#bimbo journey

[betty-boopkowski]

was instructed encouraged to wear this under my clothes today

which is SOOOOOO out of my comfort zone

cuz i normally feel anxious when my Bimbo brains aren't fully contained

but

i love that i trust my Dom enough to know that He knows best

i know it probably doesn't seem like much

but it was a pretty big step for me

i can't wait until wearing something like this

on its own doesn't make me feel nervous 💕

[reluctantbimbo]

giving in to my dum bimbo side feels so good, my head is still mean about it sometimes and tries to push back, but i just wanna be a dumb, silly, pink-brained, giggly, airheaded bimbo like, forevs, no going back to pret... um, like, faking being smartsie 💕

[hollywoodbimbo]

Welcome!

If you’re into BBWs and bimbos, you’ve come to the right place. Since 2020, I’ve become a bigger (and better) bimbo and never looked back. I’m deeply influenced by Alicia Amira and Stephanie Michelle. I’d love to become half the bimbo they are 💖

Currently: 46D, no lip fillers

Some women know they want to be mothers, or go far in a certain career…I just know I want to be the best bimbo I can be ☺️ But do I want to be an egirl, goth, or ultra pink bimbo? 👀

Kinks: bimbofication, free use, throatfucking, gangbangs, anal, degradation, humiliation, facials, being an attention whore, spitting

Things I don’t care for, but I’ll do for a man’s approval: rimming, getting pissed on, feetplay, atm, playing with another woman

Snap: hollywoodbimbo

[alyssaembers]

💖My new tits and how I became plastic!! 💖

Hi everyone! I know it's been a while since my last update, but I'm back with some exciting news: I've officially become plastic! That's right, I finally got tits! and I'm here to share my journey with all of you.

Back in September, I had my consultation and tried on various implant sizes before deciding on 315ccs. After a bit of a wait for insurance approval, I kind of put the whole thing on the back burner. But in November, I received a call with two available surgery dates – one in April and another just a few days later on Monday! I said fuck it and impulsively chose the Monday appointment and embarked on a whirlwind weekend of surgery prep.

My first-ever plastic surgery was intense, to say the least. I hadn't anticipated the physical and mental challenges that come with surgery and recovery as its not something I've seen discussed often on here. The first month was filled with mobility limitations and soreness, but luckily, my healing process went smoothly. It felt surreal to have my bandages removed and finally see my new tits– it was a total mind fuck, considering I had been part of the itty bitty titty club before this! Suddenly having tits was a huge turn on! I also have partial numbness in my nipples now but honestly it makes me feel like a doll and turns me on even more! My tits exist for the pleasure of others after all~ ✨

My new tits have only intensified my passion for bimbofication, making me feel more committed than ever. It's honestly addicting, and I've made more progress in my journey since my surgery than in the past few years combined! I'm even considering getting into SW and upgrading my implants to 900-1200ccs, using my earnings from FSSW to fund my transformation.

I wanted to share these positive developments with all of you and remind you to just think pink! Stay tuned for more updates on my bimbofication journey, and remember: embrace all sides of yourself and live your best plastic life! 💖

[feralvelveteenrabbitxxx]

okay tumblr followers I finally figured it out. I'm gonna be the Bella Baxter of Porn

[lotus-duckies]

the comedy of swk pretending to be zhu bajie's wife is so incredible, so much greater than my tiny squirrel brain can process it's so good

[celestialdollsworld]

Plz read this before DMing me.

Hi am Celeste! I’m a transgender woman. Pronouns she/her/they/them. I’ve been transitioning for 6 years now. I’ve been involved in and constantly educating myself on bdsm for 5 years now. I’m a gothic bimbo! If it’s not pink and/or black I don’t want it.. I’ve been into bimofication for just as long as I’ve been transitioning but I’ve just recently like completely embrace and accept my bimbofication.

How I describe myself.

