#mind control /

[fluffypuppygirl-2]

I ill try this for a week

How to become more addicted to porn and ruin your silly brain 💞

1 - Stop cumming. Full orgasms makes you feel like you 'had enough'. You should never have enough, you need to be kept in the edge.

2 - Stop being picky. Good girls don't choose. Watch every single porn that shows on your feed/timeline/search results.

3 - Stop skipping. The video timeline should not exist for you, you should watch from beginning to end in normal speed and without pauses.

4 - Edge for every single video/image. It doesn't matter it you liked it or not.

5 - Always watch porn when you feel sad. This will make your brain see porn as a method of escapism and it will slowly gets more needy for it.

6 - Any horny thought should lead to watching porn.

7 - Get used to it. Stop watching porn only on your bed or bedroom, watch it as you would to any youtube video.

8 - Expand your fetish list. Start to try slightly different porn categories and gradually develop a wide taste.

9 - Use as much porn plataforms as you can. Video streaming platforms are not the only way to consume porn. Use twitter, tumblr, image folders, etc.

10 - Punish yourself for not watching it. You spend a day without porn? Then the next time you watch you wont be allowed to touch yourself, and so on.

11 - Start to save it. Download the files you most like and watch them everyday.

12 - Lose hope. Stop wondering about recovery, this is for normal people, not dirty sluts.

[smxlegxrl]

slut is a nice word. slut is a compliment.

whore is a nice word. whore is a compliment.

stupid is a nice word. stupid is a compliment.

hole is a nice word. hole is a compliment.

[please1mistress]

WARNING FLASHING IMAGE AND COVERT HYPNOTIC LANGUAGE

Isn't it the BEST feeling when you find one of those flashing images that you stop on while you are scrolling through tumblr and find yourself just relaxing and staring longer and longer. Sometimes you find yourself just staring mindlessly at an image, it happens to the best of us. Images can be so captivating that they draw you in, making you lose track of time. Whether it's a stunning landscape, a piece of art, or even a nostalgic photo, there's something about visual content that can be incredibly mesmerizing. It's like our brains take a little vacation, soaking in the details and letting our thoughts wander. Ever had a particular image that you just couldn't look away from? yes, yes I am sure you have, it doesn't matter what the image is, the small flashes and words just seem to draw you in deeper and deeper.

One minute you are scrolling through image after image feeling yourself spiral down that rabbit hole, then one draws you in and you find yourself fascinated by some aspect of the flashes. It's almost like falling into a visual trance. Whether it's the colors, the composition, or the story behind the image, something just CLICKS and you can't look away. It's a bit like finding a hidden gem in a sea of content, or like stumbling upon a treasure that you didn't even know you were looking for. That one image can evoke memories, spark creativity, or simply captivate you with its beauty. It's a reminder of how powerful visual content can be in our lives.

it's like giving your mind a mini-vacation. Just letting go and getting lost in an image can be incredibly soothing. It's a simple pleasure that can bring a lot of peace and relaxation. You can imagine yourself being that woman in the image, her eyes vacant of thought as she reaches down and slowly starts to move her fingers along that arousal you feel, rubbing and moving your hips slowly as you are drawn deeper into the spell the image weaves in your mind. It simply casts a spell, pulling you deeper into its world. The colors, the details, the emotions it evokes, they all blend together to create a mesmerizing experience. It's a beautiful escape, allowing your mind to wander and explore.

Now like this and forget and remember that as you comment on it, how deeply aroused you can be for the RIGHT owner.

