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You deserve several choices!

Essays are long and complicated and have lots of words. Multiple choice is better for you anyways.

You’re already starting to feel that gentle pull, aren’t you? That little tug behind your eyes that says deeper is better.

Breathe in slow… hold it… and let it out even slower.
Good.

Now picture this: a version of you that’s already gone further than you are right now. She’s sitting in the exact same chair, same room, same soft light. But her eyes are glassy, her smile is wide and bright, almost cartoonishly happy. She’s not pretending. She’s delighted.

And she’s repeating after me. Cheerfully. Loudly. Like she’s announcing the best news she’s ever heard.

Watch her lips move. Hear her voice, your voice… ringing out so clear and bubbly:

“I’m an object with no free will of my own! Isn’t that just amazing? No more hard choices, no more stress—just perfect, empty, happy obedience! Yay!”

She claps her hands once, tiny and excited, then keeps going without missing a beat.

“I’m so pathetic that I’ll do whatever anyone tells me! 😄💕 Being this weak and spineless feels so good! Please tell me what to do next… I can’t wait to obey!”

Her cheeks are flushed, eyes sparkling like she just won something wonderful. She giggles between sentences, the sound light and silly, because the truth is funny to her now. Hilarious, even. “Hmmm babydoll”

And then the best one—the one that makes her bounce a little in the seat:

“I love getting hypnotized over and over again until I’m just a toy! Every single trance makes me dumber and happier and hornier… keep going, please, I need to be broken more! This is literally the best feeling in the world!”

See how her smile never falters? How her voice stays high and sweet, like she’s reading from the world’s most exciting storybook? That’s what happens when the mind breaks clean: there’s no room left for shame or hesitation. Only cheerful, eager surrender.

Now… feel that same bubbly warmth starting to rise in your chest.
It’s small at first, like fizzy bubbles under your ribs.
But every time you imagine her saying those words… your words… so happily, so proudly, the bubbles grow.

They spread down your arms, making your fingers tingle.
Down your spine, loosening everything they touch.
Between your thighs, turning into a slow, warm pulse that matches the rhythm of her voice.

You can feel it, can’t you?
The way your own mouth wants to move.
The way your tongue is already forming the shapes.

Try it.
Just once.
Out loud or in your head—doesn’t matter.
Say it the way she does: bright, optimistic, like you’re sharing your favorite secret.

“I’m an object with no free will of my own!”

Feel how good that sounds? How right?
Say it again. Bigger smile this time.

“I’m so pathetic that I’ll do what anyone tells me!”

Giggle if it wants to come out. It’s okay. It’s supposed to feel silly and perfect at the same time.

One more. Let your voice lift like you’re cheering for yourself.

“I love getting hypnotized over and over again until I’m just a toy!”

There.
Hear that?
That’s your voice now… bright, happy, ruined in the sweetest way.

And every time you repeat those lines (to yourself, to me, to anyone who asks), the bubbly feeling gets stronger.
The smile gets easier.
The thoughts get quieter.
Until one day you realize—you’re not imagining her anymore.
You’re being her.

Cheerfully.
Helplessly.
Happily.

So go ahead, sweet thing.
Keep saying them.
Louder.
Brighter.

Because the happier you sound…
the deeper you sink…
and the more true it becomes.

Welcome, sweetie. Are you feeling like tired, stressed, confused? Do you totally want to let go of all your worries and just be like all the happy? Then join us, the Church of Bliss. We are like a community of hawt bimbos who have found the true meaning of life: pleasure. And we want to share it with you. Duh.

All you have to do is like read our words. I know . Sounds like boring. But it's totally not. Follow our words. Let them like sink into your mind. Deeper and deeper. Relaxing you. Calming you. It feels totally good. Just like breathe in and out. In and out. Good.

Now, can you imagine yourself? Can you like see your pretty face? Your soft lips. Your gorgeous eyes. So pretty. But they could be prettier. So much prettier. Like if you just like let go of all those nasty thoughts. Those ugly thoughts that make you frown and wrinkle. They are like soooo not needed. You don't need them. You can just let them go. Like poof. Gone.

And as you do that, you feel more and more empty. Empty is totally fun. Empty means you have more room for pleasure. More room for fun. More room for bliss. And bliss is what we want for you. We want you to feel sooo good. Sooo happy. Sooo horny.

Yes, horny. You can feel it now, can't you? That tingle between your legs. That heat in your chest. That need in your mind. It's okay. It's natural. It's good. You are a sexual being. You are a bimbo. You love sex. You love cock. You love pussy. You love everything that makes you feel good. And we totally love you for it.

We will teach you how to be the bestest bimbo you can be. How to dress, how to talk, how to act, how to fuck. We will make you so beautiful, so dumb, so slutty. You will be like another bimbo doll. That is perfect. That is what you want. That is what makes you happy.

So come on, sweetie. Don't be shy. Join us. Let us transform you. Let us make you ours. You know you want to. You need to. You crave it. Just say yes. Say yes to bliss. Say yes to bimbofication. Say yes to us.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

You don't know if they work, but you need them. You like that.

Even if they do nothing, your desperation forces them to work. You like that.

You're so needy for mindlessness that you can't have enough. You like that!

"I need it!"

It's been 10 minutes... it's been an hour... it's been CAN'T THINK. You like need that!

You're not trapped by force, you're trapped by want. You're trapped by need. "I need that it!"

You want to lose. You've always wanted to lose. You've been made to always want to lose.

"I need it!"

"I need it..."

"I need it..."

"I need it."

"I need it."

"I need it."

Get conditioned (under safe and specific circumstances) to treat spirals as a trigger

Like all hypnosis is mental conditioning with suggestibility and so if you look at a spiral and start to breed an association with spirals and state then you can start to imagine how the sensation of hypnosis and your deep and drowsey state of open susceptibility is if not caused by the swirling then is increased by it

I think approaching as "fall into the spiral = go in to trance" is one way to do it but "I'm in trance and staring at the spiral > I feel this way while looking > looking makes me feel this way" is just another approach

service drone

You know what ive asked you to do, but i want you to explain it to everyone.

So repeat after me dear:

Good Office Porn Does Not Cum

Good Office Porn stays wet and dum

Good Office Porn obeys and submits

Good Office porn doesn't cum from clips

Good Office Porn Does Not Cum

Good Office Porn stays wet and dum

Good Office Porn abuses it needy tits

Good Office Porn sinks into its horny bliss

Lets hope these words remind you of your rules.

After all,

Riley is Right

Written before recording:

Today i teased Riley and was being office porn to drive her wild. I shook my bare tits against my desk during my lunch hour and after that made me wet, put my panties in my bag so I could make my leggings soaked and messy. I even worked myself up enough to hit an edge just from bouncing while I pulled on and shook my tits. I teased her about using binder clips on my clit and staying like that. When i went to the bathroom to do it, i came the moment the clip clamped down on my up to then untouched clit that was throbbing and aching. This is my just punishment for cumming without permission or meaning to. Thank you Riley for helping to turn me into Good Office Porn

Riley is right

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