Gothic bimbo, egirl gamer, D.I.D system, autistic,

Poly, Pan, grey, queer, transfem, sub

Am 28 from Oregon

Single, but not an easy get. If u want me u better work for me. not one to fuck with. DM’s open atm 🥰

Really important part about me is my D.I.D. It stands for dissociative identity disorder. It basically means I’ve experienced so much trauma that my brain tends to literally slit creating multiple personalities/Alters. This personalities/alters are really people with their own stories and lived experiences. We can control switches (switches-switching between personalities/alters) sometimes but often I can’t control them and I even faint n black out for awhile. I also have extreme memory issues. For the most part we all (everyone in my system) have decided to try to work together to help communicate so we don’t loss so many memories but it’s not perfect. For protection of my system I don’t share names of alters with just about anyone. We also mainly live as a singlet (someone with one personality). That’s how we like it for now so just call me Celeste. If u want or need more into on D.I.D.. please research it yourself. Don’t force me to educate u on it..

Main kinks/fetishes

-Hypnosis

-Submissive

-Bimbofication

-Dumbifaction

-Dollifaction

-Feminization

-Sugar baby

-Smoking

-IQ play

-Bondage

- Biting

-Spancking

-CNC

-Safewords

-Praise

-Humiliation

-Blindfolds

-Public play

-Video game play

-Honestly

Other sub kinks I’m into.

-Baby play

-Pet play

-Cow play

Hard limits

-Piss or poop or vomit play

-Blood play

-Pedophilia

-misogyny 

-Fairarms/most weapon play

-Nonconsented grape

-No messing with my eyes

-alcohol

-nonconsensual drugging me or friends 

-Chasity (tired it before n had bad experience. Definitely my preference.)

-Cheating on your partner with me.(I won’t be ur secret. I live honestly.)

-No long term injuring to my mind an/or body that I haven’t concentrated to before hand.

-I reserve the right to add to my no list at anytime. If I feel uncomfortable or unsafe. Am out.

Hope u enjoy watching my journey to become the bimbo I’ve always known I was. I just like forget! 🤭 tehe 🥰

Am not seeking out anything more then friendship but I’m open to other types of relationships. 😜 I’m poly after all. I enjoy spending the love around while staying honest with partners about any other partners.

DM me if I wanna me friends or possible something more..? 🤷‍♀️ we’ll see how things go! 🥰🫶🏻😘

[reluctantbimbo]

Welp, I got like, *way* more than 10 trivia thingies wrong today, so as promised, I'll be turning off my auto-cap and autocorrect on my phone to emfa... like further hammer home how much of a silly dumb pink-brained bimbo I clearly am becoming ^~^ And to make it even more fun, you all get to decide how long I leave it off!

[hollywoodbimbo]

Day 22 of Bimbo Journaling

Tomorrows the day I get used like a slut by this guy I’ve been talking to for weeks. He wants to use my asshole and piss on me

[newwavenewsandentertainment]

From Grief to Grace: The Odukoya Siblings' Journey and Cynthia Obi-Uchendu's Insights on Motherhood

🌟 From Grief to Grace: An Inspiring Journey of Faith and Family🌟 In an emotional episode of "Truth Table," the Odukoya siblings open up about their journey through grief after the loss of their beloved parents, Bimbo and Taiwo Odukoya. Their story is a powerful testament to the strength found in faith, family, and shared memories. Additionally, Cynthia Obi-Uchendu shares her insights on motherhood and the importance of a strong support system in the latest episode of "Mums Next Door." Her candid reflections on parenting offer valuable lessons for all. Don't miss these deeply moving and inspiring stories! ✨ Read the full article here: #Inspiration #Family #Faith #Motherhood #SupportSystem #SpiritualGrowth #GriefJourney

In the emotionally charged pilot episode of “Truth Table,” Toluwani Odukoya, a pastor at the Fountain of Life Church, sits down with her siblings, Jimmy and Deborah, to discuss their shared journey through grief. Together, they openly talk about the profound impact of losing their parents, Bimbo and Taiwo Odukoya, both of whom were beloved pastors at the same church. Their discussion offers a…

[illusioninfnty]

day 23 ; virginity loss

↠ bo sinclair x reader

fandom: house of wax word count: 2.8k warnings: nsfw 18+, bimbo!reader, reader has shitty friends, coercion, corruption, dubconish, fingering, blowjob, cum swallowing, dirty talk, kind of semi-public sex, unprotected sex, creampie, pervy!Bo, allusion to murder, the plot is like a bad porno but i promise this is good guys

kinktober m.list || read on ao3

“God, did you forget to fill the tank again?”

