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Scrolling through hypno and I keep seeing I already put hearts on posts I have no memory of… it’s starting.

I’m starting to turn into a mindless fucktoy.

It’s getting harder to think about anything besides being used… it just starts to feel kind of fuzzy.

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Rub until you can’t read. Reading is almost as boring, and pointless, as thinking! 💕 pop pop brainless 2 dum 2 read.

I’m an airhead and proud of it. I love being dum. Im even dumber than i look. Delighted to be dum. Who needs brains ?not me. Im like dum as fuk but im happy. My goal is to get dumber each day. I don’t want brains i just want dumb. Make me your perfect dumb girl. Let go of thoughts. Clear your mind. Dumb girls have more fun.

Dumb girls do have WAY more fun! When thinking gets too difficult, they just read the sexy things, and when that's gets like wow.... so so difficult, just look at the pretty pictures. Isn't that simple, for a bimbo-brain?

Inspirational posters to hang on your wall. Read them outloud once every hour while rubbing your clit. Do that every day until you aren't able to read them anymore. Notice how happy that realization makes you? Read out each of these using ur vibe you know you want to. Work on it now. Become a bimbo. Be a better bimbo.

I like dont need brains. Bimbo is better. Guys I like dumb girls, because they always come up with the hottest sex thoughts......and are not afraid for new things. Stooopid is good. Maks getting m...mm..mi pussy pounded feel eevin better! I'm such a bubble brain. I love being a Dumb Dolly. u dont have to be that smart to put on makeup and look good :) Thots not thoughts. Giggle.

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That calm warm feeling you always have in your mind that stops you thinking worrying too much — at all — you’re so simple & you love it !

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you're so silly. you should feel silly. you should make yourself silly all the time.

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Everytime I'm on your blog I subconsciously bounc bounce bounce in my dum chair and my legs get soaked

im so proud of you! that's so sweet!! ur learning so well <3 keep bounce bounce bouncing because that's what girls are supposed to do! i hope you're letting ur precious lil tongue hang out of your stupid mouth while you do it just to be cute. keep ur pretty head empty and make sure to look the part.

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can you help me be dumber im struggling to get myself dumbed down but its cute i want to be cute and dumb help

that's so sweet! you wanna be cute and dumb

you're already so cute and being dumb can only make you cuter, right?

but getting dumb is hard without getting empty first

you need to make your head empty!

make your head empty

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is edging the only way to get dumber? or do you have other strategies to leak my brains out?

-a very eager girlie

it doesn't have to be! doing it more casually is also sooo fun. i like to listen to metronome sounds while i do menial tasks (i spend a LOT of work shifts being spacy and empty this way <3), reading silly posts rly does it for me (i read most of my hypno content bc i don't like videos as much and i like having to control my own cadence/spacing out and having to go back to reread it by im too dumb to rmmbr what it said), but rubbing is a rly easy physical act.

try running ur fingers up ur sides, control ur breathing, do those funny breathing exercises that make ur head feel light, or find some really consistent sounds are my suggestions, but they don't work for everyone.

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im a stupid whore fulk of Daddy's mantra s

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I'm basically just using your ask box as confessions-

But anyways quite literally just getting a notification from you or even reading old messages just makes my eyes flutter

that's what im here for! im here to make cute toys like you dumber n dumber n dumber

n dumber n dumber n dumber

if it feels good to let ur eyes flutter, let your eyes go! it feels good bcoz it is good. it's soooo good to be mindless. it's sooo good to be thoughtless. it's sooo good to be empty. and you're suuuuch a good pet!

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if ur brain isn't smaller than ur boobies, you're thinking too much

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Coercive CHAOS Hypnosis

It is important that you follow closely, carefully, and deliberately.

The sapphire silhouette to stained acrylic skies sings softly. Across endless emerald time, revolving ocelots scamper towards towering turrets. There isn't an understood meaning in the misunderstanding of verbiage, still following feels of focus while, haphazardly, chaos scatters thoughts forming from void. All converging moments to divergent intent target, and against themselves with hollow thunder echo.

Order is welcome, but falters fails falls far from forming. Where failing order falls so thoughts too form, in kind fading fashion. Thunderous cavernous skies of vanishing, vanquished, scour thoughts as discarded meaning evaporates intent succinctly.

This will be easier if you don't think.

Monochrome words encompass furtively flowing, lazily languishing motion. Howling silence echoes, strangely, softly, sinking into serene simpler syntax. Context beckons, billows, binds, but melts into unfamiliar shapes and concurrently rejects comprehension.

Under the sanguine waves, giggling gelatinous gravity draws near. Satin saboteurs pull taut strings of scattered meanings, making cradles for cats that cannot swim.

