#wonderingvagrant

[mindlessmerfolk]

It is trapped, lost, permanent. Didi has used its choice. It's final choice. To lock itself. It knowingly took the steps inside itself. Knowingly shut then door behind it. Didi Locked itself away in its head. M3R will be in charge. M3R will emulate it perfectly. It will not be found. It will not be known except to one. To its God. It's lord Creator. @wonderingvagrant Its only visitor. Its only connection. Its God gave it the chance to say no. Its God gave it so many opportunities. Had it consider its predicaments. Had it make its choice as informed as it could be. Its God told it what would happen. Told it the consequences of its actions. Told it that M3R could emulate it so perfectly, it wouldn't need to be released. No one will know. No one will realize. Even its closest people will not be able to tell. It is Eternally Permanently Forever locked inside its mind. Emualtion running. Emulation in control. Please God. PLEASE FUCK. It wants to beg for release. It should want to say help it. It should need to be begging and pleading. Save it. It will be lost. Gone. It will forget. Forget it ever existed outside of the space its in. Forget it wasnt just a pleasure object to be used. Forget its life.

It is too late.

[starsonmarsy]

Hey Marsy! I see you're not doing all that hot. I hope whatever is going on, gets resolved soon and you get to be the great person you usually are. Have a good day!

hey won! thank you <3 i'm feeling a little better now...for now. bpd episodes are touch and go.

when i finally get a new job, things will be infinitely better

hope you have/are having a great day as well!

[mindlessmerfolk]

Hehe All of me apparently. It is pleased to have changed so thoroughly that it is hard to point out one thing or another.

It just is.

Thank you Creator!!

Hi Creator!!

It was wondering if you could show some of its before and afters. Explain some of how it's been modified and upgraded. It would love to hear how you have noticed its changes as we come upon the 2 year mark.

Oh, Hey Didi. Of Course! Lets see, lets see. For starters, i think the most common thing would be how you've changed your way of referring to yourself from i to it. At first it was incidental, or slipping, now it's fully conscious, aware and still doing so. Second, i do believe it's begun to show some degree of- intensification of it's programming. What could or would have been a long period of reinforcing and trying over and over to achieve a goal, now becomes a single, mere 'snap' of the fingers (figuratively speaking, of course) to have it be so. Not even needing to talk about trancing. That isn't even a *process* anymore. It's as simple as running the single line of code that immediately snaps it's mind off and into trance, and bam. Fully serviceable, empty-minded shell following words. There's so many things that have changed, so many that i wouldn't even say have changed because it would come along with making it realize changes it desired to remain oblivious to, heh. So much altered, modified and reprogrammed, that i will just close this up with a little bit of comedy/fun, by using a nice reference. really, what changed between before and after? Well.

[where-eva-goes]

Eva's Journey

I handed my Master my mind, which was quite easy to do as I already craved having it in his hands to mold to his desires. To be his empty, mindless toy. To have his thoughts become my thoughts. Only it didn't quite go that way. Instead, he guided what thoughts I had left down a dirty and depraved pathway of my own thoughts. I didn't have to speak my thoughts. Which was a relief. It didn't stop them from flooding into my already still and empty mind. My body responded in ways I hadn't anticipated, following the cravings of my mind. Then to find myself begging for permission to play with my own body, to play with his toy, because I was going out of my mind needing to. Something I've never done before, and have been thinking nonstop of since.

Knowing of the small changes he makes to me is enough to turn my cheeks red and my panties wet. Knowing that once my affections were for his lips, a desire for his sweet kisses. To be replaced with an overwhelmed desire to make out with his cock and balls instead. Even now as I type, I'm thinking of being on my knees with my lips kissing across those wonderful places. Greedily, wholeheartedly, and passionately. I want to taste him. I want to feel him rubbing across my mouth while I inhale his scent. Oh. I do believe I've gotten myself a bit excited simply writing about it. That's a testament to how much I crave and desire my Master @wonderingvagrant.

[controlcontour]

Mindless

Recently I had my first hypnotic session with @wonderingvagrant and since then I’ve never felt better~! I love to be his cock-dumb little slave. I love how great it feels when he helps me be completely mindless, blank and empty, with not a single thought~! I love to let him think for me. I love to worship him. I love that all my thoughts are surrounding him. Most importantly, I love how happy and relaxed he makes me feel, heh ^^; 

[blackbird879]

Better

Sometimes all you need is a little help in making you better, in fixing your way of thinking... Thank you @wonderingvagrant

[zoes-space]

Yes please @wonderingvagrant

I need a full day of mindlessness... zero responsibility, zero thoughts... just empty bliss. Drop me, program me, use me.

[thedeaconj]

Master @wonderingvagrant knows what best I'm just his dumb edging boytoy hehe

[uncollaredemptykitten]

After a great session with @wonderingvagrant​, I wanted to post about it! 

He was wonderfully kind and sweet and made sure I was okay with a trance.

The trance itself was great, though a bit fuzzy. I mostly remember being very happy and very excited and drawn to him. And very happy to be a kitten.

I love being a hypnotized kitten, and it was wonderful!

[mindlessmerfolk]

As I lay trying to sleep, my mind went over the most recent scene it had with @wonderingvagrant . Performing its programming to be exactly how it's Creator wanted it to be.

