Why Wear A Bra, Dumb Doll? You're Just Going To Be Told To Show Off And Bounce Your Tits Again. And You

Why wear a bra, dumb doll? You're just going to be told to show off and bounce your tits again. And you can't do that as well with a bra on. You should probably just take it off and forget you ever had it on.

Why try and think, bimbo? You know you're just going to fall back into giggly, drooly tranciness as soon as someone snaps their fingers in front of your face. And it's so intoxicating when you reach for an answer to a question someone's asked you, and all that comes to mind is how much you want to bury your face between their legs. Best to avoid thinking altogether.

Why wake up from that wonderful trance, hypnowhore? You're just going to beg to be put under again. The desire to be a good bimbo doll, a pretty lil toy pet, that never goes away, does it? It's always gnawing at the back of your mind, reminding you that it's best to stay hypnotized, because it feels soooo much better than the alternative. I think you should probably just stay in that trance.

Thinking, clothing, waking, those are all things that people are made to do. But you're not people, are you, silly dummy? Not anymore.

You're a blank, happy bimbo doll.