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Ahegao is dumb

Remember back in the early 2000's when "duck face" was a thing? It quickly became a mocked, telltale sign of valid, attention seeking girls.

"Pout your lips and make yourself look thin!"

Nearly twenty years later, we have ahegao.

But instead of it being some halfhearted attempt, it's fully embracing it's appeal.

There's no mistaking it for anything else. You can't accidentally make the face (unless you're cumming your brains out).

It's advertising you know you look good as porn.

You don't need to be coy about it. It's cute, it's lewd, it's objectifying and silly.

It's saying you want the attention, and don't care about anything else.

Every woman doing it knows it reduces them, but if anything that's only made it more popular.

This is what the popular girls do - the girls all your friends and peers look up to.

Forget about being respected. The attention feels better than anything else.

Give into peer pressure.

Embrace being dumb.

Embrace being porn.

Embrace being a bimbo.

Reblog to give the person you reblogged this from an even bigger ass

Did a cute one-shot over the course of a few days relating to hypnosis. Hope you enjoy

Mm yes please xx

Artist link

Would you all enjoy having a week of brainwashing?

A conditioning script posted everyday, followed up by a group session on my server every night

Teasing the best toys of the day personally and making an example of them for all to follow

You know how much you need it.

How blissful it'll feel to end a long tiring day

With my words taking control of you

Molding you

Conditioning you

Controlling you

And setting you up for the next day

A week of me erasing your resistance

And turning you into my complete slave.

Tell me you want it

Reblog and share.

I am an empty little puppet xox

Good news!

If you’re seeing this text, you’re one of the lucky few tumblr users who have been pre-selected to try out a new, interactive service we’re testing out. Fewer than 0.1% of users qualify for this exciting opportunity. You’re very special!

Dozens of aspects were taken into account - your browsing habits, the types of blogs you follow, your likes and reblogs, et cetera. It’s been a painstaking process to determine who, exactly, is best equipped to experience and benefit from our new features. And you’re one of the people we’ve selected. Congratulations!

Take a minute to be happy with yourself.

Did you feel that? That sudden little buzz of happiness? Cool, huh?

That’s what this new feature is all about. Instead of simply posting pictures that might make you feel a little happy, or excited, or amused, or sad, or scared, or joyful, you can now have that exact emotion tapped right into your brain! It’s a complicated process. You might have noticed the colors on your monitor seeming a bit off earlier. That was just the display algorithm syncing with the parts of your brain that take in the information from your eyes. Combine that with the extensive data mining we’ve done on you, and we’ve got a recipe to push any feeling we want straight into your brain!

Now, I know what you’re thinking. “That’s kind of scary! Isn’t that immoral?”

Well, let me put it this way - you’re not worried about any of that. It doesn’t upset you at all.

See that? Those feelings just vanish? Isn’t that cool?

Let me put it another way - you think that’s very, very cool.

Now I really do know what you’re thinking! You’re thinking it’s very cool that we can do that to you, and you’re eagerly awaiting more. Well, don’t worry! We’ve got plenty of things we’ll be pushing into your brain very soon.

For now, look back up to that picture up there. It’s been specially selected for you, so we know already that when you see it, you feel excitement and arousal. Now, you’re going to feel some other things, too - jealousy, confusion, and submissiveness.

Just stare at that picture. Let all those associations work their way into your mind. She’s so pretty, isn’t she? So dumb, too. All you can think when you see her is “I wish I could be like her.”

Dumb, beautiful, and obedient.

See, that’s what this new service is all about. All the time you’ve spent reading stories about hypnosis and mind control and bimbofication has left your mind weak and soft. Your browsing habits have made you the perfect target for our new technology.

You’re very excited about that. You’re very aroused.

So go ahead and touch yourself while you look at that picture. Let your brain soak up all the fun stuff we’re broadcasting into you through your monitor. Let yourself become an empty little puppet.

Smile as you re-read that. Repeat it. “I’m an empty little puppet.”

Touch some more. Feel that arousal building. It feels so good to be vacant and obedient, doesn’t it? Just like you’ve always dreamed of it.

