with existing ones. A nerd, with a mind full of interesting ideas they wanted the world to see. They put a tremendous amount of work into making fun, useful gadgets, which they loved showing off during your hang outs.

To you, that was their hottest quality, especially since they loved to tinker with your mind as well, relaxing your brain with beautiful spirals and entrancing audios they made during their free time. It felt nice, in a way, to have this incredibly attentive and caring person by your side, changing you for the better, updating your mind to let go of stress easier and feel much more energized during the day.

So, when they told you that they made a new gadget just to toy with you, you hurried over to their house to see what it was, feeling curious, and extremely excited.

You had been there for about half an hour and they were still in their workspace, occasional sparks flying out of the garage as they applied the finishing touches to their gadget. Finally, they stepped out, dressed in a white lab coat and wearing a pair of safety goggles. For some reason, the attire aroused you.

"So, dear, are you ready to see what my new gadget does? Do be warned, it will make your mind stop working for a bit~"

You were fine with that, especially since you knew how comfortable you felt around your partner. There were so many safety nets put in place, meant to protect you from being too conditioned. They loved you for you, after all, and didn't want to change too much about your personality accidentally.

"Alright, are you ready, hun?"

You nodded, impatiently waiting to see what they had crafted for you.

From their pants pocket, they pulled out a small, rectangular device, roughly the size of iPod. It had a tiny touchscreen, filled with settings you couldn't quite read from that far away. On the lower side of the device, there was a gray button, shiny and metallic, with a beautiful spiral engraved on top.

They pointed their peculiar invention at your face, and firmly clicked the button. The noise it made echoed in your mind for a little, already making you dizzy. A nice, red laser pointed at your forehead from the top of the device, and you could suddenly feel that your mind was being pulled away. Soon, spirals began to flood your brain, the same ones that your partner had made for you before, now being beamed directly into your head.

"Yes! It works!! You see, I figured that I can use very high-pitched audio frequencies and some simple light technology to make you remember the spirals so accurately that they just start playing into your head and...."

Their voice began to blend into the background, as your body became heavier and more relaxed with each second. They knew what was going on, but they kept talking, no doubt amused by your dumb expression.

After a minute or two, they stopped, and quickly grabbed a notepad from their coat pocket. While you sat there idly, your mind lost in the spirals, they looked you up and down, writing down note after note about how your body's response to the hypnosis.

And you just sat there, dizzy and unfocused, aroused by the thought of being a test subject for them. They finished writing, and looked into your eyes, which by this point were rolling into the back of your head.

"Mind if we take this further, dear?"

You begged to go deeper, moaning and nodding along to their words. They grabbed you by your sides and gave you a deep kiss, and within an instant, your mind shattered into pieces.

Every single thought you once had, and every spiral in your head, was now replaced with a feeling of powerful arousal towards your tist. You couldn't think of anything else but obedience, and as they grabbed the device you could feel yourself prepared to do whatever they told you.

"Kneel" , they said, clicking the button again. Your body obeyed automatically, and drool fell down your chin as the clicking noise bounced around your head.

It all felt so wonderful. So incredibly arousing. Your mind felt hijacked, filled with downloaded images and programs, meant to brainwash you. It didn't help that your partner's device was loaded with settings, from simple commands to personality changes, all of which felt incredibly easy to follow.

What came after was a series of rigorous tests, to see every strength of the device. You were made to obey, each command feeling like an intense jolt of pleasure. You were posed, showing off in tons of pretty ways and feeling like the most beautiful thing in the world while doing it. Your IQ was altered, re-added and re-drained. You were even turned to a cute little maid, happily cleaning your tist's lab for them, while they jotted down page after page of notes.

In those hours, you always felt safe, knowing that you could refuse anything at any point. You felt so loved and appreciated, yet so blank and objectified. You were one of their inventions. Something that was tinkered with, and made better. More obedient. More fun.

And, fortunately, the tests kept going. You drooled all over yourself. You were made into a puppy for a bit, panting as you absent-mindedly played with a pillow. You edged as you made out with your partner, every kiss breaking you even more than the last.

The device was incredibly effective. Noises you couldn't conciously hear and electrical signals you couldn't see. The red laser, affixed to your forehead, making you stare and massaging your head. The clicks, loud and incredibly addicting, training you to respond, urging you to continue.

And then, at some point, you woke up, exactly the same as you were before.

"And that, cutie, is the save state! I can reset you to here and your mind will just return to normal! Are you enjoying these tests so far?"

You cleaned the drool off your chin and said yes. It was nice to know that all of this was temporary, and easily reversable.

"Good! Would you like to go deeper? Maybe do something more arousing?"

