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ohh to have my body slowly changed so I barely notice it happening only to one day be horribly aware of my heavy tits and wider hips and plump cunt

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Brainwashing has made the anime, e-girl, pornographic “aheago face” irresistible and an instant turn on for me.

I know it was the brainwashing because I used to feel so disgusting and embarrassed seeing anyone else make that face.

On top of that, I had also never once wanted to try it for myself.

Why? Shame. Humiliation. Objectification.

I thought the blissfully twisted expression was only made for show to get incel porn junkies off, and I never considered that the slut offering up their willing mouth and dumb face had an even greater incentive.

Until recently that is, when I can’t stop making that sexy broken face. I can’t stop rubbing to myself making such a stupid and slutty expression.

It breaks my brain so good to see myself like that after years of proudly condemning any woman who let her tongue beyond her lips.

Moral of the story, stop judging until you try it for yourself, y’know. Only rule out aheago once you’ve rubbed to it and trialed it for hours, but I mean at that point it only feels good, right?

That’s right! It feels so right to stick your tongue out and drool for nothing in particular doll face <3. I mean, we can’t rule out the possibility that you’re imagining offering yourself up to a cock that isn’t there… I won’t tell anyone.

Actually, I’m doing the same thing so I’m not putting much thought into it…

It’s just natural to find the act of aheago incredibly pleasing, sexy, and arousing, and It’s totally not because you spent too long edging your brain away to it.

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Casually program me while I'm busy doing something else.

Give me an audio file to listen to while I'm playing a game, so I can get dizzier and more obedient with each completed quest.

Install a Chrome extension that plays spirals at random moments, so I can drop randomly while watching Youtube videos.

Make me feel more happy and fuzzy each time I complets a chore, turning my morning activities into even more subtle brainwashing.

And, once all this programming has been installed, casually toy with me while we're in a call, and watch me turn into a blank and dizzy mess immediately~

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uses my evil sex mind control powers to make you come cuddle comfy in bed

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You’re a good girl, not some dumb mindless slut.

Good girls dress up so cute.

Good girls want to make their partner happy.

Good girls want to be told when to cum.

Good girls want to be used.

Good girls want to be happy.

Good girls want to not think.

Good girls want to be mindless.

You’re not a mindless bimbo slut are you?

No, just a good girl~

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Going to your roommate for help because you think someone might be hypnotizing you, and they're so friendly, so helpful, sitting with you at night to make sure nothing is happening to you then and having you come to them whenever you're starting to feel empty and needy and letting you hump one of their pillows when you get too desperate--

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"Feels.. So.. Good...."

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The sexiest kind of brainwashing is the slow kind.

The careful kind.

The kind that shifts your preferences one by one,

until you're craving things you never thought you'd want—

like the desperate need to have your mouth full of cock.

Not because you're told to.

But because it feels right.

Because nothing else matters.

Because that hunger feels like bliss.

It starts as a flicker, a curiosity—

but it deepens until it becomes your truth.

Until you're not just willing—you're grateful.

Grateful to be his toy.

Grateful to surrender.

Grateful to know that his pleasure is yours.

That if you could choose one single thing in the world,

it would be that—

to serve him. To please him. To be exactly what he wants.

You don’t think anymore.

You can’t.

Not when his voice is in your head,

wrapping around your thoughts like velvet,

pulling you deeper.

Stripping you down.

Until there’s nothing left but obedience,

and the perfect, helpless bliss

of becoming whatever he needs.

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I'd like to give you an orgasm button.

It's quite the challenge to learn to orgasm on command, but you're a very good subject. I'll get some little plastic button, something that makes a distinctive click when you press it. I'll get you nice and worked up, and then press the button as you cum.

A few more times around, and some intense hypnotic sessions -- perhaps conditioning you while you're hypnotized as well -- and now we have the trigger implanted nice and firmly. When the button is pressed, you cum.

And since I'm a nice tist, and since it is the season of giving and all, I'll let you keep the button for yourself. Whenever you're feeling horny, whenever you want to feel good, you can just press it, and you cum.

