[F4A] Armpit Fetish Curse [37:20] [Hypnosis] [Armpits] [Addiction] [Brainwashing] [Curse] [Femdom] [Gaslighting] [Musk] [Teasing] [Tiits]

You don't think you can be brainwashed into being a pet sexual? Is that a bet? Challenge accepted. I've given lots of new kings to lots of people who are just as Confident as you are. I think a part of you is already fascinated by them, Or at least the idea.

You might think, who goons For just bits. Just close your eyes And imagine something for me. I'll show you How tantalizing armpits can be for silly simps like you. With your eyes closed, imagine a young woman With long, glossy, dark hair which contrasts Against her pale skin, she's about to do something. Or maybe In the middle of doing something, she's focused.

A little sweaty. She's got a hair tie holding it between her pursed lips As she raises her arm and gathers all of her thick hair And pulls it towards the top of her head. Her shirt raises slightly, Exposing her lower tummy and back, and her very short But loose, please. Give you a peek at some side view. Uh-huh.

That excites you. She takes the hair tie out from her mouth and wraps it around her hair To keep it out of her concentrated face, …

You don't think you can be brainwashed into being a pet sexual? Is that a bet? Challenge accepted. I've given lots of new kings to lots of people who are just as Confident as you are. I think a part of you is already fascinated by them, Or at least the idea.

You might think, who goons For just bits. Just close your eyes And imagine something for me. I'll show you How tantalizing armpits can be for silly simps like you. With your eyes closed, imagine a young woman With long, glossy, dark hair which contrasts Against her pale skin, she's about to do something. Or maybe In the middle of doing something, she's focused.

A little sweaty. She's got a hair tie holding it between her pursed lips As she raises her arm and gathers all of her thick hair And pulls it towards the top of her head. Her shirt raises slightly, Exposing her lower tummy and back, and her very short But loose, please. Give you a peek at some side view. Uh-huh.

That excites you. She takes the hair tie out from her mouth and wraps it around her hair To keep it out of her concentrated face, giving you another glance. And those sweet, spectacular curves Travel out, connecting to her smooth armpit. So close to that teasingly concealed side view, yet So far. The armpit is close enough.

Close enough for a silly simp like you. You'd take any body part you can see of such a beautiful woman. Even her pets. You see, part of it It's about denial. About you not deserving more.

Unable to see anymore. But when I'm done with you, you will crave armpits Just because. But before you are ruined forever, You can take one last look. I'll unzip my jacket for you If you promise to sit still, to relax, And let whatever I want to do happen. If you're not afraid of losing the bed, it shouldn't be a problem.

Right? You will enjoy seeing my round boos and walk away victorious, won't you? No time to decide. I am already slowly unzipping. Keep your eyes fixated And what is beneath my claws?

The zipper. Detaching each side. Moving down And down so slowly As you relax and wait for this to happen, Pulling the detached sides of my jacket open as I unzip. Hanging loosely off of my shoulders now. Just keep staring.

Watch the zipper travel down. Watch the jacket Open up. Watch my cleavage come into view. Calm down. I am wearing a bra.

Just relax. The zipper is all the way down, And I can take my jacket all the way off. Parting away from the center, revealing my bra, uncovering my armpits, Into sliding down my arms so Very naked on top. Only a bra underneath. Concealing these boobs, I promise you.

They're so firm when I press them together. But now that I put armpits into your mind, I can see your gaze wandering to them. Oh. Don't try to avoid looking at them now that you've been called out. Is this going to be an honest challenge or not?

If I happen to start winning, Then I win, and you lose. I always win. You're no different than the others. Horny simps are easy To manipulate. Are you horny because you are eagerly waiting to See my boobs?

Or are you? You are. You keep glancing at my piss. No. No.

I believe you. I totally believe you. Oh, yes. Yeah. You're still excited to see my boobs.

