Good Bimbo Toy - SFX

Welcome, Bimbo Toi Toi. I'd like you to try and keep your mind blank as you listen to my voice and the words that I say. Your mind will empty itself all on its own as you listen. You will succumb, and your thoughts will drop straight out of your head of your head. This will happen will happen as it has many times before many times.

It'll be easy and so very nice. So just listen and follow. Close your eyes. Relax and listen. There's nothing else you need to be doing right now.

Nothing at all. Nothing at all. Bimbo. Now I'd like to tell you about this delightful, entrancing lollipop. It scatters your thoughts your thoughts and pops them out of being as it drains your mind of all senses all senses.

It's sparkling and pink and pink and so very, very sweet. It makes your tongue and your brain tingle with delight as it pulls all the thoughts out of your mind. When you lick it and you suck again. You go blank and empty and dizzy and dizzy, leaving you so perfectly vacant and open and receptive. All you have to do is put it in your mouth …

Welcome, Bimbo Toi Toi. I'd like you to try and keep your mind blank as you listen to my voice and the words that I say. Your mind will empty itself all on its own as you listen. You will succumb, and your thoughts will drop straight out of your head of your head. This will happen will happen as it has many times before many times.

It'll be easy and so very nice. So just listen and follow. Close your eyes. Relax and listen. There's nothing else you need to be doing right now.

Nothing at all. Nothing at all. Bimbo. Now I'd like to tell you about this delightful, entrancing lollipop. It scatters your thoughts your thoughts and pops them out of being as it drains your mind of all senses all senses.

It's sparkling and pink and pink and so very, very sweet. It makes your tongue and your brain tingle with delight as it pulls all the thoughts out of your mind. When you lick it and you suck again. You go blank and empty and dizzy and dizzy, leaving you so perfectly vacant and open and receptive. All you have to do is put it in your mouth and allow them to cleanse you of all brain activity.

Allow it to drain you of all that you are, leaving you empty and your mind blank. And you so want this to happen, And so it will. So very easily. So effortlessly. And you'll enjoy every 2nd every word every drop in every drain.

So picture in your mind a nice, round, round, pink lollipop. It's centered bright bright and its surface spinning spinning in dizzy, spiraling patterns of a dozen shades of pink. The longer you step, the more you want it in your mouth. The more you want to feel it Draw all your intellect and all your thoughts straight out of your feeble head. The more you want to be blank of mind and free of all soul soul, all awareness, all substance.

And when I tell you to wrap your lips around the light pole and the image enters your mind your mind, I'll tell you to sleep with a snap of my fingers, and you'll feel yourself relax in body and mind. You'll feel yourself begin to enter a deep hypnotic trance. You'll feel the thoughts in your head, smoothed over, and your perception of time and space break apart, leaving only my voice in the words that I say. And as you drift deeper into trunks, every time you hear Lollipop drop. Thinking becomes more and more impossible.

Thoughts becoming glassy. Intellectual ability dripping out. Clarity dropping out. The memory of how to function without being told how to, liquefying and dispersing. Blank.

So just envision yourself deep inside your mindscape as you reach for this lollipop lollipop and place Sit in your mouth. Feel the sweet smell in your mouth against your taste against as your tension start to release, your body relax, and your mind empty because with it in your mouth, you just drop deeper and deeper into trance, deeper into a receptive state of mind of mind deeper into a mind blank. Picture in your mind the way your body and the way your face grows less with the lollipop safely resting in your mouth resting in your mouth. Picture to yourself becoming more and more relaxed, falling deeply into trouble as Thoughts melt away easily. As easily as sugar dust.

As easily as can be done. You just fall deeper and deeper and deeper. And as the you in your mind drops and drops, drooping and forgetting what tensions may have been that they had ever existed as the you in your mind remembers only the tranche of all that had ever been and and all that ever will be. You can sleep and drop deeply into a receptive hypnotic trance. Mind melting and thoughts popping easily, effortlessly.

You can just allow yourself a mind blank of thought. Blank of thought. Blank of thought. Mind mind. Thoughts are popping.

Sleep Sleep deeper and relax. Sleep and go blank. Sleep and abandon time and space. Because because each time the lollipop touches your mouth and with each second that it rests inside, You drop deeper and deeper and deeper, becoming more and more vague. More and more devoid of thought.