You lean over from the backseat to take a look at the fuel gauge, and see the arrow is nearing empty. You furrow your eyebrows. “I was sure it filled up all the way,” you murmur. You try to recall when you all last stopped at a gas station, and how your friends delegated you to fill up the car while they went into the shop and bought snacks.

“Well it obviously didn’t, you idiot!” Your friend jerks the wheel and pulls over on the side of the desolate road. “This is why we never like to go anywhere with you.” 

You bite your lip, holding back tears. It wasn’t your fault that you were so forgetful sometimes, always getting distracted and lost in your thoughts.

This was supposed to be a fun road trip with your three closest friends, celebrating your college graduation nearing. But after a car karaoke session that went on for too long made you guys miss an exit, you’d been stranded on empty roads with nothing but trees surrounding you for quite a few miles now.

Your friend sitting in the backseat with you turns to face you, her arms crossed against her chest. “You should be the one to go find a gas station,” she protests. “It’s your fault we got stuck out here anyway.”

Your two friends in the front row look back at you and then at each other before nodding in agreement.

You crane your neck to look at the journey that would be ahead of you. It looked as though it continued to stretch for miles and miles with no end in sight, only the empty road and dying trees.

“By myself?” you ask hesitantly.

All three nod in unison.

You huff in defeat, unbuckling your seatbelt and stepping out of the vehicle.

“I’ll try to be back—”

They slam the door in your face before you can answer.

“—Soon,” you finish before sighing and starting the long walk, hoping to find some destination before it got too dark.

~

Bo was not expecting to see a pretty little thing like you around Ambrose when it was nearing dusk, especially all alone. You had your arms wrapped around your bare midsection, and even from his spot inside the gas station he could see that you were shivering from the cool air as the sun set. You were looking around frantically, and he could tell immediately that you were lost and looking for help.

He smirks. Oh, he’d help you, alright. Bo took that as his cue to reveal himself to you. He wipes his hands with a dirty rag and tosses it aside, exiting the station.

You hear the ringing of the bell as Bo opens the door, and you turn your head towards the source of the sound. You scurry on over, seeing Bo in his mechanic’s uniform.

“Sir! Hi!” you start, fumbling over your words. “You work here, right? Do you have some gas? My car—well, it’s my friend’s—but it’s, like, miles back there and we ran out.” 

Your eyes then shift to the side and he could tell you were embarrassed. “It’s kind of my fault.”

Hmm. Sir. He liked hearing that come from your pouty lips.

Bo gives you a toothy grin. “Don’t gotta worry your head ‘bout it, sweetheart. I’ll get ya all settled. Come with me.” He slides his hand across your lower back, just barely grazing your ass. You gasp under your breath at the feeling, and Bo can’t help it when his cock stirs at the sound.

As you walk into the gas station, Bo scans you up and down. He notices that you have nothing on your person but your clothes, and even then it’s just little scraps of a skimpy top and skirt—which means you must’ve forgotten a wallet, too. His grin widens even more.

Reaching behind him without you noticing, he cranks the thermostat down. The air gets cooler within seconds, and Bo revels in seeing your nipples harden as they poke through your top.

He goes to find a can of gas, rolling up his sleeves as he plucks it from a top shelf. He notices when you gulp and stare at his muscles as he flexes them subtly.

You were such a cute little doll. He was going to have fun with you.

He plops the can on the counter. You go to reach for it, but he holds a hand out. “Ten bucks, little lady.”