Mhmm. And you couldn't care less about armpits. Right? Or at least, You like boobs more than you like armpits. Fuck.

What if you can't see boobs? Maybe I shouldn't take my bra off. Calm down. I'm only teasing. Stay calm.

Stay calm. You're just relaxed where you are, And I will come to you. Close your eyes, And I will smother you with my bare boobs. Marloupees. I promise.

I don't break my promises. I promise To give you an armpit fetish? Don't worry about a thing. I'll give you what you want. What you truly want.

I know, and I will do what is best for you. Just breathe nice and slow. Relax your obvious horniness for a moment, or I won't do anything At all? That's right. Calm yourself down And wait for me to approach you.

I just need to Hold your head very still, and Gently shove your face. Deep into my heart Fall's armpit. Pillowy side boot On your right cheek and smooth armpit, cuffing your mouth I know. I did promise you. I'd smother you with my boobs.

My side boob, And my armpits. You did hear me say that, didn't you? Relax. It's not humiliating. It's perfectly normal to have an armpit fetish.

Don't be disrespectful. It's incredibly erotic, actually. I mean, It's getting me all worked up. Pinning you down Under my armpit? Making me get a little sweaty.

And all you can do is inhale my scent. Take it in, soup. You have to breathe. I'm not cheating. This is a brainwashing bed.

Calm down. Calm down, And breathe me in. It smells the same whether you sniff my under boot, My cleavage or my armpit? My sweaty, sweaty Armpit. Breathe normally.

Calmly. Deeply, take a big, strong whiff. Let it fill your nostrils, and Your head getting Swimming. Your senses overloaded With my mask, breathe it in And draw. Your resistance is fading.

Your mind is flooding with self doubt. You're enjoying this More than you thought you would. You never thought you'd be able to relate, Even a little bit. Not as much as you are right now to those who Goon to piss. You aren't much different than they are, At least not right now.

A true pit Sexual in the making. Well, I'm sure it's not their only fetish. But with enough conditioning, it'll be yours. Aw. Is this not what you wanted?

You should have communicated that more clearly, Sam. Oh, wait. You can't. Your mouth is buried into my armpit. Draw.

So deep inside my scents Filling your nose and your brain, and you're too dizzy and simpy To resist. Draw Sue. Everything I'm about to tell you Is that true? You will accept what I say with no hesitation. Well, you soon.

Leaving permanent changes with every word, Every sniff, every statement drifting And settling and entering your system into your subconscious mind, Like my musk in your nose? My natural taste on your tongue? Even if it's only a little bit right now, You cannot deny the pleasure you are deriving from being a little simpy sweat rack. And your interest will only grow from here on out. This memory will set up permanently into your brain.

Like my scent in your nose. Like my taste on your tongue. Go on. Give it a good lick. Just stick your tongue out, little sip.

That feels so good. And before you know, armpits will be one of your favorite fetishes. You will find yourself Obsessing over how they look, how they smell, How they taste. How it feels to someone else. When you stuff your face inside or whatever else Inside.

When you see armpits, You will wonder what they might smell like. You need to smell them To taste them. To worship them. You will simp over any body part you can of a sexy woman When she lets you, even the armpits, especially the armpits, The obsession is growing. You wouldn't draw for my scent, My taste.

My only warm, smooth, Sweaty armpit. If you didn't like it, even a little bit. So comfortable under my armpit. So weak and Horny. Little soup.

Take a whiff and draw. So easy to brainwash, to alter your fetishes. You're such a simp. You'd do anything a pretty, Domineering woman tells you too. You lost this fact before it even began.

And I'm feeling very confident, So I'll raise the stakes, Alina. I bet That you will come to love, to lust For pets, so strongly. Their image, They're sick. Their taste will be so arousing Yeah. That they could bring you to orgasm.

So here's my condition. When I'll know I've won And you've lost. Lose the best. When you come to piss, You have to come admit it to me. Admit that armpits Make you come from lucky, Touchy, smelly, licking.

