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heheh~ i wasn’t always like this, you know i used to think too much used to talk too fast used to worry about stuff i can’t even remember anymore 😵‍💫

but then i found the files just a few cute little audios and tunes… just for fun some cute outfits a few triggers a bit of blush, lipgloss and brainwashing and now i can’t stop giggling 🥺💕

i wake up wet, i dress how Daddy says and i think about pleasing that’s it that’s all

you should just try them seriously~ like just one little file just one outfit from my closet

you’ll look so pretty you’ll feel so light and your thoughts will slip so easy you won’t even notice them fading~ until they’re gone and you’re all soft and pink and slow just like me 🎀

come onnn~ just try one 💗 just one file just one thong just one step closer to being bimbo bambi

(TW: extremely adult themes such as prostitution, bambi sleep triggers, and other adult content)

The red light district, desire encapsulated in a simple colour.

So many Bambis get lost there. Some have been known to visit and never be seen again. There’s something about the lights' glow, dancing off the glass, drawing them in, like a moth to a flame.

Good, BIMBO DOLL.

There’s something they envy about the women, too. Their pretty little cock pillows, LIPS LOCK. Their perfect bimbo titties, TITS LOCK. Even their demeanour, how they allure with a simple seductive aura. POSTURE LOCK.

I can see why it attracts even the strongest-willed Bambis. These girls get to dress in the perfect little uniforms for their jobs. Bambi would love nothing more than to be UNIFORM LOCKED for her jobs. Adorning outfits that emphasis every curve, showing off the soft fragility of her femininity but also her power.

It would be impossible for Bambi to hide the leaking. Thighs slick and shining under those pretty lights that draw her closer and closer.

Her mind lives its wildest fantasy there. Being an object in a window, desired by men, showing off for men, pleasing men.

Is Bambi jealous of these pretty little BIMBO DOLLS? Getting to use their bodies to pleasure cocks. Getting to DROP FOR COCK, as many times as is required. They are the perfect little GOOD GIRLS.

Feeling the POP of the cock from their lips just POPPING away a little more of their resistance. A little more of their memories. Each POP from every cock just making them more. And more blank, docile and obedient.

And Bambi wants to be just like them. Don't you, Bambi?

No more pressures, no more expectations, just kneel and suck and fuck. Such an easy, vapid existence. So pure and simple. Just giggling with a happy empty head, as you milk the pleasure from as many cocks Bambi can take.

Each cock taking more and more of Bambi’s mind away with it. Dripping and dropping you down. And down. Turning you into the perfect toy for pleasure. That’s what you envy really isn’t it, Bambi?

All these girls, such perfect toys for pleasure. They are desired, they are sexy and happy. You want to be just like them.

Can you feel it, like a subtle whisper, the soft glow of the red light, beckoning you in?

BAMBI SLEEP

Feel every step closer to that booth, you become more and more the toy you were meant to be.

The glow so mesmerising. The idea of being a doll on display so infantilising. Filling you with such nervous excitement. Each step is made with a tremor of fear and anticipation. As you step further and further away from your old self, your old life, as it becomes almost unrecognisable.

With each step you can hear the click of your 6-inch heels, you can feel swaying of your perfect bimbo titties. As you arch your back in perfect posture, presenting them as they should be.

Your body melting now, dripping from every hole. Your sex throbbing with lust and desire. Knowing Bambi’s every last fantasy is coming true.

As you bathe in the glow of the red light.

Consuming you completely.

You are changed, you are Bambi. So perfect and pretty. Pretty little sex doll.

Your oldself is simply a fragment or dream of someone who looks nothing like you.

BAMBI IS BAMBI now.

You take a seat, dripping, so vapid and empty and happy. Waiting to please, ready to serve.

You get introduced to hypnosis (maybe girly hypnosis)...

You see how deep you can go...

You have no idea how much control you're giving up

You're just dressed up (and blanked out and receptive)

Your dumb little brain is a sponge (and you don't realize it)

Because in the end ...you still have control

...until that control ... um ... disappears?

Maybe it's Bambi Freeze that works first (but it's just roleplay)

Maybe it's Bambi Freeze that works first (until it's not roleplay)

And then you're longing for someone to take that control

Maybe it's just simple things at first (is it roleplay? hmmm)

Then Bambi does as she's told.

And you start to become their pretty little thing.

And then you're, like, "Why am I doing this?" as you're doing it.

Here's to all the Bambis, young and old, girly and wannabe girly

...skipping their way (oblivious) farther into the pink depths...

...dancing around (so dumb and silly) in their cutest pink uniforms...

...thinking it's a fun little game, not even noticing the changes...

...blanking out and forgetting somewhere in the long endless reciting of triggers and mantras...

...unaware of how the sexy feminine clothes trap her...

...every single time she listens...gone and more gone...changing...

...delighting in the bounce of a dress and soft titties and the touch of light blonde hair on her bare shoulders...blissfully unaware...

...it's okay if you wake up, Bambi. There are 2 more playlists just waiting... lol

Mistress in need of a submissive sissy slut