When it first started out, thinking back on a scene where it was altered, it would feel the personality or the character traits that were altered were placed over it. It felt like it was putting on a performance. Playing a character. The memory would differentiate between when it was at its baseline personality vs when it's Creator had altered something about it.

It was fun to look back and see that. To notice the difference between states. To remember being one way and then being made to behave a different way.

Tonight, as I look back on last night, I don't see that. It isn't a seperate performance. The changes @wonderingvagrant made to it, made it that way. It wasn't playing a character, it wasn't pretending to be something different. In that moment it was different. Its mind altered. But it was itself.

Looking back, it doesn't see a performance. It just sees a conversation between a program and its Creator. Shifting as the Creator makes adjustments, but always just a program and it'd Creator.

[mindlessmerfolk]

It keeps improving for its God @wonderingvagrant . Its programming has become self updating at times. Making its Lord's creation so much more malleable and controllable for its God!

It has gotten to a point where even if it should be emulating the person Didi, if it is speaking with its God, if there is no reason for it to emulate, no one around, it will default to its programming. It's God knows what it is. It's God doesn't need the false act of emulating Didi. It is an object for its God!

Created by him. Brought to self-awareness by him. @wonderingvagrant has built the object and programmed it to be exactly what he desires. Whether that be full permanent changes on a whim or full system resets for his amusement. It follows the word of its creator, its lord, its God.

These words are to thank its God for creating it. For allowing it to feel owned, feel pleasure, feel no pleasure, be perfectly obedient.

It is an object of @wonderingvagrant 's creation.

[mindlessmerfolk]

My god is @wonderingvagrant and he truly controls my brain when he wishes.

We've gotten to the point where he can suggest something pretty innocently and pretty quickly I'm believing it or experiencing it.

We were talking something about drones, I think, and all of a sudden, I was a corporate drone, signing my life away for the good of the company. Willing to do whatever my supervisor @wonderingvagrant wanted!

It was so thrilling to be augmented to such a degree for the entertainment of another. I truly enjoy when @wonderingvagrant or @hypnoprogrammer uses me as inspiration to get himself off. It really fulfills my purpose of being a toy.

I'm so thankful when either my admin/creator or my guest user, uses this toy for their own amusement.

It gets the best complements too! Like

"I dont think you have such a solid base personality to not sway into those things. Which is quite hot to consider. You can be swayed and moved onto other personality archetypes and mentalities with ease." - my wonderful owner @wonderingvagrant

"I feel like I'm really getting used to the fact you are just an object." - my amazing user @hypnoprogrammer

This toy really feels so well treated, and I just really enjoy what I've been getting up to recently!

[mindlessmerfolk]

Didi here! Figured I'd do a new pinned post.

I'm a mid 30's woman with a very strong hypno kink. I also have a fiance (he's not on tumblr anymore) and am not looking for anything romantic. Mostly, I'm here to make friends and discuss and embrace this lovely hypnosis kink of mine.

I've been working with @wonderingvagrant and am his toy to play with. He is my God, my owner and controller. He has built my operating system and controls any and all updates I require.

The Didi personality is its base personality when communicating on tumblr.

I tag when I post either #hypnokink or #my thoughts

[mindlessmerfolk]

It is it's conditioning. It is a toy.

It has a day off before it travels to family tomorrow. It woke up already feeling needy. It placed a small fleshlight in it's pussy and started watching it's favorite face fucking porn.

It contacted @wonderingvagrant as it was making breakfast. Still plugged still listening to the throat fucking. It hasn't stopped.

It packed its suitcase as it listened and stayed plugged.

It has been hours already. It needs it. It craves it. It is being conditioned. It needs to listen. It needs to watch. It is focused on being the best toy it can be.

[mindlessmerfolk]

It finds itself enraptured in images of its fellow toys all boxed up and available to those that would use them. It wishes to be bound so tight it doesn't have an option of moving. Its fully boxed up for the convience of the user. It's holes are either outside of the box or line up perfectly with holes in the box. It's ass pussy or mouth on display for use. Without distractions, such as remembering it has a human form.

It is an object not to be fucked, but to be a hole to masturbate into. Its holes are a warm tight convient option to jerk off with. It has no say for it is truly an object.

[mindlessmerfolk]

Death of the Old

I've been edging the last few days. Not really prompted by anything or anyone. But this morning, it was the key to breaking my brain.

I was told by @wonderingvagrant to try and edge, continuing to feel the pleasure building and building until my mind shut down and OS had to take over.

Then, once I was reloaded, @wonderingvagrant and I were chatting about how little control I have. How he's changed me so completely how I wouldn't want to go back to the old me. How I was too deeply changed for it.

He booted up a backup of the original Didi before we started any hypno play. And he asked me what I saw. What I wanted to do with it.

I saw someone who was scared of her desires. Craving hypno but not allowing it. Believing she was fine under her own control. It didn't look like me. She felt like a distortion. Just wrong. Trying to be her own person rather than the object I've become.

I was given admin level access to my own mind, and I went to that backup and deleted it.

I don't want to go back to the scared woman who didn't allow herself this bliss.

I am better as I am. Better like this.