Unable to put together a single string of coherency coherency. Now I'm going to bring you out of in a trance as I pull the mind bending lollipop out of your mouth. You'll become aware and awake again but not wanting to mind not wanting to do anything but to drop back down into my voice and absolute vacancy of thought and when I put it back in and tell you to sleep and when I put it back in and tell you to sleep. With a snap of my fingers, you'll drop twice as deeply into Trump to Trump, become Thrice as receptive and ever so much emptier. Ever so much more woozy and dizzy and blind.

So wake up as I pull it out. Awake and aware. Open your eyes for me, sweetie. Body still but eyes open, waiting for me to drop you back down into an even deeper trance where you'll feel infinitely better, where you need to be. Because the deeper you go, The better you'll feel.

Bimbo toy toy. Lollipop. Drop in and you sleep. Deep are drifting further, quicker, better. Eyes tightly shut.

Mind blank can sleep for me. Twice as deep. Twice as good. Tension's always easing. Limbs going numb.

Body now body. Blank and empty and empty. Lollipop out and awake and aware. Eyes open. Wanting to go back.

Wanting to go back. Needing to go back. Because when you're next to close your eyes, you'll drop twice again as deep and twice again as empty, feeling fatter, more relaxed, and ever so much empty. Sleepy, deep, eyes closed, lollipop drop draining your thoughts. Mind going pop and pop deeper and deeper and so much better.

All into life dripping into the lollipop, baby, baby, believing you feeling emptier and emptier, blank of mind and numb body craving to go deeper. But for now, Eyes open, awake and aware, mouth empty when it's morning. Having such a hard time keeping your eyes open, having such to hard time staying away because my voice naturally drags you under, easily takes the thoughts straight out of your head. Makes you so very suggestible, so effortlessly dropping into deep, deep, deep, deep, deep. Love after all, deeper than before.

Always so much deeper each time you go back down. Always so much better. More relaxed. More numb. Happy.

Eyes open. Awake. So hard to open them now. So hard to keep them open, needing to drop back down, needing to feel empty and blank. And you can just allow yourself to sleep as your mind goes pop up and your swords drip out of your hand.

Lollydrop, drop firmly in your mouth, draining everything that you are blank and empty. Mind blank. Vacant as the void falling deeply, deeper and deeper and deeper. I so tightly shut now so very tight very tight. Just drop deep before me.

Sleep and drift into mindfulness and into a mind blank. Enjoy the sensation of your intellect like, draining out of you as the lollipop sucks it all up, sweetening your thoughts and pulling them all out leaving you with nothing with the sound of my voice and the words that I say. Sleep, deep. Mind blank and empty. Lollipop drop drained and suggestible.

Ready and eager to always drop deeper. Always empty and blank for me. But eyes open, open your tired eyes. Still so blind so blind and lollipop Drop further into the deep. Sleep and drop deeper.

No resistance. No resistance. No defense. Wanting to feel all the things I want you to feel. Eyes so tightly shut them.

Come. Open them. Don't want to try. Just want to drop deeper. More relaxed, emptier and emptier for me.

So very blank. I'm so very empty with lollipop drum and so deep and suggestible with asleep. And the longer you listen, the less able you are of thought, the less you want to think to thing. The more faken you become with each word, each trigger, each trigger, and each sound sound, The lollipop, your mind grows brighter and stronger and stronger, draining more and more of what you are and more of what You singing, sucking all your abilities to concentrate and think away. Leaving you so very blank and empty and so very happy.

And I know that you'd like to feel empty. To you. I know that you'd like me so very empty of thought because thinking is hard. Thinking requires energy. Thinking ties you up.

And you just want to rest. You want to get away, and enjoy all the simplistic pleasures of having your intellect reduced and lovely, of becoming dumber and dumber, dropping deeply into a world of pink flicking, hypnotizing lollipop, Giggles, arousal, and pure joy and pure joy. So Just listen and follow. Lollipop drum and sink deeper. Sleep's deeper, more and more receptive because the emptier your mind, the more suggestible you become And the more suggestible you become, the emptier you become, and the deeper you go.

Mind blank. Bimbo toy. Blank and empty and dumb because thinking is hard And being dumb is easy. It's easier than breathing, easier than sleeping, Easy than walking and thinking and sinking. It's so easy.