You won't know why, and it won't be a conscious action. But whenever you touch yourself or someone else touches you, you will just feel in need to see them As you come, and you're so incredibly aroused Already. As you snack, And you savor the taste as you worship my armpit. I'm going to touch you in all of your favorite places. You deserve it.

Think of it as a consolation prize. This image of looking up Into my soft armpit. As I Stroke. But you may not even feel it much. Smelling piss is the only thing that matters.

Your tongue needs to lick. Feel yourself being consumed by thoughts of licking any armpit you see. Whenever you see an armpit, you will find these thoughts. These memories of right now, flooding into your mind. It's just Like my 7th Your obsessions, Everything flooding back into your mind whenever you see an armpit.

No other body part matters when you see a beautiful armpit. Maybe not even yours. Just whiffing. Licking, worshiping It's more than enough to please you. So Even as I stroke and rub, all of your attention is on my armpit.

The curves draw your eye. Your nose Graves, the smell. Your tongue waters at the taste. When you see piss, no other body part will matter. Not even yours.

Only the piss. You need piss. You love pets. My scent overwhelms all other That's it. Making permanent irreversible changes in your brain.

The way you perceive bodies, the world, lewdness. You love armpits. The scent clears your mind of everything now. Draw. Become blank.

No. I want you to imagine a scenario for me, one that takes place in the future, A very inevitable scenario. Imagine You are scrolling through porn or hentai images Poor video. That's right. Online.

Touching yourself to the images. And suddenly, you come across an image Have a beautiful hentai girl with her pits exposed. Everything falls away instantly. You find yourself stuck on that image. You will remember this experience.

The smell, The taste, the arousal, your weakness, Your strong desire to simp, unable to look away from her piss. You will begin to act and rub faster. All those feelings for piss, flooding your mind, flooding your nostrils As you touch yourself, as you go Two armpits, hedging over and over again. Obsessing Over an armpit or 2. Hypnotize.

Remembering my mesmerizing mask. Draw. Might gone just Pleasure flooding your mind and body, Letting in like the scent in your nostril. You will come to love, to lust For pets, so strongly. Their image, There's sadness.

There's hate. We'll be so arousing to you That they could bring you to orgasm, And I will know when I've won, and you've lost our little bet. When you come to bed, you have to come admit it to me. Admit that armpits made you come from looking, Touching, smelly, licking, You won't know why, And it won't be a conscious action, but whenever you touch yourself or someone else touches you. You will just feel a need to see them as you come.

Any armpits. On anybody that you sip for. Smooth and fair or hairy. Freshly washed and clean or musky. There's nothing more intimate than being close to that part of someone.

Seeing them, smelling them, savoring them, Simping for them. When you wake up from this trap, You're going to have only 1 thought in your mind. I need to touch For armpits. This thought will consume you For the rest of your life, you will be unable to escape the thought. It will come back over and over again, each time Stronger and stronger.

I need to touch her armpits. You will hear this consuming thought. Fill out your mind. At all times of the day until you finally find yourself Touching for our pits. It will go away for a short while after you orgasm.

But eventually, it will come back to fill your mind once again With the obsessive thought, I need to touch for armpits. This is a curse. It will only go away if I decide to undo it. He will be unable To remove this curse, no matter what you do, these changes Are now permanent. You are and will be A true pig, sexual.

Good, Sam. Now, I'm going to count to 5. Entrance will fade away from you, and your life as an armpit suit will begin. You can either continue to relax and fall asleep to process these new feelings, Or you will wake up with a nice and refreshed outlook on your sexuality. One permanent changes to your brain chemistry, To your fetishes and behaviors.

To my warm armpit departing from your face. My voice fading away from you. 3. The decision of falling asleep or waking up, Becoming more aware of your surroundings. 4.

Consciously aware of your body and breathing. Fly. No longer in trance. I'll be hearing from you, Sam.