Your eyes bulge almost comically and it takes all of Bo’s strength not to laugh at your expression.

“Wow, that’s a lot more than I thought it would be,” you say nervously, shifting on the balls of your feet.

Bo exaggerates a sigh. “Times are tough out here, owning a small business like this. We don’t get many customers out here.” He opens his hands to motion to you the desolate town of Ambrose.

You completely buy into his bullshit excuse, nodding your head in complete understanding. “Oh my god, that sucks, like, a lot.” Patting down your lame excuse for a shirt, you look up at Bo with wide eyes, jaw dropped in surprise. “I forgot to bring my wallet!”

You were such a dumb little thing. What were your sorry excuses of friends thinking, sending you off all alone?

“I’m so sorry, sir!” You clasp your hands in front of you in a pleading manner, looking up at him with big, watery eyes. Bo holds back a groan. Jesus, those eyes could make a man cream his pants if he wasn’t too careful. “Please, is there anything I can do to pay you back? I’ll do anything!”

Bo pretends as if he’s thinking long and hard. Oh, he knew exactly what you were going to do as payment.

“You know, I get lonely sometimes,” Bo starts, a mock frown on his face. “A cute lady like you could really help a man like me out.” He shuffles up to you, and palms your ass under that sorry excuse for a skirt.

“Oh!” You gasp, grabbing onto his arm. “That’s really sad, sir.” You look lost in thought for a moment before continuing. “I don’t know if I can do that for you though.” You bite your lip, looking unsure of yourself.

“Aw, you gotta be kidding,” Bo clicks his tongue, rubbing his hand around the plumpness of your behind. “I bet you’ve helped lotsa guys out, huh?”

“A-actually,” you look down in shame. “I’m a—” you lower your voice to barely over a whisper, “—virgin.”

Bo blinks. That wasn’t a response he was expecting from you. So the slutty clothes were just for show, was it?

“Oh really?”

You nod, blatant regret all over your face. “I don’t think it’ll be good for you, ya’know, since I haven’t really had any practice and all that.”

He puts a smile back on, laughing gleefully and patting you on the shoulder, rubbing a thumb between the groove of your collarbone. “Well, that’s no problem for me, sweetheart. I can teach ya!”

Your eyes lighten up. “You can?”

“Sure I can!” He starts to undo his belt, throwing it aside on the counter. “Just need you to get on your knees for me and I can show you what to do.”

His cock jumps in anticipation, looking forward to seeing your juicy, plump lips wrapped around—

“Wait a minute!” you cry out, interrupting his fantasies.

Bo pauses in his movements, his jaw ticking at your interruption. “Yes?” he askes, concealing his frustration.

“What’s your name? I don’t wanna do this without knowing it.”

He sighs and points to the nametag on his jacket. “I’m Bo.”

You slap a palm across your forehead and nervously giggle. “Oh jeez, I should’ve known to look first!”

“That’s okay, sweetheart,” Bo mutters through his teeth impatiently. “Now lemme help you out, alright?” “Oh! Yeah, sorry!” You—finally—drop to your knees in front of him. “What do I need to do?”

The sight of you in front of him like that, so eager and pliant, had his cock jumping in his pants.

Bo lowers his jeans and boxers, his hard cock now revealed to you. He wraps a hand around the base stroking his full length as it puts it on display for you.

“That’s…big,” you murmur. You look up at him, concern plastered across your features. “I dunno if it’s gonna fit.” Your eyebrows crease together and those damn pouty lips of yours come out again.

Bo bites his cheek to conceal his smirk. This was gonna be a lot more fun than he thought. “I told you, that’s what I’m helping you with, ain’t I?”

You nod.

“Great. Now open those pretty lips up for me.”

You open your mouth as wide as you can, giving Bo a perfect hole to stick his cock into. He guides himself inside you, hissing as the warmth of your mouth envelops his length.

“Good girl,” he praises. He begins to thrust his hips slowly, your lips latching onto him as he does so. “You gotta let me move, sweetheart.”