[mouseyphia]

A kiss trigger that makes you just a little spaced out and dazed. So every time I just Mwah~ 💋 You become hazy and droopy for a moment, before coming back... But then! Mwah~ 💋 Getting droopier than before... your thoughts leaving you as easily as you breathe. Mwah~ 💋 Helpless to the kisses.~ 💕

[incognitoblogger]

Call Me Gerald Pt. 1

This hasn't always been my body and my life. To this day I can't help but be a little silly on camera knowing that I'm the one dressing this perfect, mature body in this neon tank while enjoying a boat day with a plethora of new friends. You see, I used to be in my late 20's living a comfortable yet lonely life. I wasn't in despair or anything, but I had already settled into a mundane routine and lost some motivation to keep fit and trim. This was just my new normal, but everything changed when Gerald Turner moved onto my street. I was instantly enamored by him and the ease of his life. Now don't get me wrong, he had worked hard for decades to set himself up for an early retirement, but now his schedule was clear and he lived a life fully on his own terms.

Admittedly, I overcame my shyness because of the intensity of my crush and made chit chat welcoming him to the neighborhood when I saw the moving truck bringing his lifetime of belongings to the nicest house on our street. He was confident, kind, and effortlessly magnetic...qualities I wish I had...but because of his good nature, he did all the heavy lifting in our small talk and made the first neighborly move of inviting me over for a housewarming when he was better settled in. As the months went on, we became friendlier. It wasn't uncommon for us to chat over some beers and BBQ, and I even forced myself to watch some sports with him.

I learned that despite his ability to make rapid connections with people, he was still incredibly lonely in his own way. He had met his wife while they were both in undergrad, and then they both had separate and successful careers. Gerald went on to law school and practiced for about 20 years, starting several successful side businesses that were essentially passive income at this point. He then left his law firm to teach law for almost a decade purely to keep himself intellectually stimulated and to pay it forward to the newest generation of legal minds. Along the way he had had several children with his wife, and in recent years even became a beloved grandfather. But everything changed when his wife had an affair with her yoga instructor. Gerald rightfully filed for a divorce, but his ex wife poisoned their family with lies and manipulations. All of Gerald's children sided with his ex wife and went fully no contact with him. Gerald, this dynamic, sexy, and put-together man literally burst into tears one night telling me how much it hurt him everyday that he would probably never be able to see his children or grandchildren ever again.

I was sympathetic to the best of my ability and tried to reassure him that I appreciated his friendship and that I was here for him when he pulled himself together and started to apologize to me...but I must regretfully admit that this fully-deserved breakdown tainted my view of Gerald. Here was a man who had accumulated wealth beyond what I would ever be able to...who had a natural charisma and magnetism...and undeniable sex appeal...

It might have been the beers clouding my judgement, but a seed was planted in the back of my thoughts: He doesn't know how good he has it. I would do a much better job living the rest of his life.

From then on, it became insufferable to hang out with him. And I fully admit I was the one in the wrong, but forever more I just couldn't look at him without fully believing he was letting his family schism trap him in an optional hell. He doesn't have to feel that way.

If I were him, I certainly wouldn't be held back by some crazy ex-wife and ungrateful children.

I don't want to wear you down with exposition, so let's just say I had a medical tragedy. Gerald was actually the only one who came to visit me in the hospital according to the visitation logs. This softened my tainted view of him and made me regret how I had been fantasizing about replacing him...until my first night back in my house...

See, the docs told me that I had actually profoundly died and they basically performed resuscitative efforts purely out of formality, but somehow my heart jumped back online and then a surgical team was able to get me in fully stable condition. I was still slightly grieving that my new life would entail severe physical mobility limitations. It made me regret wasting my 20s and not being more active when I actually had youth and opportunity on my side. But youth wasn't even the issue because I watched Gerald arrive home from one of his shirtless evening jogs looking amazingly virile over the age of 50...I was envious again and just wanted to call it an evening. But as I closed my eyes, instead of drifting into a state of unconsciousness that I wouldn't remember, I felt my body losing its tangibility...shedding all of my concrete tethers to the world of the living...

