#Dominated and Transformed
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andylynpyaneblogs1 · 5 months ago
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My c0ck really trying to get out and jizz all over you🔥🥵
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All this sexy just waiting on YOU🥵
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colliebeansworld · 11 days ago
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Crazy how my body’s come on estrogen
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archer-vale · 1 year ago
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Don't look away. Slow, deep breaths... The air is thick with his scent. You've always loved the smell of men. The heavy odor forces you to relax. Your thoughts slow. Accept the natural pull. Sink to your knees...you know where you belong.
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bdsmabdlsubmission · 24 days ago
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Mommy is available for a diaper and feeding and diapers sissy and abdl babies Dm mommy now
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vitreouspositive · 6 months ago
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that moment in tfone. but shattered glass. whoever sold the idea of canonising alternate universes??? actual genius.
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saphig-iawn · 7 months ago
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Milking Her Mind Away
Since playing with her body and entwining it in my ribbons, a doll wanted to explore hypnosis with me further.
She was so inspired by so many things that we ended up having quite a list of things to possibly do, and that list is continuing to grow.
But she did decide on something, inspired by another session I did with a doll of mine, cow girl transformation.
She prepared a little outfit, a cow girl bikini stop with cow print armlets, and a cute black skirt. She had cute little cow ears and horns, and a beautiful cow print collar complete with bell.
That was when inspiration struck.
My spells are things that are woven, and they can find purchase in more places than someone's mind.
I said to the doll that I was going to weave this spell into the collar.
That the moment she feels the clasp on the buckle close-
THRUM
A deep arousal will bloom inside her, and an inescapable pressure begins to build within her chest.
Then she realises that this arousal is unlike anything else, its deep, its primal, its animalistic.
Its an arousal that has no real word to describe it because the animals that feel this deep need have no words to use.
It is just there and hungry and needing and wanting
And there it was again.
The look on the doll's face that I've come to adore.
The look of realising the power of my spell and that the point of no return is rapidly diminishing in the rearview mirror of her mind.
Perhaps when I turn her into a statue or a portrait I'll have her face held in this expression.
But the dam of self restraint within her is creaking, its groans felt deep in her bones. It can't be ignored, and it won't be. Animals operate in impulse after all. A stimulus causing an unstoppable domino run.
Her eyes darted about in the middle distance, unfocused. She's not animal, she's a person, she shouldn't be feeling this in such a raw way, but the mental gymnastics did precious little to answer why she had these basest urges ravaging her mind and her body.
Her breath was quicking, her hands were grasping and pawing needily.
She felt a precipice approaching but her words were beginning to melt in her mind. She would try to snatch something, anything to say but the words crumbled into letters and the letters into sand that fell between her fingers.
But my spell gave her something to say, something succinct, something perfect as the precipice was at her doorstep.
I could see what needed to happen dawning in her eyes, but her mind wouldn't have said it so eloquently, nor using any words because her mind only offered one thing...
To moo...
Her mind became a passanger as the cow within her began to take control, the performance of her humanity falling off her skin like satin.
Gripping her at her chest she finally mooed.
She bucked and arched in the beauty of its simple power.
She clawed at her skirt and top to start milking.
There was no mistaking that was what she was doing. All of those pesky words were now dripping out of her udders, so she couldn't even know the words for getting off.
Every stroke extracted a moo from her heart. Every moo made the arousal deeper and ravenous.
What was so beautiful was seeing her as she was on all fours milking herself.
You could see those little moments where her personality would try and shine through, like she'd spot the camera and pull a sexy face, but then her eyes would glaze over and the tongue she held out in cheekiness would hang loose as she milked just that little bit harder.
Slowly, those flashes of her would soften and wane until she was just a mindless cow, mooing and milking.
She made such a sweet batch of milk for me, and the poor thing was so spent she was barely able to hold herself up afterward.
We wound down our session with a little dollification, helping her roiling mind calm into stillness as I tended to her body.
While I adored her mindless cow girl face, seeing her so poised and focused, like a freshly sharpened blade was exquisite.
Yes-
I think I know what I'm going to do with her next.
She will look so pretty in porcelain.
(This writing is about a real hypnosis session with real hypnosis and real people. If you would like to see more writing like this, then please support me over at https://ko-fi.com/saphig, where you can also commission 1-on-1 hypnosis sessions and have your own piece of writing just like this!)