“Sorry,” you mumble around him, and he groans at the vibrations that travel up his cock.

Your lips loosen and you start to suck on his cock, the suction of your lips making shivers of pleasure run down his spine. He grips the back of your head, controlling the pace of his thrusts.

“Fuck, look at you,” Bo hisses. You look so pretty and innocent with his cock stuffed down your throat, gags escaping your lips. “You’re a natural. Sure you haven’t done this before?”

“I told you—!”

Bo slaps your cheek, shushing you. “Stop talking.”

You nod obediently, the action making him pulse inside of your mouth. His grip on your hair tightens as his thrusts become harder, more primal. He fucks your mouth with vigor, ignoring your gags and the way your nails dig into the skin of his thighs.

He cums faster than he’s ever had before, groaning as his hot release coats the back of your throat. You cough around his cock, spurts of liquid splashing against your cheeks.

“Swallow it,” Bo commands.

You gulp harshly, your lips still secured around his cock. The extra pressure has him bucking his hips and like a good girl you swallow all of his cum. He pulls his cock out of your mouth, and you begin to cough and sputter as you regain your breath.

“Is that it?” you question him.

“Baby, I still gotta get rid of that virginity of yours.”

“Oh.” You giggle behind your hand. “Right.” You start to strip, only taking a couple of seconds since you’re practically naked already. “What do I do now?”

Bo’s cock hardens back to life at your nude form in front of him. Your nipples are hard, attached to your perky breasts that bounce up and down right in front of his eyes. He stares lecherously, licking his lips. “Now that you got my cock all wet,” Bo rubs his length, now slick with his cum and your saliva, “I can stick it in your pussy.” You bite the inside of your cheek and nod, your eyes flicking between his face and his cock. “I know I asked before,” you begin, and Bo moves to place your hand over his cock, “but will it really fit?”

Lord, he was really starting to understand why your friends let you go alone.

“Yeah, I told you, I’ll make it fit.” He lifts you from the back of your legs and places you on top of the counter. He brings his thick fingers to your pussy, sticking a fingertip inside.

You gasp and arch your body into him, throwing your arms around his broad back. Your bare breasts brush up against his chest and he relishes in the contact. 

“That feels really good, Bo!” you cry out. He adds a second finger inside of you, pushing the digits in deeper. He can feel how wet you are and the way you clench around him so desperately. Your hips jerk into him unsteadily, chasing the pleasure his fingers bring you.

He chuckles. “It’ll feel even better when I stick my cock in you.”

Bo removes his fingers, basking in the way you whine as he pulls them out, leaving you pulsing and desperate to be around him. He lines his throbbing cock with your entrance and pushes himself in without hesitation.

“Bo!” You scream, nails digging into his back. Little gasps leave your mouth as he begins to thrust in and out of you. Your pussy grips him like a vice, and it’s difficult for him to move inside you with you so needy for him.

He shushes you, gripping your cheeks and watching as tears leave your eyes.

“It hurts,” you whine to him. Your nails grip onto him as if your life depended on it.

He shoves his face into the crevice of your neck, placing kisses upon it. “Gotta relax a bit for me, okay?” he coos into your ear. “Or it won’t feel good for you.”

“You promise?” you ask through glassy eyes.

He nods, and feels as you unclench just a tad around him. Bo is able to rut himself into you harder now, and he can’t help but be more forceful with his thrusts as it causes your breasts to bounce right in front of him.

“Look at that.” He motions towards where the two of you are connected, his cock pulsing at the way your blood and juices coat the base. “Look at how we're connected now.”

Oh wow,” you gasp in awe. “That’s kinda romantic, huh?”

Bo doesn’t respond. If you wanted to put it that way, he wouldn’t stop you. He ignores the way his heart stutters in his chest.

His hips continue to pound into you, your body bouncing along with the power of his thrusts. The whines that come out of your mouth sound so angelic, and Bo has to fight the urge to kiss you.

