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bimbosminder: “God, what are you looking at?” I said at my boyfriend. He was just sitting there, looking at me like a hungry dog eying a steak. I’d be lying if I said that it wasn’t a turn-on. I mean just a little bit, but c’mon,
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I wonder what school is like. I bet it’s, like, really confusing and boring. It’s definitely not the right place for me! Have I ever been in school? Prolly not! It’d probably be, um, too hard. And, like, a bad hard. Not the good kinda
summerscaptions: tfsplash: It’s been three weeks since the so-called bimbo virus was confirmed. I still don’t think I’m infected, but my fears about Tracy, my roommate, are all but confirmed. As I write this, she is half-naked, standing in front
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God, it’s so hot! Why is it so hot in here? Oh, right. The floor is made of lava. That would make sense, I guess. Lava is pretty hot after all. But… then how is that guy just standing in the middle of the room? He’s standing, like,
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summerscaptions: They had spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on tuition, given up countless hours of sleep to stay up studying, sacrificed dozens of days off or nights out with friends in order to stay focused, stay on the ball, stay ahead of the
bimbosminder: tfsplash: I can’t really say what it is. Is it the weather? Is it a full moon? Something weird is going on and I have no idea what it is. It all started this morning when I tried to put on a shirt. It was like my hands were moving on
I can’t really say what it is. Is it the weather? Is it a full moon? Something weird is going on and I have no idea what it is. It all started this morning when I tried to put on a shirt. It was like my hands were moving on their own! I had my left
Today, I found Molly on the balcony, looking into the distance. When I asked her what she was doing, she quickly replied, “Just looking.” Her voice quivered slightly and felt downtrodden, almost like she was unsure of something. She has only
Okay, I admit, a tutu isn’t the easiest thing to convince someone to wear, but it definitely has its perks: 1) I have to orient the wires in a certain way in order to maintain the distortion field, and I figure that a tutu is slightly less obvious
I really need to hire out some ghost writers
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“Ohmigawd! A snake bit you? Where did it go?” Buyers remorse. It’s not a fun thing to deal with. “Oh, thank god it’s not on the boat anymore.” I really should have invested in more than the Basic Package. “Are
petbimbo: Is it weird that this pic, besides being obviously hot as hell, is also really cute to me? Maybe it’s the collar…. It IS Madison Scott, and she’s pretty fucking adorable. Y'know… Even though she was a pornstar.
“Master, did you buy these pretty clothes for me? I love them! Can I wear them to dinner tomorrow night? What? Why aren’t we going to dinner? We made those plans before you were my Master? That’s silly! You never need to impress me!
bimbosminder: tfsplash: “So, you say these sunglasses are supposed to do what?” she asked with a skeptical look on her face. "Well, I told you that they’d let you see the world in a completely different way.. which is kinda true,” I
“Danny?” “Yea, babe?” “Can I, like, have a soda?” “Heh, sure thing. Which one do you want?” “Ummm… That one!” “You’ve already had that one.” "Really?” “Yep, it made
“So, you say these sunglasses are supposed to do what?” she asked with a skeptical look on her face. “Well, I told you that they’d let you see the world in a completely different way.. which is kinda true,” I said while strug
I had to laugh today. I don’t know where they came from, but Sharon managed to find some prop angel wings. She was fluttering around the house wearing the wings and her laciest underwear, tapping the other girls on the forehead. When I asked
“Master! You should knock first!” “No, no, no, no. I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to tell you what to do, Master… It’s just… You almost saw me with clothes on!”