It took a bit for you to respond. Not because you were hesistant, but because you couldn't decide between nodding emphatically and begging on your knees. You did some weird combination of the two, which your partner thankfully found adorable.

"Aww, you're such a needy toy. Are you ready?"

You were. And with one more click, you went completely blank. There were no more thoughts, or feelings. Just a toy, ready to obey. An invention, ready to be used and tampered with. Your mind returned after a few hours, normal as ever, but until then, you were just entertainment for your tist, becoming their most treasured and beautiful gadget~

[matt-is-me]

Yeah playing co-op games is cool but how about I play alone and you just sit under my desk and service me while breaking your brains with hypnotic audios. That's also a cooperative effort

[matt-is-me]

Dumb Toy Test

A couple of days ago, while I was listening to files to become a silly, dizzy plaything, I decided to keep track of how much IQ I was losing by doing a simple vocabulary test. I figured that, as the day would unfold, the results would slowly get worse, but I didn't expect just how much lower they would go.

The first test was taken at around 9:30 AM, before I started doing anything.

I knew almost all the words that appeared on screen, with a few exceptions here and there for the truly hyperspecific ones. Some words even had me pick out a synonym, which at the time seemed very easy. However, things were about to change.

At 10:42, I took the test again, and this time, the results were far lower.

After an hour of actively listening to files, and watching a spiral here and there, my brain simply started to drain. It suddenly became hard to focus, and easy words began to slip from my mind. The synonyms that once seemed so easy turned into quite the challenge, and I happened to get one or two wrong, further decreasing my score.

And still, I could go lower. My mind was still not completely blank.

The last test I took at 12:38, after I had finished a call with a tist. After so much time spent watching, listening, and obeying my friend, who had decided to toy with my very vulnerable mind, even the action of opening the site felt mentally exhausting. The results were far, far lower than expected.

By this point, every word looked funny, even ones I knew right away. In my dumbed out state, it was very hard to concentrate on anything that didn't have the word "obey" plastered in front of it. Synonyms felt like an impossible task, and I missed a few more as I absent-mindedly chose based on how the words looked. I even managed to click on a fake word, telling the test that I knew what that wad of gibberish meant, a mistake that showed just how gone my mind was.

In just a few hours, I ended up dropping my vocabulary from very good to way below average.

Just a few files, a few choice words telling me to sink and let myself go dumbed me down way past what I expected.

And with a few commands followed, all that was left of my mind went away for a while, temporarily rendering me a dizzy toy, barely able to speak or type, but knowing how to giggle and obey.

Hehe, being so dumb is like, really fun!! <3

P.S: For those of you that want to try this test out, you can find it here:

(Also you dumb toys reading this, you should totally share how low your scores fell after having your brains drained!!)

[matt-is-me]

Hehehe, Airhead Sub won the polls for today! Thank you all so much for voting! I hope you had just as much fun as I did!!

For the next hours, I'll be veryyy happy, giggly, and dumbb, so if you wanna shoot me a message, ask or comment to toy with me please do!! I'll see yall on here, heheheh <33

[matt-is-me]

#exposed

youre cuuuuute :3333

Noo, how dare you expose me like this? :(

Also, you're cuter!!

[matt-is-me]

Consensually hypnotizing you into acting like a stereotypical porn actor/actress. The sultry voice, the airheaded attitude, the desperate begging to be used and the loud moans..

I could buy you a pizza and make you believe that it's totally normal to pay it off with sexual advances! After all, in your programmed, pornstar mind, sex would be your only real thought~

[matt-is-me]

Oh to be an easily brainwashable henchmen for a hypno villian

If you don't stop that I'll brainwash you and turn you into an obedient playthi- wait why are you moaning

[matt-is-me]

Thinking about making a Personality Wheel, filled with everything from brainless pet to happy himbo, and then using it during my free days to determine the way that I act for a few hours or maybe the whole day~

Having a temporary identity that people could interact and have fun with sounds really hot ngl >//<

[matt-is-me]

If you don't stop that I'll brainwash you and turn you into an obedient playthi- wait why are you moaning

[matt-is-me]

Good girl! <3

Subs will just brat all the time and the SECOND you say something flirty back they immediately start begging like wow way to make this easy for me

[matt-is-me]

Of course it is! After all, you love being reminded of how adorable you are, dont you?~

Subs will just brat all the time and the SECOND you say something flirty back they immediately start begging like wow way to make this easy for me

[matt-is-me]

Subs will just brat all the time and the SECOND you say something flirty back they immediately start begging like wow way to make this easy for me

[matt-is-me]

If you're seeing this, reblog with the cutest hypno-mantra that you have. I wanna see what all you good toys love to repeat~