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colliebeansworld · 10 days ago
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Surprise🤗
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trans-danielle · 12 days ago
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Reblog if you do want me 🍆💦
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I'm A Single ABDL MOMMY | RENDER SERVICE TOO ALL KINDS OF BABY I Breastfeed & And I Diapers And Give Babies Treatment Dm mommy now
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anon-sect · 2 months ago
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Nolan took off his sneaker after coming back from the gym. Normally, these sneakers would have his feet in pain after such an intense workout. Yet, his feet felt wonderful. He looked at the insole trapped inside.
"At first, I thought it was a horrible idea, turning you into my insoles. But you begged for this is that it got annoying. Now I see it was an awesome idea." Nolan paused. "You made these sneakers very comfortable." He added.
Nolan examined the other sneaker and saw the insole was still in good condition. "You really survived all of what my feet did to you. That is awesome." An idea then popped in his mind. One he had not considered before. "I hope you don't mind. I am going to keep you in my shoes and any pair of shoes I decide to wear for the next two months. I will change you back after then. You make my feet feel good." He laughed at the aspect of using his roommate as his insoles for two months.
Radley had begged for this in the beginning. He had seen a fantasy video of a guy turned into an insole and stuffed into his friend's shoe. He wanted to experience that for real. He begged Nolan to change him into insoles since he found out he had the TF Pro Max app.
At first Nolan had refused, but the constant begging won him over. He was turned into insoles. Now Radley had started to regret his choice. The constant stepping was extremely painful. He couldn't put it into words, honestly. The sweat and odor from his roommate's socks didn't help much either. In fact, it made it a stinky and sweaty hell inside his shoes. To think that was just one workout session, he couldn't imagine what two straight months would be like every time Nolan wore a pair of shoes. He changed his mind and wanted to be human again. Yet as insoles, he had no way to voice that choice. He was powerless as he was later on put into another pair of sneakers for Nolan to go hang out with his friends. He saw it was going to be a long two months, and that was if Nolan kept his word. He was at his mercy or should he say the mercy of Nolan's feet.
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mechncheese · 2 months ago
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I feel like if TC had a blog it would be this one. ur cool idk you remind me alot of him /pos
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D'AWW WHAAAAT !!!! it's the highest honor to be associated with my favorite character truly !!!
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amberleannethenewgirl · 3 months ago
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I’m a witchy leopard!!!!
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saphig-iawn · 1 year ago
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Changing the way a Doll speaks is a deceptively simple little work of magic.
They already want to please and want to serve, so you needn't convince them.
They desire to be guided, so they won't resist your words replacing theirs.
But their feelings, the emotions your words evoke as their tongue creates them, therein lies the rub.
That your words just feel right to say...
That your words just feel better to say...
That your words are the only things they want to say...
Remembering those things and your Doll will happily coo "I'm a good doll" to your heart's content~
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Hello sweet little baby hope you are having fun I am Abdl mommy I'm looking for a serious and submissive Baby BOy OR Girl mommy will love to have you in diaper 24/7 and also take care of you as her only Baby Forever
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anon-sect · 2 months ago
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Patrick nearly regretted bringing Tain on the long road trip with him. His friend was such a talker. Sometimes, he just loved the drive and listening to music, but Tain was just a constant chatter box. The drive would be a 10 hour drive. He didn't want a chatter box the entire 10 hours. He used his TF Ray app and turned Tain into socks. He came in handy since he had no socks to wear for the trip. He forgot to wash his socks.
"You make great socks, buddy. Don't worry, once we get to our destination, I will change you back." Patrick paused, admiring his comfortable socks. "At least, I have a little peace and quiet on the drive." He put his shoe back on and continued on the drive.
Tain could only taste his friend's feet. At least, they were washed, but still, it was a degrading existence. The stench of Patrick's shoes was what made it tortouus. He so wanted off his feet and out of those shoes. He was completely dominated by his friends feet. They had only gone just one hour in the ten hour drive. He still had nine more hours trapped around Patrick's foot and in his stinky sneakers. He only hoped he keeps his promise to change him back, or it would be a long week vacation at the mercy of Patrick's feet.
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