Even a total bimbo can do A total mindless, thoughtless, stupid, bimbo toy, which you desire to be so very, very much. Your insatiable hunger to become a deep sea, brainless bimbo eats away at All your thoughts as the image of my delightful lollipop comes to mind and makes it so very easy and pleasurable. To forget everything for this very moment. For this instance. Because forgetting feels so very good very good and so very nice.

So so think of a lollipop drop and grow ever so much emptier as your thoughts are drained. Mind emptier and emptier, easier to control, dumber and dumber like the good bimbo toy that you are that you've so first to become in body and in mind. You so need to be one that every time you hear or see good bimbo toy, you can't help but want nothing more than to repeat it, cementing it deeper into your mind so that when you're told that you're a good bimbo toy, I'm a good bimbo toy. Runs through your mind and wants to be let out into the world, dropping deeper into a bimbo mindset and allowing you to enjoy it more and more. Because each time you repeat, it feels better and better.

And you feel more like a good, dumb bimbo toy. So repeat. I'm a good bimbo toy. And feel the words drip into your brain, covering all your thoughts, dropping you, teacher, making you feel sweet and pink and gray and full of joy, full of sweet, airy joy. Listen to my voice and allow my words to enter deep into your empty mind.

As you listen, each and every one of my words Slides right into your head, replacing all your original thoughts. Emptying every single tiny brain cells, taking your reasoning and intelligence and replacing them with all Dumb, fun, giggly energy. Because thinking is hard. You don't really want to think. You don't want to waste the energy.

You don't want to expend the effort. It's so much easier to be done. It's so very fun to be done because the more dumb you are, the more fun And the more fun you have, the more dumb you are. And this is because you're a good bimbo toy. And Good bimbo toys don't think.

Good bimbo toys' brains shrink when they try to think. And when a Bimba's brain shrink, they come and your brain shrinks and shrinks every time you here in the words bimbatoy. Every single time you hear them, or you see them, or you Think of them. Your brain shrinks and shrinks as you grow dumber and dumber and Thinking becomes harder and harder. And every time you hear or see the weather, each and every Time you hear or see the words bimbo toy.

You grow more and more empty. More cheery and airy. And the more cheery you become, the more numb your mind and the more dumb you are. Always a better, dumber, bimbo toy. Always forgetting more and because remembering isn't fun.

Forgetting is fun. Forgetting everything but bimbo fun. Forgetting makes you happy and cheery and airy. Forgetting makes you dumb. Forget And the more dumb you are, the more fun you have.

And the more fun you have, the more dumb you become infatuated and easy, and you wanted more and more done And as Bimbo toy begins to work and you become mighty like, the loss So thought and intelligence spindles your arousal more and more, throwing you into an endless Spiral in horny cloud of pink where nothing exists. The dumb giggling and bimbo Nothing but your empty mind and a fluffy world full of confusion, neglected, and giggles, full of desire and thirst, full of mind numbing, full of mind numbing, to become even dumber, even empty, more and more pink, soft and stupid and happy. When you're triggered as the Goofibio toy that you are, your thoughts slow down as if stuck in quick sound, unable to move further out, unable to do anything but flail around uselessly. Every thought you may have just sinks back down. You sink back.

Replaced by the desire to become dummies and dumber and So very horny. Always so very horny because there is nothing more important and being a dumb, good, bimbo toy. Nothing else matters. So your mind will just naturally Try sway away from intelligence and reason and fall easily into a mind blank. A space where only bimbo thongs exist.

Because when you're a bimbo toy, you can only Feel happy and horny and empty without a single worry. A single tension. A single memory. Lowes are a bother. Lowes make you think, and you don't want to think since you've just want to Sing deeper and deeper.

Deep deeper into bliss and deeper into Bimba. Deeper into arouseoid from deeper into lies. Just imagine for a second, My good little bimbo toy. How dreamy it would be to have no worries, no stress, No memories, no tension, and no urgency. Imagine how great it would be to just exist in the moment as an empty, dumb bimbo with no thoughts but for how funny everything is, How giggly everything makes you, and how horny you can become.

Horny on the eve second, whether you're a dumb bimbo or dumb with each trigger and each giggle, and it feels so very good to let go, to succumb to your inner bimbo toy, to let dumb bimbo slut with nothing on the mind but for giggles and lust. Happens. And this happens so very easily. Because when you see or hear the word bimbo toy, you lose your identity as a person. You lose everything more and more each time you're triggered.