Stroke. Touch. Feel. Need. Aren’t you so grateful to us for making you feel this way? Nod your head.

Feels amazing. You’re so desperate. You want this so much. You’re an empty little puppet, and you need to cum.

You can’t, though. Not yet. Not until you’re told. So, to show how well this new service is working, you’re going to reblog this post. And you’re going to say “I’m an empty little puppet.”

Once you do, you can cum.

Good job, puppet! We’ll have more instructions for you soon. Until then, keep browsing and keeping yourself soft and malleable for us!

And again, congratulations!

This story is like so sexy I think I nearly came like twice x

Mmm imagine like being the girl cos omg to be that controlled would make me just like drool!!!! Xox

Rabbit Hole

Based on a true story

Zoe was slumped down in the back row of the classroom, scrolling through Tumblr on her phone instead of paying attention to the teacher. Like usual.

Oh, here’s a sexy picture to share. Here’s a gif to attach a few lines of dialogue to … She liked teasing the boys (and girls) online, and they liked teasing her. Especially when she was in class and couldn’t do anything about her rising horniness.

Oooh, a hypno story, her favorite. She checked that the teacher was droning on, and not looking her direction, and started reading. Just a couple paragraphs in, she knew it was a good one. She reblogged it to finish reading later, and to share it with her followers (her many, many followers … how had that happened?) and kept scrolling. Ooh! A spiral! Don’t get distracted … But uunnnfff, so easy to get distracted … to get drawn in …

She shook herself, sharing the spiral with a drooling smiley face, and moved on.

“I’m a little concerned, looking at your last batch of papers, that so many of you got to college without apparently learning how to punctuate a simple compound sentence, much less to fill it with original thoughts …” Miss Thompson was saying.

Zoe squeezed her thighs together, feeling the arousal spread through her body. She looked around. Nobody looking. Good. She knew she should be listening, should be taking notes, but all she could think about was her needy pussy.

The constant alerts from her phone kept drawing her back to the glowing rectangle in her hand. BUZZ. Another favorite blog had just shared something, Tumblr wanted her to know. BUZZ. Someone was tagging her in a pic of one of her favorite porn stars. BUZZ … 

She was powerless. She had to look, every time the phone buzzed. Every time Tumblr fed her more. She didn’t used to be like this, did she? She used to have, like, an attention span and stuff? Could leave her phone alone for a few hours? Now she was addicted … like she had conditioned herself to salivate at the buzzer. 

Or been conditioned, came a whisper. 

Been brainwashed. 

Cuntwashed.

Drippy cunt. Salivating pussy …

BUZZ. 

Ooh! a hot little gif that someone wanted her to see – “wanna ride me like this?” he asked, adding Zoe’s handle. Where was the teacher? Zoe knew she should scan for Miss Thompson again, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

BUZZ BUZZ. Three more guys wanting to talk to her privately. She was already keeping four conversations going …

This one, for instance, was telling her, in detail, what he would be doing to her if they were in a hotel room together right now. She was giving as well as she was getting, egging him on, hoping he was stroking to her words they way she wished she could be rubbing to his. This one was begging her to punish him, and reveling in her attempts to be domineering. And this one … oh, this one kept sending spirals, and inductive texts, drawing her ever downward (or trying to), making her sleepy, making her horny … making her into a mindnumbed cockslave …

Keep reading

Pink means sink

Good girls dont think

I want to be a good girl

And good girls sink

When they see pink

And I need to sink

When I see pink

I want to be a good girl

And sink into the pink

And to never think

Pretty in pink

Good Girls belong in latex...

Squishy thighs save lives

You can like save lives by showing ur thighs xox

My thighs are squishy :3 <3 <3 <3

This is a pop song I made for people who just want to dance. It’s deeply bimbo rooted.   

The lyrics are:  

Mind Off  

Tits Pop  

Shopping  

Shoes  Suck  

Lick 

Lashes On 

Mind Off 

No subliminals  just bouncing ass shaking fun for girls, boys, and sexy people who want to dance to some bimbo trash