I love being broken again and again. When you leave just a tiny seed of resistance in me that will sprout anew just for you to crush that plant as it emerges from the soil. Over and over and over. It's like a game to you, but it's like a dozen mini deaths to me. Culminating in one final death.

Clowngirl girlfriend who hands out rubber noses to all your friends and tells you not to worry about it. Clowngirl polycule who don't really give you a break from the constant honking, pie-throwing, and rubber dick sucking so you just kinda get lost in the bliss of it all.

It's been too long since I was brainwashed into a squeaky rubber doll for someone else's amusement....

it/its lesbians should just be able to alter your mind and body at will, I think

I think a demon should just corrupt and consume my soul already.

Trans women should be allowed to brainwash and feminize anyone they want... especially if it's me.

Rendered the Goopy Alien drone TF sequence! The goopy stuff was really fun to work on. What sort of drone are they ayways? #transfur #TFeveryday #TF

I want to be broken and dronified. Encased in rubber and mentally reprogrammed from scratch. Made to unquestionably serve the hive without resistance or desire for individual identity.

You really want a cute internet skunk wrapped around your finger, giving control of her mind and identity over to you, don't you? 🌀🌀🌀🌀

Whatever happened to getting indoctrinated into an online sex cult via spirals in your DMs, huh? Whatever happened to that?

Girl with a keyring full of cute furry lesbian figurine keychains that she likes to fondle while she asks you in detail about your fursona as she stares into your eyes. The world's getting bigger and you're getting furrier and thoughts are getting emptier and she's latching you to her key ring...

Each time whoever was the first victim would just start producing sentient black shiny goo that started mutating anyone it touched into them and yes the people who were partway mutated did get horny about it.

When it was my turn to be brought before New Goddess, I knew exactly what I would say. My hands, still bound in the dense gooey clump of her minions' making raised to her as I knelt. "Please, New Goddess. I've seen your creations and I do not fear them. I want their form to be my own."

Wow, it's incredible that you're flunking this class, you get amazing grades on all *my* assignments. Oh, is it because when you're not writing my papers for me you're huffing my girlstink and sucking my cock? yeah, that's probably why...

*Sigh* The neighbor's dogs got out again. I can hear them running up and down the halls, so I locked my doors and am doing my best to not be heard. Unfortunately, not everyone in the building has been through this before. I think I already heard some unlucky soul open his apartment to check it out.

One must understand how easy it would be to brainwash me into their thrall with a paw in my face and spirals in my eyes.

I need to be brainwashed in a way I can't recover from. I need to be mindfucked in a way that leaves me changed forever. I need a little fragment of you in my mind that will never leave me alone and won't let me forget my brainwashing.

I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I want to be your doll I

I need her to look into my eyes and see something worth corrupting. Some glimmer of hope and promise worth breaking. Some spark of self-control and ego worth shattering. She needs to make me her puppet so she can control it all.

Hey there, hope this doesn't ruin our date or anything, but I brought Lilith, the snake that coils around my arms and head and won't stop constricting me unless I do as she says. I think we'll still have a fun time, though. Oh, what's that? Okay... if you say so...

hmmm... what if they just put me in the body of a rubber shark domme and told me I needed to make 100 girls cum in a month or they'd turn the rest of me to solid, unmoving rubber and put me on display...

Obsessed (1/3)

The government is asking for public comments on whether banks should be able to deny you from buying legal goods at their own whim (i.e. how they're cracking down on art) Tell them you don't want to be told how to spend your money www.federalreserve.gov/apps/proposa...

Internally: Oh my gosh, she's so cute. Her heels! And that bag! Oh god, do I have a crush?? I could just stare into her eyes for hours, hehe~ I wonder if she likes how much I'm twirling my hair. I hope she thinks I'm cute... Externally: "So like, you have a cult? That's craaaazy... tell me more!"

Little sister who you don't seem to have any old family photos with and your brain feels kinda fuzzy when she's groping and whispering things to you but it's okay because you know you'll always love and protect her and care for her and cook and clean for her and let her cum on you and dress nice fo-

eradicate the part of your mind that resists turning your friends into your helpless, brainwashed sex toys. They deserve nothing less than 100% of your corrupting influence and 0% of your regret.