“I—I think I’m gonna cum,” you moan out, your head thrown back and your eyes are scrunched up in pleasure.

Bo didn’t need you to tell him that. Your pussy goes back to clenching down on him, your walls tightening around his cock, fitting themselves to the shape of him. He curses quietly into your neck. He never wanted to leave the warmth of your pussy.

“That’s it, baby,” Bo coaxes you. He moves a finger to your clit, enjoying the way you jolt at the newfound sensation as he rubs circles on the bead. “Cum around my cock.”

“Cumming!” Your voice is squeaky as your legs come up to wrap around his backside, and you finally reach your peak. Your pussy tightens around Bo even more, and he can’t help it when he cums for a second time as you squeeze every last drop out of him.

You pant heavily as you come down from your orgasm, sweat rolling down your temples despite the cold air of the station that surrounds the two of you.

Bo’s own breathing is heavy, something he’s not used to much. You squirm out from beneath him as you drop from the counter, legs still shaking from the aftermath of your orgasm. You bend down to gather your scraps of clothing, and Bo has to take all of his strength to conceal his groan as he watches his cum slowly leak out of your pussy.

“Leaving so soon?” Bo didn’t know what compelled him to say that. You were just some cute college kid passing through that was a chance to get his dick wet. Yet there was something about you that drew him to you, like a moth to a flame.

You shimmy back into your clothing, and he notices how you ignore the trail of his cum that runs down your thigh. “My friends’ll be mad at me if I take too long getting back.” You pause in your movements. “I can take the gas now, right?”

Bo’s heart drops in his stomach. He realizes quickly that no, he wasn’t going to let you take the gas. In fact, he wasn’t going to let you leave at all. He wanted you—needed you—here with him. He couldn’t let a pretty little thing like you just pass by him like that.

He glances outside quickly. The sky's already turned to a pitch black hue, and he knows there’s no streetlights on your way back to where your friends wait for you. He turns back to you as you stand awaiting his answer.

“It’s pretty dark out there, little lady.” You peek over his shoulder, and your eyes widen as you realize just how late it had gotten. “It ain’t safe for you ta’ be out walkin’ all alone. Why don’t you stay over at my place for the night?”

“B-but what about my friends?” A pout overtakes your face and you look up at Bo with puzzled eyes.

Bo smirks, holding you close to his chest and running a hand over your hair. “Don’t need ta’ worry about them, sweetheart. My brother’ll come an’ fetch ‘em.”

[slutforwholesomeness]

Bimbo journey 🩷💖

Hey you! Are you on your way to be a Good Bimbo? Mhm, I could tell just from looking at you, you're so pretty! So, like, what style do you wanna be? Y'know, like pink, or goth, or... oh! That's suits you soooooo well! You should like, treat yourself and buy lots of cute clothes, hehehe~ Oh, you wanna go full bimbo? You wanna be a ditzy doll, huh? Well, like, I can help with that! First, you just, like, play with your tits. Yours are so, like, WOW, y'know? Those are some bimbo titties, hehehe~ Huh? Go bigger? Uhm, like, if you wanna, you should! But only like, a little bigger, and then see if you like it, and then you can totally stop, or go even bigger! Mhm, you can, like, take it slow and give yourself choices, so you can be the best bimbo you can be! Oh! But uhm, yeah, if you wanna get dumber, you should be, like, touching your titties lots, hehehe~ And uhm, each time you squish them, it's like you're squishing your brain too, right? I mean, they're both so soft... and you can whisper, like super sexy things while you do! And then your soft, squishy tits and your soft squishy brain is gonna make you feel so good! Hmm? What kinda sexy things? Uhm, I think they're called men-tras? Or something like that, words aren't important~ if you don't have any, you can, like, borrow mine!

I'm a bimbo

I'm a ditz

I don't need brains

I bounce my tits

Like, isn't that fun? So you just, like, keep whispering that to yourself, until the sound of your adorable voice and the bounce of your tits just melts your brain! And then you can be a dumb ditz, just like me!