I opened my eyes and screamed as my body seemed to have transformed into some sort of spiritual energy form. My visage floated clumsily and helplessly around my bedroom like a rookie astronaut in a space movie until I found that through sheer willpower I could mentally control the direction in which I hovered. I was still in a state of pure panic as I tried to grab my bed to anchor myself and my hands just traveled through all of the solid matter. This was impossible! I couldn't even grab the phone to make a call and my screams failed to activate Alexa, but in my existential terror I convinced myself that maybe I would still be able to communicate with another living person. Even though that theory made no sense, I'm oh so glad that I rushed over to Gerald's house, floating through his walls screaming my spiritual head off until I arrived at his bedroom and went dead quiet.

Despite being significantly older than me, Gerald was literal perfection in my eyes. It was enough to stop me in my tracks until I reminded myself of my existential nightmare and began screaming at him to wake up. Nothing... I tried to pick up a pillow to throw at him and my hands just phased right through it. I tried to use my willpower to influence the electronics in the room to glitch out like on the ghost shows I used to love and nothing happened...Finally, in an act of frustration I pounded on his chest and to my shock his eyes shot open and he instantly woke with a gasp. I wasn't sure if he could see me, so I tried to quickly pull my hands out of his sculpted chest, but to my shock and horror I couldn't remove my hands. It was the opposite, like quicksand or one of those finger trap toys. My effort to pull out my hands actually caused a rebound effect that pulled in more of my energy until I was inside him to the elbow.

Gerald grabbed his chest and obviously thought he was having a heart attack. In his panic he began reaching for his phone to call 911, but I panicked and didn't want him to get so scared over a false alarm so I pulled with all my might until my astral form could not pull for even a second longer, but this, predictably, sent me towards him like a slingshot and I was now inside him up to the shoulders. The force of this actually hurled Gerald back onto his bed away from the nightstand and he just groaned in confusion and fear as he reached towards the nightstand, now too far on his bed to grip anything but soft white sheets.

My mind was in a panic state at this point, so I figured maybe fighting was the issue and I just have to sink into him in order to be able to get out. I really had no suspicion or thought that this would have any consequence other than occupying the same physical space as him, so I stopped fighting and instead positioned my astral form on top of Gerald and allowed myself to start fully melting into him. Gerald seized and winced as this started to happen, but then I'm not sure what transpired. All I know is I could hear him grunting No No No NO and then I couldn't see a thing. I just felt warmer the deeper I got inside him and then I felt myself whip around 180 degrees and fully disappear inside of his form. For a second I just felt darkness and emptiness. I could hear and feel the sound of Gerald's deep labored breathing and then in an instant I felt like I had been destroyed and dispersed in a massive surge of energy before reforming. Little did I know, my astral form had gone from merely occupying the same space as Gerald to fully bonding with every cell of his body.

I suddenly had normal vision, albeit a bit blurrier than my old sight and I gasped with a deeper and huskier voice. I also felt my weight pressing down on a pillow, but this was all different. For a second I thought this whole experience must have been a dream or a hallucination, but this was not my bedroom...this was Gerald's...and that means that this body must be...

Holy Shit, I'm Gerald!

I let off a healthy stream of panicked expletives given these absurd circumstances, but eventually that seemed unproductive. Out of curiosity I rolled back onto my errr Gerald's back and surveyed the room while thinking. Admittedly, my problem-solving brainstorm session did not last long because I was distracted by this fit and sculpted body coated in the ideal amount of masculine hair.

I should call someone.

I grabbed Gerald's phone and got a chill of satisfaction as I bypassed his Face ID, but then I realized that 911, anyone I knew, or any of his other friends would get me committed to an asylum if I called claiming to be Gerald's neighbor who accidentally possessed him...

No no no I've seen too many movies. We're NOT doing that.

Fuckkkk I hated myself slightly for feeling his cock engorge slightly. It was just really erotic for me to hear his sexy voice expressing my own thoughts.

Okay Focus.

