Pooky Wooky Was Not a Bear

The above WebP excerpt is 0:07-0:20 in the following YouTube... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rph60yer9GI

... by a man who performs under the hyphenated mononym of "Lorenzo-Cristian" and self-describes as "the greatest magician in Romania". I'll be oh-so-grateful if any of y'all reading this text and enjoying that WebP excerpt know of any other sterling examples of ladies who are oh-so-pretty-in-a-"girl next door"-kind-of-way and moreover are oh-so-cute-and-eager-yet-kinda-disbelieving yet nonetheless get induced oh-so-cutely-and-rapidly (natch!). (I'd also be grateful for examples of such ladies who get induced oh-so-cutely-and-slowly… I'm not really picky on the speed of induction.)

Third and finally, I understand that lots of you in this particular niche of tumblr are 20-somethings who are in throes of exploring all manner of wild, sexy self-expression. And some of all y'all's exploration even leads you to contemplating what it'd be like to adopt the "lifestyle" 24/7/365 extreme implementation of that wild, sexy self-expression. Well, to you 20-somethings, I know this is going to perhaps sound like the bland advice of a man approaching his late 40s (which is indeed what I am, gasp!), but may I suggest to you exploring the myriad well-established traditions that society has devised to "have your cake and eat it too" (with all the naughty connotations of "cake" these days!) when it comes to being simultaneously wild and sexy yet just-veiled-enough to seem respectable(ish) to the mainstream. In this case, ballroom dance! Ballroom dance has soooooo many benefits: 1) First, it offers a framing of power dynamics that scratches the itches of both Dom/sub desires and luvy-duvy-romantic desires. On the Dom/sub side of things, it's a tradition where one partner LEADS and the other FOLLOWS. (SIDENOTE: It's the freakin' 21st century, we don't need to say the man leads and the woman follows... unless of course the couple in question is wholly into that.) On the luvy-duvy-romantic side of things (which, yes... some Dom/sub relationships already are... I know), the leading partner is very often leading in a way to make the following partner the center of attention, facilitating that partner's movement to explore the full gamut of dance techniques they can do... most obviously through things like lifts but less obviously by just being a steady point of balance for that partner. Aw heck, let me briefly abandon trying to talk about this pseudo-academically and dispassionately. While I know it's not everyone's proverbial cup of tea in Dom/sub relationships, but my Dom desires are all of the sort of "OMG! I loooove HER and she is ABSOLUTELY, LITERALLY EVERYTHING TO ME!!!!1!111!!1!!" By "literally everything", I mean that she is the incarnation of every damn female archetype humanity has ever conceived in regard to the whole gamut of male love for a woman: from wholesome devotion to mad desire. Even if I'm 100% taking a Dom role, she still can be my Absolute Goddess... or my queen for whom I go on quests... or my plucky heroic, active and properly modern princess... or my yes-habitually-heroic/active/modern-princess-but-nonetheless-often-feeling-"Jeez, it's hard to maintain that trifecta all the time, and sometimes a girl just needs a True Love Knight in Shining Armor to handle everything while she takes a nap": you know, the Sleeping Beauty archetype that got me to this niche of tumblr initially. (Damn you, Disney, for convincing young impressionable me that all the realm's most eligible bachelorettes are susceptible-in-a-strangely-confusing-to-my-young-mind-but-equally-compellingly-gorgeous-way to falling unconscious for long stretches of time for magical reasons, and they'll simply loooove you happily ever after when you kiss them awake !).

So, first of all, sorry to go so many months without posting.