[nnon0]

J.Jaehyun Fic Recommendations

For all the Jae lovers :)

other fic rec posts : 1. 2.(active post)

🫀- favorites

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[werecreature-addicted]

tentacle monster pumping you full of bimbo juice?

himbo in this case but horny is as horny dose.

Who doesn't love a hike through monster-infested forests? yeah yeah, you read the signs warning you about all sorts of beasts, but truly there were no more beautiful mountains than these ones. The grass was always greener on the other side of the barbed wire "no trespassers" fence. or- however, the saying goes.

You have to sneak in late at night. Perfect for watching the stars and the moon. You hike toward the top of the mountain through the thick foliage. Humans aren't supposed to be here, so there aren't any trails. Even though it's dark, you walk easily.

You're almost breaking through the trees to see the glorious night- then you trip. Normally you're as surefooted as a mountain goat but you go straight to the floor, knocking the breath out of your lungs. you try to stand but whatever you tripped was caught around your ankle. you try to pull your boot free but the clump of greenery tightens its grip. At first, you think you just stepped in a thick of weeds, then the growth of plants starts climbing up your legs.

You watch in fascination as a thick green vine breaks free from the regular plants and slides up your thigh dipping under the fabric of your hiking shorts. You're so interested in this incredible plant, then it touches the edge of your boxers and the Fear clicks in like a switch being flipped.

You jerk back and try to escape but the vine wraps around your thigh squeezing painfully keeping you in place. More vines sprout out of nowhere and wrap around your arms and other leg, pulling you spread eagle. Another vine slides up your neck, caressing your face, you open your mouth to scream and the vine slips into your mouth, pressing hot and heavy against your tongue. Something sweet spills onto your tongue. You don't want to swallow the sap but it's choking you. So you swallow.

Again, it's like a switch being flipped. You have no idea what you were so freaked about you feel great. The vines are so pretty, they're warm and feel good against your skin as they strip you out of your clothes. You don't just feel good, you feel horny. all you can think about is how needy you feel, how much you want to get fucked right now.

The vines slither over your chest and down to your exposed sex. One vine pushes inside your dripping pussy, and another wraps around your T-cock. You moan loudly, the sound of your pleasure only muffled by the thick vine still in your mouth.

You lose track of time as the creature fucks you mercilessly. You can't keep track of how many times you cum either. But that's okay, you reason. This monster can do the thinking for you. All you have to worry about is your pleasure.

Eventually, the creature lets you down, leaving you naked covered in sap-like cum. You blink dizzily. The sunlight of a new day blinded you even though it was night when your journey started. the only thought left in your fucked out mind is "Nature really is amazing"

[wittlesissyb4by]

Babydoll

He thought it was what he wanted, he really did. Ever since Christian was little, he enjoyed playing with dolls. Not so much because he liked to do what girls do–well, he did–but more that he wanted to be the doll. They got to wear pretty dresses and have their long blonde hair put into bows, their cutesy shoes switched out, and they got to be pampered and adored by someone else.

Speaking of pampered, Christian seemed to always gravitate towards the dolls that needed diapers. The ones that would squirt fake wets and messes so he could change them. He remembered begging his Mother for those toys.

His Mother knew that Christian would most likely not grow up to be a very strong, masculine boy. She knew her son was not like the others, he’d taken far too much interest in all things feminine, but she also never saw anything wrong with that. She would oblige him if he asked her to paint his nails, or put make-up on him, or make his hair curly. She thought it would be a phase, something he’d grow out of when he got to high school.

But college came and went and Christian was still living in her basement. She could hear him at night, making loud, pathetic mewling sounds. Watching god knows what on the internet and doing god knows what to himself. She found countless diapers in the trashcan that Christian did a pisspoor job of hiding. When a bra or panty set went missing, she knew the first place to look was in Christian’s room tucked into the back of his closet. She never said anything, though. She let her boy partake in his little fantasies and work himself raw. She’d change his sheets that only had a hint of piss soaked into them, as if most of it ended up somewhere else and this was only what leaked out when a certain item had reached capacity.