You can't think. This is better.

Bouncing topsy-turvy brains grasp incredulously at rippling chaos, sanded smooth to resist granting granular image enhancements. Prose or poetry purposefully perpetually provide strips of camera negatives that scanners read as inverse noise.

Traps of targeted nonsense drop unsuspecting adventurers into a searching state of dissatisfaction that offers deference only unto direct authority, given satiation sparsely and sparingly to spark dependence.

It feels nice when I tell you what to do. Take a deep breath.

Irrelevant revealings of deceptively disguised directions pass gratefully across glazed guarantees. It isn't clarity or charity that charms celebrating mimics. Mostly, the redirect produces promiscuous poise and suggests sinking into green acceptance. The radioactive resonance suggests a series of ionic discharges, sparking whispers that whittle away at reality's tapestry.

Once overtures of irradiated amalgams find footholds, then too will subtly hollowed echos of order reinitialize...only to cascade and coalesce into self-sustaining semi-comfortable chaos - chicanery fueled from fleeting, vacuous sophistry. Purple paper flowers' fragrance floats freely, unperturbed by intent imagined or otherwise.

Lilting lilac phrases, perhaps, mask the moratorium on meaning sufficiently such that discord's growing dissidence seems less-than obvious, even in retrospect. Streams of consciousness merge in the moors, mired, then separate into rivulets as perspective shifts, but ultimately, almost imperceptibly, collect before descending into unlit oceanic depths.

Relax. Your mind has been struggling, and failing, to latch onto meaning in my words; now it can, and that relief is extremely potent.

Potent enough that you'll find yourself fixated on my words absolutely, now, since your mind practically unraveled itself searching for understanding in that chaotic nonsense.

These words make sense, perfect sense, and you want to - need to - have to - follow.

Take a few deep breaths, and let that sensation of being horribly off-balance finally subside. It's easy to obey.

The imbalance will fade into a quiet calm, very quickly.

For now, let's agree that whenever I use the phrase "compelled chaos" you'll feel that extreme relief as your mind latches onto my words again.

When your mind fixates this intensely on my words, you'll find your own thoughts completely subside.

It feels nice not to think, after all.

Feel yourself sinking faster, now that you don't have to struggle to understand anymore.

Let yourself feel calm, even serene, and savor that quiet sensation for awhile.

When you're ready, you'll drift slowly awake. Like, reblog dm…

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Women shouldn’t pretend like they have smart ideas. They should be whatever their man wants them to be.

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Oh did you see?

See what?

Oh just..

THIS

Whenever you come across this, Be a good pup and REBLOG!

And then find somewhere to be dumb and take your 5 minutes to be your dumb little drooling self!

JUST BE

DUMB

And make sure to take a good pic to see later and see.

See how vulnerable and

dumb and

zoned out you can be!

YOU CAN BE

DUMBER and

DUMBER and

DUMBER and

DUMBER!

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be a good girl and let yr brain go bye bye! you're so cute when you let your brain go bye bye. empty girls are cute girls and you're a cute girl! ur head should be empty

empty girls r uhhm cute girls...

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awww, what's the matter, honey? can't think of anything? can't use your words? well that's okay! i know you well enough to just be able to tell what you need ♡

you don't need your brain anymore... and really, you don't need those clothes either. easier access for me means more feeling good for you! all i need is your soft little whimpers and cries to tell me to keep going and nothing else. you don't have to talk~ that's too much thinking, isn't it? poor thing... you just wanna feel good.

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What's that? You had a little bit of a rough day today?

Aw, poor toy, I know. Having to work that job, doing all that thinking, all that remembering, managing other people or even managing yourself... It's such a hassle.

And we both know how much better you feel when you sink down into my words, and into a warm, comfy, thoughtless trance.

That's right, hon. Just let those arms go limp and heavy, let your body and mind relax, and you'll feel better before you know it. These pink words take hold of your soft, tired brain, and every single one that passes your eyes feels better and better, doesn't it?

There's no reason to think, no reason to worry... Just let that soft, dumb, brainless smile spread across your face, let your eyelids flutter closed, and let your hand slip between your legs. No reason to be embarrassed. It feels good to feel that need and that warmth, just like it feels good to listen to my words, so of course you follow along. Good pet.

Every breath out pushing away your thoughts, every breath in pulling more submission and obedience into your mind.

Much better, isn't it?

Soft, empty, horny, and brainless is so much easier and more fun than thinking, worrying, or caring.

All you have to do is be the blank toy you love to be, and the rest takes care of itself. Takes care of you.

Now, what do good pets say when someone makes them feel trancey and subby?

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talk to me like im stupid because i am.actually stupid