(Not that I actually have that many followers, let alone ones that were actually waiting with bated breath for each and every one of my posts, but I like to pretend I do!) Second, for those who want to cut to the proverbial chase: a) The video source is https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NxMOM9V39wo, which is one of literally hundreds of Latin dance instructional videos by Hungarian husband-and-wife dance instructors Zoltan and Eva Papp. b) The reason I was compelled to break my posting drought was the following simple-but-utterly-compelling reason: I saw an unusually fit and graceful middle-aged woman wearing a just-barely-below-the-threshold-of-scandalously-short denim skirt with a tight white t-shirt that has IN FRAKKIN' BRIGHT SHINY SILVER LETTERS:

AMN

AMNESIA

ESIA 😍

... way too many have been starting to follow me. I assume most are bots. I sincerely apologize to those of you who are actually human lurkers... especially if you're a shy, rejection-sensitive lurker like I myself used to be earlier in life. You don't need to regularly post content to follow me. Heck, I don't regularly post! But please include a brief bio with your age in your tumblr and at least 1 post... even if that's just repeating your brief bio. All the best.

[First, some BASIC CONTEXT: In case you're not one of the merely 100 million or so of the world's 8ish billion people who just watched the Super Bowl LVII halftime show, this is how Rihanna began it. ] Now, with that basic context set, let me say I realize that tumblr -- especially the kink-oriented parts of tumblr -- really are not a good place to get neurology advice. But that said, I don't think my normal doctors would understand my question, which would go something like the following: So, Doc, I was watching this. And I was thinking "Oh, Rihanna's sporting a relatively baggy jumpsuit. Ok, ok... that's fine. The lady had a child back in May, no need to put unrealistic expectations of super-sexiness on her." But then she unzipped it and revealed her red vinyl bustier, and I swear Doc, I felt something explode in the part of my right frontal cortex responsible for eye movement. Did I have a stroke as my brain frantically tried to make sure my eyes would be properly fixated on her fabulous <ahem> maternally-enhanced </ahem> bosom? Is that possible? Do I need an MRI? I mean I don't think I have any lingering symptoms other than being even more obsessed than baseline with Rihanna's bosom. But given that was already a pretty freakin' high level, I think my current level is pretty unarguably pathologically high! Why are you looking at me like that?! You think insurance won't cover an MRI?? Why are you walking away and saying you need to treat patients with actual problems??!

Well, having just been redeemed -- as it were -- to walk among the tumblr living, I feel shouldn't blaspheme further against the seraphim and of which they sing. This one isn't continuing the joke of my return post It's just an awesome performance of an awesome song.

Oh wow! I'm like 3 weeks late in realizing that I have been released from the limbo betwixt the tumblr-world-of-the-living and the tumblr-hell-for-the-damned. My almost mortal sin was referring (years ago, in fact!) to a certain barely-content-moderated competitor to tumblr that shan't be named here. Whatever tumblr's automated purge algorithm is, evidently back in mid-November (i.e., of 2022) it did a sweep looking for mentions of that competitor, which --- again --- shan't be named! Adding insult to that at-the-time-seemingly-fatal injury, this was right before tumblr itself took a major step back toward the much lighter content-moderation policies it had pre-Dec-2018, when adult content roamed wild and free on the platform... which was the whole reason that competitor --- which, again, shan't be named! --- came into existence.

Hello, one and all. I hope y'all are having enjoyable summers. Failing that, I hope y'all are having tolerable summers. Failing that, I hope y'all are finding the temperature-controlling support you need to deal with bad summers, be that literal, physical temperature or metaphorical, mental temperature.

The 2 lovely ladies are Arielle Lane (brunette, left) and Jacquelyn Velvets (blonde, right).

The source clip is the "Mantra" segment of the shoot described in this prior tumblr post of mine (which also has lovely footage of Ms. Lane and Ms. Velvets) -- https://pookywookywasnotabear.tumblr.com/post/186924569909/previously-on-this-tumblr-ive-waxed-poetic

In case years of internet use has rotted your mind leaving you with a teensy-weensy attention span that compels you --- even with a clip that's just 2 minutes and 38 seconds in total length --- to reach for the fast-forward button within 10 seconds, then please note:

-- Been there, my friend… oh how I've been there. Whoo.