I guess this is a prime example of the extent of my powers, and how even I can’t always control them. It’s not like they take me over and I start transforming people in an animalistic fervour. Usually it happens so gradually that I don’t
“Oh! Hey, Honey!” “Dianne! What are you doing? Are you alright?” “Teehee, I’m fine, silly. I just, like, lost my balance while trying to walk all sexy-like!” “What? Why aren’t you dressed?” &ldqu
As the lights come on in the club, it’s usually very easy to spot the ones who have fully accepted the conditioning. Their friends have already abandoned them due to their lewd behaviours earlier in the night, and they just sit around, docilely
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From the minute a person enters our house, it’s fairly obvious as to the type of girls we cater to, and even though we pride ourselves in the diversity of our family, it requires potential owners to have a particular taste. Currently we are thriving
I actually have a maid service that comes through my house. I tried getting the girls to keep the place clean, but they just couldn’t stay focused long enough to get it done. Still, I’ve kept their uniforms to this day. Call me perverted,
“You did this to me, didn’t you?” “D-do what? What did I do?” “These tits, this hair, this rocking body…” “I-I-I dunno what you’re talking about!” “The insatiable need in my pussy.
OMIGAWD! You’re, like, totally making my titties all big! What? No! I love it!!! Oh, well I must have been stupid to say something like that! They’re fabulous! They’re all, like, soft and, um, squishy! I love that you can do this. It
It’s been three weeks since the so-called bimbo virus was confirmed. I still don’t think I’m infected, but my fears about Tracy, my roommate, are all but confirmed. As I write this, she is half-naked, standing in front of our mirror
I had heard of rose-tinted sunglasses before. There’s even a saying about them. They supposedly brighten the world around you. The idea of wearing sunglasses that brighten your surroundings always perplexed me, but I digress. Now, you can imagine
Slowly, she raised her head. Her eyes took a few moments to adjust to the daylight, as though she’d just woken from a deep sleep. The movement of her body was slow yet graceful, like someone who just inherently knew how to move sexily. And as her
Getting her to obsess about her appearance was easy. Hell, society’s done half the work for me already! Forcing her to believe that it's only for the pleasure of men? That was quite a bit harder, but it was completely worth it.
Maybe if I, like, hold my titties, they won’t, like, grow anymore and I won’t become any less, um, smart! -Thoughts of a burgeoning bimbo. They don’t always make sense.
It’s a rather bittersweet feeling when a prospective owner comes to the house. The place bustles with excitement as all the girls try to sneak a peak of him before he meets them for the first time. Giggling abounds as they scamper and flitter from
I should send naked selfies to Cam. I don’t even know where the thought came from, but there it was, clear as day. One minute I was eating dinner and catching up on Game of Thrones, and the next minute I had this insatiable urge to take provocative
“Turn back!,” she heard a woman call out. She couldn’t quite figure out from where the voice came, but Sheila had definitely heard something. “Your mind can still be saved!” It was almost as if the voice was just in her
You’ve heard that phrase before. Y'know, “It’s like riding a bike.” People tend to use it when referring to a skill that, once learned, is never forgotten. Well, I like to use it as a test of progression. Whenever I’m working
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Samantha loves being at the beach. The girl can stare at the water for hours as they crash onto shore. The waves ebb and flow as they try to reach her, but they try in vain. Samantha likes to imagine her worries and cares as imperfections in the sand
I hate myself for it. No, I hate him for it. It has to be because of him. Why can’t I cum? Why do I need to cum? I’ve never needed to cum, at least not so badly. And I need to… badly. Fuck, I’m so horny… and it’s
When The App first told her to take a selfie, she was dubious. The App said she was pretty and she was skeptical. When The App told her to take another selfie, she tried something a little different to try to throw it off. The App said she was sexy and
“Okay, I’ve got my mitts and toque! Is there, like, anything else I need?” “Oh goody! I’d hate to get that frostbite thingy.”
changingbelle: That look in her eye… It doesn’t take much to inspire me. In this case, she was just an ordinary girl, probably still in university. There wasn’t actually anything special about her. To tell you the truth, she was pretty
“I’m serious! Do they seem bigger to you? They seem bigger to me!” “Yea, I guess I shouldn’t worry about it. They looking fucking awesome hanging out like this anyways.” “What? Your morning blowjob? I don’t
It wasn’t the huge boobs that surprised me. It wasn’t the dolled up makeup or the perfect hair. Nor was it her lack of a bra or even the come-hither look completely drenched in sex. No. That was all my doing. It was the fact she was still