Before I got up in a tizzy I convinced myself that the honorable thing to do was to try to phase back out of Gerald's body and let him think he just had a bad dream. The minutes passed as I tried intense willful focusing and muscle clenching as if I could push myself out. When that left me exhausted and covered in a light sheen of sweat I tried more meditative styles to maybe loosen my hold on him and just slip out peacefully, but none of that had any effect. And you might judge me for admitting this, but after making a good college try I rapidly reached the conclusion that maybe this was for the best. Now the logical part of my mind knows that's nonsense, but the carnal, devious side of my mind was able to gaslight myself a bit. I didn't have anything worth going back to...And Gerald here wasn't exactly loving his retirement with all of his family issues...Maybe neither of us could individually thrive, but my spirit controlling his body and identity...at least that could create one fulfilled and happy person...

Oh it was all too easy for me to believe that lie. I don't know how I got here, but I wasn't going to fight to remove myself from this situation. No...this was clearly meant to happen. I am Gerald now.

I am Gerald Turner.

That gave me a devious shiver of delight to hear those words leave my new mouth...

I quickly took some erotic bed selfies showing off this gorgeous body for Grindr...not able to resist the urge to start worshipping myself. The clicks and dings sounded off in the background like my own little homoerotic symphony as I fished my now rock hard and leaking cock out of Gerald's little boxer briefs and gripped it firmly with my new right hand. This was a hand that had lived a full life and this was a girthy and perfectly straight 8 inch cock that had pleasured many women in Gerald's younger years and bred 3 children with his crazy ex-wife.

"Never Again," I cooed as I tightened my grip and slowly started stroking. "This cock is never pleasuring another woman...Ever Again!"

The authority in my voice made my new toes clench as if on autopilot and I shuddered as I bit my lower lip and tossed my head to the side, ravenously inhaling a pillow to take in my new scent before going right to the source. I lifted my new left arm and huffed in the essence of my new pit.

"Fuckkkkkk," I groaned like a reborn slut as my perfect daddy dick pulsated with desire. "I'm never giving this up! Even if I found a way to get out...Never happening!"

I grit my teeth now after aggressively spitting in my hand to lube myself up. My abs looked so shredded as I thrust up into my grip, all while worshipping those abs, pecs, and nipples with my free left hand.

"Jesus, Gerald! These nips are sensitive as hell!" I hollered out as I teased those nips good--alternating back and forth until the combo of this teasing and cock pleasure had me literally kicking my legs out and digging my new big feet into the bedding. My new toes were clenched harder than ever as I tried to get even more leverage to fuck my slick grip. On and on this went for minute after minute...the pleasure reaching new and new peaks all while I got lost in the selfishness of this moment and berated my former friend, unaware if he was gone forever or if he could hear me from some dark corner of his mind.

"I'm Gerald! You hear that Gerald? This is MY body now! You're NEVER getting this back! You're NEVER coming back!!"

And with that my back arched and I instinctively grabbed the bed sheets before quickly scooping up my new balls to jostle them around as the first shot of my load launched out with so much force that it smacked me in the mouth and splashed all over my face. I licked up as much as I could with my tongue, moaning in approval at the deliciousness of my own new essence as I kept going.

I roared in delight with each pump and thrust milking out more and more of this still virile seed--first coating my neck and chest and eventually my new abs as the shots gradually lost intensity. Finally, I was still milking this cock with fully dry shots...still in so much orgasmic pleasure...coated in well over an ounce of hot seed and still helplessly wincing and whining as I desperately tried to get out just one final drop. I finally watched that final droplet crest out of my new cock slit and then I relaxed--crashing back onto the bed in a soaking wet sweaty heap...sighing in euphoria and satisfaction while massaging this copious amount of cum all over my new body.

When my afterglow finally faded, I got back into my new phone with Face ID again...smirking as I scrolled through my dozens of prospectives on Grindr. I wasn't going to be bogged down by Gerald's awful family issues. In fact, it worked to my advantage. It gave the perfect cover and disconnect from his roots for me to truly have a fresh start with this body's wealth and physical beauty. I get to write my own destiny now in a body and life that makes me feel motivated to make the most of every new day. That realization is making me get hard again already...Well hot damn, I better pick one of these Grindr hotties quick so I have some company for round 2...