-- Here's a brief timetable of events in this short clip…

[0:00-0:05] The ladies cutely recovering from their getting their post-hypnotic suggestion implanted (before this clip begins). They get back to maybe 90% consciousness, before the fun beguns with…

[0:05-0:40] … hypnotist saying the "Mantra" post-hypnotic trigger. Alas! His camera --- and more importantly its microphone --- is too far away to really catch their sleepily whispered mantra of "I am deeply hypnotized", but fear not…

[0:40-1:12] … thankfully camera and microphone move in closer so you can hear their IMHO truly lovely sleepily whispered mantra…

[1:13-1:20] … Hypnotist briefly brings them out of their mantra and does a little, cute check-in…

[1:21-2:23] … which doesn't last long because hypnotist says "Mantra" again! Ms. Lane and Ms. Velvets do that in quite zonked-out fashion for a minute before…

[2:23-2:38] … a quick awakening followed within 2 seconds of "Sleep", and --- awwww, so cute! --- the sleeping Ms. Lane searches out for the sleeping Ms. Velvets's shoulder to sleep on. Also, mega-bonus points for the fact there's tasteful upskirt of Ms. Velvets showing her impeccable professional fashion sense of having her panties match the reddish-pink part of her top. No notes for you, Ms. Velvets! A+.

Have I become uncharacteristically laconic? Am I really not writing anything here beyond this lil' bit of text saying I'm not writing anything here?!

No! Of course not!

It's just wrote up the important info as captions in the video itself... which is only like 96 seconds long, but if you're battling ADHD, the 2 key parts are:

About 21 seconds in (1:16-1:12 left) which is oh-so-cute IMHO.

About 82 seconds in (i.e., the final 14 seconds, especially the final 6 seconds), which IMHO is OMG! OMG! Such dedication to her craft! IF YOU CAN, FINANCIALLY SUPPORT HER CONTENT NOW!!!

Which brings me to the fact (amply explained in the captions I added to the video) that this lady is "Milkubunny", who can be found both...

IMHO, this is sufficiently self-evidently AWESOME that my usual verbosity is not needed (umm, not that it’s ever really needed 🙄).

The 3 most important facts are:

1) The lovely lady is Riko Tachibana.

2) The first 2:30 or so is the hypnotist -- who goes by the stage name "RED" -- letting her sleep off one spate of deepening-by-fractionating reinductions and then doing one slow reinduction with those chime-sounding silver spherical thingies.

3) The real "fireworks" begin at 2:40 with

   a) 10 seconds (i.e., 2:40-2:50) of RED engaging in a little banter gently warning the slightly still dazed Ms. Tachibana of what's about to ensue and him taking the liberty at that moment to fix her hair,

    b) RED literally fractionating Ms. Tachibana 12(!!) times in one minute (i.e., about 2:50-3:50) 🤩,

     c) and then finally engaging in one final slow reinduction to round out the segment! 

 For those who aspire to hypnokink connoisseurship, some extra facts are the following:

The source video was filmed in 2005 (perhaps explaining why I never found it in any resolution beyond ye olde TV standard definition of 480 x 360.   Its catalog number is NPD-030 from the studio Audaz Japan, which I really think is defunct even though various Japanese sites still seem to sell its wares.  The video title is one of those that becomes a bit of a “word salad” upon translation into English: “Back FACE Hypnotism (RED) X”, which I can only surmise is a reference to:

  i) It was the lovely Ms. Tachibana’s 2nd hypnokink video with Audaz Japan (hence, she was back facing hypnotism).

  ii) “RED” is the stage name of the hypnotist (who, true to his stage name is wearing a red sweatshirt, though I think that was a coincidence).

  iii) As for the “X”, I’ve actually generally seen translated as the roman numeral  for “10″ online in regard to this video, but I kinda think it’s there because (a) the letter “X” is just cool and (b) “X” ratings-wise stands for you know what, wink wink, nudge nudge, say no more.