Bambi-is-training - A Bambi In Training

Woah like omg guys weve just umm got to 3000 followers like omg!! Umm I really hope you totally umm like this page and find it umm like super yummy!

Thank you for all ur support umm and stay sexy people!!! Xoxoxoxo

So does like not being able to count to 10 anymore make me a good girl or a dumb bimbo? Xox

Duh, like obvs xox

I'm a dumb dolly for master!! Xox

⭐💖 It's a magical experience. ⭐💖

Ooh yes please! Xox

Personality Changing Game

A new tumblr game:

Post this to your blog if you want to play.  Your followers will send asks with a question plus a cliche personality type in asterisks.  *Seductress* *Bimbo* *Virgin* *Cocktease* *Submissive* *Learned Scholar* etc.  

Whatever they tell you, you will become while you answer their question, and for the next 15 minutes– or until you’re given a new personality.  Whichever comes first.  

Have fun!

I am an empty little puppet xox

Good news!

If you’re seeing this text, you’re one of the lucky few tumblr users who have been pre-selected to try out a new, interactive service we’re testing out. Fewer than 0.1% of users qualify for this exciting opportunity. You’re very special!

Dozens of aspects were taken into account - your browsing habits, the types of blogs you follow, your likes and reblogs, et cetera. It’s been a painstaking process to determine who, exactly, is best equipped to experience and benefit from our new features. And you’re one of the people we’ve selected. Congratulations!

Take a minute to be happy with yourself.

Did you feel that? That sudden little buzz of happiness? Cool, huh?

That’s what this new feature is all about. Instead of simply posting pictures that might make you feel a little happy, or excited, or amused, or sad, or scared, or joyful, you can now have that exact emotion tapped right into your brain! It’s a complicated process. You might have noticed the colors on your monitor seeming a bit off earlier. That was just the display algorithm syncing with the parts of your brain that take in the information from your eyes. Combine that with the extensive data mining we’ve done on you, and we’ve got a recipe to push any feeling we want straight into your brain!

Now, I know what you’re thinking. “That’s kind of scary! Isn’t that immoral?”

Well, let me put it this way - you’re not worried about any of that. It doesn’t upset you at all.

See that? Those feelings just vanish? Isn’t that cool?

Let me put it another way - you think that’s very, very cool.

Now I really do know what you’re thinking! You’re thinking it’s very cool that we can do that to you, and you’re eagerly awaiting more. Well, don’t worry! We’ve got plenty of things we’ll be pushing into your brain very soon.

For now, look back up to that picture up there. It’s been specially selected for you, so we know already that when you see it, you feel excitement and arousal. Now, you’re going to feel some other things, too - jealousy, confusion, and submissiveness.

Just stare at that picture. Let all those associations work their way into your mind. She’s so pretty, isn’t she? So dumb, too. All you can think when you see her is “I wish I could be like her.”

Dumb, beautiful, and obedient.

See, that’s what this new service is all about. All the time you’ve spent reading stories about hypnosis and mind control and bimbofication has left your mind weak and soft. Your browsing habits have made you the perfect target for our new technology.

You’re very excited about that. You’re very aroused.

So go ahead and touch yourself while you look at that picture. Let your brain soak up all the fun stuff we’re broadcasting into you through your monitor. Let yourself become an empty little puppet.

Smile as you re-read that. Repeat it. “I’m an empty little puppet.”

Touch some more. Feel that arousal building. It feels so good to be vacant and obedient, doesn’t it? Just like you’ve always dreamed of it.

Stroke. Touch. Feel. Need. Aren’t you so grateful to us for making you feel this way? Nod your head.

Feels amazing. You’re so desperate. You want this so much. You’re an empty little puppet, and you need to cum.

You can’t, though. Not yet. Not until you’re told. So, to show how well this new service is working, you’re going to reblog this post. And you’re going to say “I’m an empty little puppet.”

Once you do, you can cum.

Good job, puppet! We’ll have more instructions for you soon. Until then, keep browsing and keeping yourself soft and malleable for us!

And again, congratulations!

Thinking about dumb girls

It’s interesting, how many girls I speak to on here that seem so smart at first - intelligent and self-possessed.

But it’s so easy to make them into barely literate, giggly fucksluts.

You all know what I’m talking about right?

The kind of girl whose mouth forms a perfect O when your finger slip inside, stopping dead that train of thought.

The kind of girl whose mind drips out of her pussy the moment she’s even slightly wet.

The kind of girl who only gets wetter when you point it out.

It’s such a vicious, beautiful cycle - the moment she slides to her knees (all it takes is a look and she knows her place) it’s all over for her - she’ll be stupid until you’re done with her:

Whether she’s drugged in to soporific stupor by the scent of pussy, too cuntdrunk to do anything but lick and smile and lick and smile and lick and smile

Bouncing on a strap, her fuckhole so full up there’s no room for thoughts any more, just a bouncy drooly puppy, going up and down and up and down and up and down

Or if she’s humping for you, desperate and needy, already too stupid to figure out how to touch herself, bumping and grinding, doing anything you suggest to get herself off

And stupid girls like that are so pliable aren’t that? Believing you when you tell them they’re obedient little fucktoys, good girls who listen to their cunts, just pets whose holes need using.

I want to be a hypnotised sex slave xox

DO YOU WANT?

REBLOG IF YOU WANT TO BE A HYPNOTIZED SEX SLAVE

(I wrote this for a reblog, but I think it deserves a post of its own)

Corrupt yourself, dolls. Corrupt yourself and your friends. Corrupt your norms and boundaries and all of your thoughts.

Wreck your own mind. Wreck your inhibitions. Wreck it all for another edge.

Get hooked on edging. Get hooked on edging and lust and desperate blank bliss. Get so hooked that you can only think of your next fix and how much you need it.

Become needier. Become emptier and blanker and more desperate by the day. Become less.

Be brainless. Be brainless and babbling, bubbly and bimbofied. Be a perfect, pretty, pleasing fuckdoll.

Know you’re a fuckdoll. Know what you’re doing to yourself. Know that you’re lost in this and you can’t stop now, even if you wanted to.

Lose yourself. Lose your thoughts and your mind, your opinions and ideas. Lose it all to be blissful and useful.

Always be useful. Always be ready to fuck, to suck, to be whatever he wants. Always edge.

Edge to be a good girl. Edge to be a blank girl, a dumb girl, a mindfucked bimbo trophy girl. Edge, edge, edge.