Be on the lookout for Part 2. I'd love to make this almost a diary style series where I recount my ongoing adventures and developments as Gerald. And let me know what you think! I didn't really think this through--I just kind of got inspired by photos and busted this out in one chaotic burst, so I know the perspective and tense shifts are little crazy. haha I will try to write all future entries from the perspective of a real diary--as if I'm recounting events that have happened that day/week.

[smxlegxrl]

💛✨ i hope reading this post makes you remember that ur dumb and pathetic and cute ! ✨💛

[noramare]

You can keep looking baby

sorry what did you say? your titties bounced when you laughed and i got hypnotized by the veins in your cleavage

[please1mistress]

WARNING FLASHING IMAGE

It's all so easy,

It's so so easy, it's like the image casts a spell, pulling you deeper into its world. The colors, the details, the emotions it evokes—they all blend together to create a mesmerizing experience. It's a beautiful escape, allowing your mind to wander and explore, ever found an image that felt like it was telling you a story

[mouseyphia]

Hypnosis is fun when I completely melt someone and put them back together later.

Granted, there may be a few... subtle changes...

But you needn't pay those any mind.

What little mind you have left, anyway.

It's just so much easier to accept your suggestions, after all!~

Good.~ 💕

[whydidisavethistomyphone]

All these billionaires who invested in the metaverce and Neuralink must be questioning their life choices looking at what what furries are doing in VR chat.

[voxhypno]

At a certain point, you just have to accept that you're nothing but a dumb ditzy milk cow. A walking pair of udders, made to be teased and tugged and played with.

It feels so good to think about, doesn't it? There's no worry as a cow, no pressure, except for the pressure building up inside your udders, waiting for the overwhelming pleasure of being milked.

It's so satisfying to put those teats of yours on display. Low-cut tops, no bra, even just walking, and eventually crawling, around the house completely topless. It's just so much better for everyone to see your greatest assets.

Dumber and happier every time they're ogled, squeezed, massaged and groped. That rush of pleasure just washing over your brain so easily, irresistibly, and leaving you giggly and floaty as your udders only feel more and more arousal.

I wonder how long you'll try and resist? Will you fight these urges, struggle against the natural compulsion to keep your udders exposed and ready?

Or are you already clumsily tugging at your teats, pulling your shirt off to show off like a good cow?

Awww, silly heifer. Can't help but shake and bounce those udders, and can't resist giving me a nice, long...

...moooooooo~

[cdpdraws]

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[perfectbimbomissforyou]

You love it hehe, don’t you deny 🫵🏻

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[dommebigmommyy]

Very much okay

[meltedyun]

How to become more addicted to porn and ruin your silly brain 💞

1 - Stop cumming. Full orgasms makes you feel like you 'had enough'. You should never have enough, you need to be kept in the edge.

2 - Stop being picky. Good girls don't choose. Watch every single porn that shows on your feed/timeline/search results.

3 - Stop skipping. The video timeline should not exist for you, you should watch from beginning to end in normal speed and without pauses.

4 - Edge for every single video/image. It doesn't matter it you liked it or not.

5 - Always watch porn when you feel sad. This will make your brain see porn as a method of escapism and it will slowly gets more needy for it.

6 - Any horny thought should lead to watching porn.

7 - Get used to it. Stop watching porn only on your bed or bedroom, watch it as you would to any youtube video.

8 - Expand your fetish list. Start to try slightly different porn categories and gradually develop a wide taste.

9 - Use as much porn plataforms as you can. Video streaming platforms are not the only way to consume porn. Use twitter, tumblr, image folders, etc.

10 - Punish yourself for not watching it. You spend a day without porn? Then the next time you watch you wont be allowed to touch yourself, and so on.

11 - Start to save it. Download the files you most like and watch them everyday.

12 - Lose hope. Stop wondering about recovery, this is for normal people, not dirty sluts.