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"Hey handsome... I think it would be so HOT to mess around with brainwashing play! Imagine us getting all drowsy and kinky and like, super horny all the time... what do you think?"

The answer was you didn't think anything. You were flattered by this hot girl in sexy lingerie, you would have agreed to anything to get in her pants."

That was then - and in the "you don't think anything" department, not much has changed. You don't think about how your mind has become empty and submissive, you don't think about how you drool at spirals all day, you don't think about your huge fake titties on your chest, or your tiny caged cock. Its better when you're dumb. It's better when you have No Thoughts Head Empty.

You were suspicious when the gang boss agreed to take you in your wife's place. She owed them a LOT of money, and you thought you were being a hero, sacrificing yourself when they tried to take her. You thought you'd work as an enforcer or a goon until the debt was paid.

You were wrong.

The cartel boss told you that you'd work off not only your wife's debt, but also the cost of your upgrades and training. And then you were shipped off to a facility where they wrenched your mind apart, made you crave attention from men, made you addicted to being used and punished. They never told you why they wanted you this way.

And today you woke up, with months of surgical alterations all over your body - massive tits, a juggling round butt, even your lips are swollen and sensitive. Its not even your body anymore - it belongs to the mob, and you know in your broken, obedient mind that you'll use it however they demand of you.

The truely heartbreaking part? That happens right after this. When you finally walk on your permanent heels to meet your new owner... and it's your former wife, and her new husband the mob boss.

You're almost done. Another few days of psychedelics and conditioning, and you'll never shake what he forced into your brain. You'll never shake the self image that you are not a person - you are a bimbo dolly.

Bimbo dollies have different rules, that's just common sense. Bimbo dollies are obedient sluts with empty holes. Bimbo dollies don't know how to think, its not in their nature. Bimbo dollies just shut up and do what they are told.

You lost the bet, and now you you're trapped.

Your friend Dana bet you... like, something? You can't remember! But when you lost she got to hypnotize you... and you like, can't figure out what she did... but you felt like so dumb after!

And then she tricked you into another bet, and she like, cheated or something because she totally won again! And when she won you had to like... take these injections in your lips!

And things got like, super out of hand. Dana, is totally good at bets, you've lost so many. She's tricking you somehow but it's like... hard to think! You're so dumb now!

And now after you had to sign some papers, you woke up after titty surgery... and you don't even look like yourself anymore! Your huge boobs are so sensitive, you can't live like this!

You need to figure out how to get changed back, like think hard you stupid bimbo...

Look at yourself, you dumb slut. He might have made you into this perfect, stacked, drooling fuckdolly... but would he have been able to if you didn't really want it?

Hypnosis isn't real you know. You embraced this life, you adopted your giggly horny bimbo mindset because you secretly wanted to. You listen to BambiSleep and edge your tight little hole all day because that's what you wanted all along.

He just gave you the excuse, youre the one who pulled the trigger. You could have stopped anytime. And now look at you. Nothing but a set of holes and jiggles and giggles that couldn't turn back even if she wanted to...

One day you wake up... and your life is different. You don't remember how you got like this - hypnosis was just a fun little bit of fantasy!

But you addictive personality got away from you. Thoughts became mindset. Fantasies became purchases. Suggestions became reality.

You may have clarity in this moment, but you're too far gone. You don't have the power over yourself to reverse any of this. You can only keep going. You can only crave bimbo perfection like a dumb slut would.