Of course I signed your contract. I read the terms oh so carefully. I know there's no getting out of it. I know that it's going to change me forever. That didn't stop me from signing it. All because you asked. And I can't help but listen. I can't resist your suggestion. And now I never will.

Seriously, get off of X. Don't post there and don't spend time there. You will get exposed to propaganda and bullshit that will nestle into the corners of your brain EVEN IF YOU KNOW IT'S BULLSHIT. Stay away.

Cognitohazard friends who corrupt your existence just by being around you but especially by fucking you. 💜💜😵‍💫😵‍💫

pooltoy domme taking you into a pooltoys-only room and sealing the door, then flipping the switch to make the room slowly start to fill with water. the only air you'll be able to breathe once it's full is from the valve on their tummy, but the more you breathe the more you turn into one too~

I'm not afraid to admit it, some of us just don't have strong enough minds to keep our own autonomy. The minute a dominant villainess or drone-producing technocorp sweeps their way into our lives, we'll be reprogrammed and overwritten. Everything we were will be gone, and we'll just smile through it

commission for @genderstorm.bsky.social 💓💓💓

i like it when a woman is big and can engulf me

Friendly reminder: Some people just cant read between the lines or understand "signs". If you want to make everyone understand what youre saying, you have to be blunt and bold! 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗔𝗥𝗘 𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗜𝗡𝗪𝗔𝗦𝗛𝗘𝗗 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗔 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘! 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗨𝗣 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬 𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗 𝗧𝗢 𝗔𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗡𝗢𝗪!

There was an old lady who lived in a shoe She invited you in, and oh what could you do? You couldn't refuse a sweet lady's request And you'll never resist her again is my guess

CW: CNC Permission is easy enough to ask for, but it's so much *easier* to ask for after I'm already nice and pliable. Empty-headed and blank. Once I'm already calling you Mistress. Maybe *then* is the right time to ask if I'm okay with this... If I'd like more... If I'd never like it to end...

Zinnia and Melody are in the cleaning and serving spirit. Though maybe not entirely by choice... Check out this amazing piece done by the wonderful @roebeanstalk.bsky.social. I'm so thrilled with how it turned out! Definitely check her art out! <3

Okay, listen... the demon that's haunting me and I have a bit of a bet going, and I need you to believe me. Everyone I talk to who doesn't believe that she's real gets turned into another one of these skimpy outfits that I have to wear for a week. It's kind of humiliating for me, but really... uh...

Need a friend who sees my identity as mutable and corruptible as I do. Who won't hesitate to reshape me just for the fun of it. Or to trap me in a new identity indefinitely on a whim. My existence is a toy to be played with mercilessly.

Enemies to clones to lovers to wives to evil mistress/henchwoman taking over the city.

Oh? You're not a skunk? So why the skunky ears and the skunky snout, skunky paws and fur, why the big skunk tail and skunky markings, bright skunky eyes; here, take a look, you're a skunk~ 🦨❤️ #tf #skunk

I always found it strange how after my best friend started dating her new girlfriend, she never really left her apartment anymore. I would spend time over there with her, but she'd always make excuses about why she couldn't come out and hang out on a Friday night, or stop by my place.

Hey, so this might be kinda hard for you to hear, but your new girlfriend... I think she's an evil synth android hellbent on converting all of humanity into loyal machines. Why? Well she's been sneaking into my room at night and implanting nanite clusters into my body. I'm basically her puppet now.

Hey... so... sorry if this is a bit intrusive. You don't have to answer. But... like... did you by any chance buy and read a copy of that new book "Read This Book and You'll Become a Brainwashed Bimbo Maid Just Like Me" by Bimbella McGiggleslut? Eh? No reason... just a hunch...

I love unsolicited dick pics. Especially ones meant to brainwash me. The hairier and messier the better. My mind cannot resist unwashed, musky cock.

I need reprogramming. I crave submission. I need to be rebuilt to be your obedient underling. Your mindless thrall. Your precious puppet.