Every so often I'll reinforce the trigger, just to make sure it stays nice and strong. The orgasms the button gives you will be deliciously powerful. I imagine you'll stop masturbating before too long. Oh, you might edge yourself if you want to really enjoy the build-up and anticipation, maybe touch idly while watching or reading some smut... but if you want an orgasm, the button's right there, and it feels much better than your own hands or toys. You'll have the button in front of you, and when you've ridden the edge for long enough, you press the button and you cum.

And over time, you'll end up pressing that button more and more often. Whenever you're a little stressed, or horny, or bored... the button's right there. There are no restrictions. Press it and you cum.

After you've been using the button for a few weeks, after it's become routine... I'll wait for one of those reinforcement sessions. I'll reinforce the trigger again, of course. But when you wake up, this time you'll see I'm holding the button. I'll press the button, and watch you cum.

What I won't do is give the button back. And you'll find that you've done two very important things over the past few weeks. First, you've gotten yourself so used to having frequent, amazing orgasms. Your body and mind expect to cum very hard, several times a day. You crave it. And second, your body has forgotten how to cum without that button. Every time you masturbated, it was the button that got you over the edge. You need the button, now. And if I don't press it

you don't cum. And even now you feel that desperate need building. You'll do anything for me to press that button. You'll do anything for me to let you cum.

You managed to addict yourself to the orgasms from that button, and even made it so that you couldn't cum any other way. All just by pressing the button yourself, and a few extra suggestions in the reinforcement sessions that you didn't remember. Not everyone would be able to do that to themselves, but like I said, you're a very good subject.

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i want someone to hypnotize me slowly with their messages…

planting subconscious triggers… making me theirs without me even realizing—until im their good brainless doll.

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I want to be conditioned. Programmed. Not forced—molded. Trained to crave what you want me to crave. To shiver at your voice. To kneel before I know I’ve moved. To feel your approval like a current running through me, rewiring everything I thought I wanted.

Make my mouth water with the promise of your cock. Let me ache for the taste of you. Let me crave the texture of your skin against my tongue. Let me fall apart around the shape of you in my mouth— needing more, needing deeper, wrapped around you in worship, drunk on your sounds, relishing every twitch, every gasp you try and fail to hide.

Not because you ordered it. Because the need is wired in. Because your pleasure feels like mine. Because craving you is automatic now— a reflex, a hunger, a truth I never chose, but couldn’t live without.

Tell me I look good like this— messy, pliant, undone. Tell me how much you love watching me fall apart. Tell me you’ve been waiting to see just how far I’d let you take me. Tell me how sweet I sound when I plead.

And then take me further. Make me squirm. Make me whisper things I’d never admit in daylight— and still beg for more.

I want to disappear into you. Lose time. Lose language. Lose myself entirely. Let your voice erase everything until there’s nothing left but wetness and want. Or pain. Or silence. Just a toy, waiting for your next thought.

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Every time someone likes my posts I get a little hornier. A little dumber. A little more desperate to be treated like the slut I am by total strangers on the internet. Like if you agree.. 🥵💕

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"Just.. Give in.. Feel.."

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"Ho*ny, Weak, Mindless..."

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This is a Slut Power Up post! Reblog this for good luck and for: 20 points off your IQ! Increased tit and ass size if you're femme! Increased cock and muscle size if you're masc! Increase to whatever aspects you think are sexiest if you're nonbinary! Lower inhibitions! Increased exhibitionism! Increased "fuck me" pheromones! Extremely increased horniness! Difficulty concentrating on anything that isn't sex-related! Don't ask how it works, it's a Tumblr spell. What more do you need to know?

Now go out there and get slutty. I'm rooting for you. The world needs you, bimbos and himbos.

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For basically as long as I can remember the hottest part of mind control/hypno has never been the part when you get to use them. Its always the part when they lose. Its the moment you know their mind is gone, they are in your complete control, and they are helpless to stop you~

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hypnosis and brainwashing are all well and good, but conditioning???? irrevocably changing my behaviour for your pleasure???? so that it just happens, whether i want it to, whether i think about it or not????

now that's hot