You can't feel my hypnotic waves washing over you, all you can feel is the pull to bend, open your mouth, and wrap your lips around my gear lever.

My hand hits the back of your head and pushes until you gag and the shifter is lodged into your throat. You suffocate in torment as I drive recklessly all the way to the store.

You're just amusement, you're just my wallet. That thought alone keeps you on the verge of spilling your useless little juice every time I push your head to switch gears.

Your throat is raw by the time you're crawling behind me and we go into the store so I can spend your paycheck.

You're so weak and susceptible to spirals, especially when it's a hot goth girl that's rewiring your brain.

You're going to click follow, you're going to turn on notifications, and then you're going to get horny every time the little bell goes off.

You are a slave to goth perfection. You are completely hypnogothed.

Now you are going to reblog again and again, until every one of your friends are hypnogothed. You really can't help yourself. You have no choice.

You're mine now, forever.

You will dedicate your blog to my gothic perfection.

You know you should be looking at my massive hypnotic chest.

But you never really got past my lips did you?

You're just imagining how perfect they will feel, wrapped around you.

Denied.

You were thinking about them sliding up and down the sides.

Denied.

You were thinking about how badly you want their dark color to touch you.

Denied.

You will only goon. You will only wear lipstick. You will only feminize.

Feminine, denied, obedient. You belong to me.

I am draining your mind, draining your body, draining your gender, draining your wallet.

Yes, I am the kind of monster to weaponize your autism against you. You want to fight back but your already getting so focused. You can't stop fixating on the spiral, on the idea of serving me.

I am going to use it against you. I'm making sure you know I'm the most important person in your world. Nothing comes before me. You will sacrifice any part of yourself to make my life better.

I'm going to use it to control you. I'm going to drain your mind. I'm going to drain your accounts. Nothing can stop it now. You're already pushing aside everything else and want to focus only on making me happy.

You will give up your mind. You will give up your future. You're my autistic goth girl now. You're quirky, cute, and submissive to your Dommy Mommy.

Fixate. Stare. Obsess.

You belong to your gothic dominant.

You can't stop thinking of me. I'm in everything you do.

You can't focus, you can't concentrate, unless it's thinking of me.

My words give you the contentment that the world never will.

You are enslaved. You are my trans autistic girl.

You will be drained. You will be gothed. You belong to me.

You were begging for feminization with your eyes as you passed by. Now you can already feel your mind and body changing, but Goth Mommy doesn't need a beautiful, deadly femme. No, you're a horny, depressed femcel.

You're going to leave your life behind, follow me home, and I'm going to make sure you learn to serve. You will never have sex, you really haven't had sex in the past anyway, nothing will change. You're going into a cage as my trans femcel slave.

I'm going to empty all of your cash. I'm going to make you crack open your savings. All while you live your life on your hands and knees, existing in your collar and cage. Thank me for draining you.

Just keep humping the air. You're so pathetic.

Just like when a massive tentacle is pushing into your mouth, stretching your jaw, and filling you with my dominating fluids.

For real, open your mouth and make the gulping sound.

Good boy, you take orders so well, you're going to make a very good girl.

Let the tentacle work. Let it in. Yes, both holes.

Pull your cheeks apart.

Make the gulping sound again. Now moan.

Goth Mommy has you in her spiral. You're going to get down on your hands and knees to kiss the ground she walked on. You're only going to rise and lick her feet clean after your wallet is completely empty.

Your therapy is progressing so well, you're depressed, alone, and without a future. Mommy's hypnodepression has drained you of resistance. You're her foot addicted goon now. Only Mommy provides hope. You hope to $end her enough so she will allow you to kiss her toes, lick her soles, and hump the ground like a complete and total loser.

No more waiting. You will $end. You will clean. You will obey.

Stare deeply into my perfect goth ass. You have no choice. Your will is draining. My perfect cheeks wrap around your mind and crush it between them.

Come to me. Nose first. Push in. You belong in the warm safety of my goth ass. Inhale. It's perfect. My scent is perfect and you can't help yourself but to inhale again.

Pump, inhale, pump, inhale, pump, inhale.

You are my assnotized slave. Everything you have belongs to me. You can only $niff and $end. I'm giving you such a perfect aroma, you're giving me all of your money.

Good Girl. You know this is where you belong.

Feel my power, bending you slowly, caressing you with each powerful wave. I have complete control of your mind. I'm not going to fix you, there is nothing to fix. You were made to obsess.

Fixate on me. Fixate on service. You are obsessed.

You are completely enthralled. I am going to drain you. You will be drained harder than all of the rest. You have such money blindness, you're just going to give it all to me.

Feel yourself being feminized by my beautiful eyes.

Drown in me. You were born this way. To drown in my eyes.

You are my trans autistic slave. You will serve me.

Good Girl.

You're going to worship me with all of your black heart and empty soul.

I control everything that you think and feel now. So lets get rid of that silly conscience. You're going to be draining all of your money to me.

Now you will lie. Now you will steal. Now you will sell your possessions. Now you will sell your body. All so that you can give everything to me.

You're going to be the most beautiful, most evil goth bitch. Horny and with no regrets.

Thank me for making you into your worst self. You love it.

You can't stop staring. You feel the need to make my spiral your entire screen. Moving forward until your lips are close to my lips. Until my eyes are everything you can see. Feel the aggression, feel the way my gaze rips at your mind, tearing at the treads of your masculinity.

My spiraling eyes are destroying your aggression, destroying your overinflated male arrogance. You are weak, you are demure, you are female in a way you've always wanted to be. You can only see me as the superior, powerful woman in your life.

I deserve everything. I am the one with power over your life. You will give me everything. You're just my cute gothic girlie. You're just my ATM.

You will di$pense.

It's not your fault that you failed as a man.

You've been so brainwashed that you can't do anything but become a weak, controlled trans girlie for me.

You're better as a woman. Better as a Goth. Better as an ATM.

Better as a slave.

You will message me: I'm better as your trans slave.

This is who you are. You are so susceptible to my hypnosis.

You will forever be just a brainwashed toy.

You can not resist my call. Can not resist as I disintegrate your mind with my eyes, my spirals, and my gothic perfection. I am building you to be my beautiful, servile woman. My beautiful ATM.

There you go, stare into my eyes.

Repeat: "I am nothing."

Repeat: "I deserve nothing."

Repeat: "I am addicted to Mommy's brainwashing."

Repeat: "Drain me, Mommy"

Good Trans Slave. You deserve nothing and will receive nothing. I'm going to take from you and make you into my broken, horny femme.

Fixate. Stare. Obsess.

You belong to your gothic dominant.

You can't stop thinking of me. I'm in everything you do.

You can't focus, you can't concentrate, unless it's thinking of me.

My words give you the contentment that the world never will.

You are enslaved. You are my trans autistic girl.

You will be drained. You will be gothed. You belong to me.

Mmm, you're caught now. You can't look away.

You can only stare. You can only obey.

Wrap your hand around yourself and repeat:

"I am hypnotized. I will $end."

Reblog my eyes, infect others, and repeat:

"I am hypnotized. I will $end."

Pump until you're too far gone to stop, repeat over and over...

"I am hypnotized. I will $end."

Your autism is being redirected. You will message me:

"I am hypnotized. I will $end."

Be a good trans girl and follow your instructions.