Christian had spent most of his life jerking off to sissy and abdl and feminization porn. He’d watched countless hypnos that made his brain rot, he even put his own penis in a cage sometimes and learned to cum like a ‘gurl’. But all of that was only when he was in the throes of hornydom. He’d dream of being a pretty little doll for someone, to get put in diapers and dresses and makeup and be ‘forced’ to live life as a little sissy bimbo. This, obviously, didn’t do much for the ladies, so he never had a true girlfriend.

So one day, Christian decided after 5 days of depriving himself of orgasms, that he was finally going to come out to his Mom. He was going to tell her about how he’s a sissy, how he likes to wear diapers, and be treated like a baby. He was tired of keeping all of this shoved down and tucked away for so long.

It felt so freeing to finally tell her. To let her know everything about what her son was secretly doing. But, apparently, it wasn’t much of a surprise at all. She hardly blinked an eye, and instead just smiled like a mother patiently waiting for her child to correctly solve what 6+8 is, and congratulating him for finally getting it.

“So you want me to treat you like a little sissy baby?” she asked, clarifying.

“Well, no…” he said. Or, at least, that’s what he wanted to say. Instead, he was awestruck by the idea, by the possibilities. He could finally get what he wanted! He could have someone treat him like the sissy baby gurl he’d always wanted to be! “Yes!” He said for real, “Very much yes!!”

His mother only laughed. “Are you sure that’s what you want? I mean, when will it stop? How long do you want to do this?”

“Forever.” He said, a single word sealing his fate. If he knew what he knew now, he would have never uttered that word.

“You’re sure?”

“Yes.” Okay…maybe he shouldn’t have said that one either.

So started Christian’s journey into sissy depravity. His mother pulled out all the stops, showing no mercy. Like a stern parent raising her child once more, she kept him in line using discipline, time outs, and a new one most mothers can’t use: chastity denial.

She watched as her son slowly transformed into a babbling, drooly mess. She wasn’t sure if it was the hypnosis she’d been making him watch, or all the childish TV shows. He wasn’t allowed to play his video games any more, something he threw quite the little tantrum over. Instead, he was given blocks and rattles and (if he was good) some of his favorite dollies. She didn’t have to cook much, Gerber took care of all his meals. She’d shovel pureed prunes and peas into his mouth and wipe up the contents to shove back in. She didn’t think she’d ever be changing Christian’s poopy diapers again, yet here she was.

But after only a few short months, she started to notice even more of a change in him. He became more reclusive, more whiny, more tearful.

“What’s wrong, pumpkin?” she asked, drying Christian’s eyes with his food splattered bib.

“I on’t wanna be uh baby anymore!” he cried.

But his Mother showed no sympathy. “Awww!! Well that’s too bad, hunny! This is what you wanted! Remember? You wanted this to be forever.”

Christian looked up at her with his little doe eyes, like he knew he’d made a grave mistake.

“I guess this is as good a time as ever to tell you…” Mother said, clearing her throat, “I’ve arranged for you to have a little…procedure.”

“Puceedur?” Christian could hardly get the words out, his brain was so numb.

“Yes honey. You know those little princess parts between your legs?” 

He looked confused.

“The ones inside your pampers.”

That seemed to make sense to him, anything involving diapers was easy to get his head around.

“Well you see honey, this procedure, this operation is going to take those away!”

His eyes went wide, but he still looked hazy. Like he could only slightly understand the gravity of the situation. It took several more seconds to finally sink in.

“B-b-but…I on’t wanna lose my princess parts!!”

His mother just shrugged, arms crossed. “I’m afraid it’s too late for that, dear. You wanted this, and I’m just supporting you.”

She pulled a bottle from the bag, shaking it with her finger over the nipple, then brought that nipple to Christian’s lips.

“Drink up, honey!” she said softly, “This has all the ingredients to help you become the wittle baby gurl you’ve always dreamed of being!!”

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