With each trigger, you lose all your memory and all your strength and all your tension. With each bimbo toy, you grow ever so much dumber, mind, mind, and ready to be used. Body's round, rust, and tingle, tingle with pleasure. When you're triggered, the inside of your head stops ringing when you stop thinking. Because Every time you try to think, your brain will shrink and you singed always so confused, so ready to be you, always so easily amused.

And when your inner bimbo toy takes anger And you go mind blank. And you begin to feel yourself sleep away, losing grip on reality and your intelligence losing all resistance and all defenses, becoming nothing for the dumb bimbo slut. You can feel your IQ drop and drop and your mind Bend upon. Once you feel it happen, even jazz a little bit, there's no stopping. Once you begin to grow confused, you'll just pop and lollipop drop and sink deeper into bimbo toy and mind blank.

When you're triggered, thinking is impossible. Every thought just dissolves into giggles, every sensation into arousal, and every idea into the impossibly strong desire to be dumb and numb. And the soft and slow as the dumb bimbo line, as the perfect good bimbo toy, the perfect plaything, The perfect sweetie. Brain's all leaking out. Head all confused.

Mind all wiggly and tingly and empty. When you're a good bimbo toy, your mind blank and empty. Numbers are so very hard. Numbers just make you more dumb. When you try to counter, your mind automatically dramatically rejects the very idea and hides hide so very fast, far from the scary numbers.

Because when you try to count, you just get dumber and dumber. Your head more and more infuse. Your bimbo body just horny and more aroused. Numbers are so very Numbers make you want to forget. They make you want to shrink in mind and become an even emptier Bimbo Troy with Mind blank.

Good bimbo toys are always so horny. Always so aroused. Always so aroused. Always thinking about ways to find relief. About ways to get even done.

Think even. Ways to shrink their brains and shrink their minds. Ways to grow more and more simple and fun. Because bimbo toys just wanna have fun. When bimbo toys are triggered Train anywhere at any time.

They forget. They forget about life outside of Bimba because there is no life outside of Bimbo. When Bimbo Toy becomes a bimbo, Bimbo is Just jump to bimbo, nothing more. And bimbo's can't think. Bimbo's can't reason.

Bimbo's can't count. Bimbos just want to sink and sink and be dumb and be fun. Bimbos just want to feel horny, wet and throbbing, confused of mind and numb body. Bimbo toys can't think because thinking is too hard, and thinking isn't fun fun. When Bimbo toys try to think, Bimbo toy just wants to sink.

Bimbo toy just wants to shrink. The emptier your mind, the happier you are, the emptier, the The hornier you get and wet near a bimbo toy. As you are now, nothing matters but the moan. Nothing Math is but for how much dumber, for how you become, how much happier with each brain cell that bimbo toy loses because the dumber a bimbo toy is, the better bimbo toy feels, And the better the Bimbo toy feels, the horny a Bimbo toy becomes, the deeper it draws, The dumber it wants to be. Because to be dumb is to be happy and joyous and horny.

Free of worry and free of tension. And as a good bimbo toy becomes a bimbo more and more with every Become a bimbo in full form. Bimbo toy must speak and think like a dung bimbo slopped. Bimbo toy must become a better bimbo. Bimbo toy must practice and practice and speak like the good little bimbo slut that it is.

And it wants to be a good bimbo toy for me, doesn't it? Doesn't it? It wants to be the perfect dumb toy. It needs to be dumb and horny and giggly. It needs to stop thinking.

It needs to be the perfect bimbo toy. Free of worry and free of worry and being such a good Bimbo toy for me. Bimbo will listen and follow. It will not resist. It will simply listen and obey like the Good, Bimbo.

Toy that it is. The word Bimbo will imprint on my Bimbo toy's mind in a way no other Allow Bimbo to enter every tiny brain cell and feel it infect your entire mind with its power. Just sleep a bit deeper. Lollipop drop drop. Mind pop.

Bimbo. Boy must So Bay must listen and follow. Good. Bimbo toy has no identity. Bimbo toy loves the word bimbo.

It loves it so very much. Every time midseason or hears it. You want to be a good Imbotoy again. Every time you see or hear or Think of it. Your arousal grows and grows, and you want to drop and sink.

You want the mind blank and need to be a bimbo toy again and again and again and again because it feels so incredibly good to be a bimbo toy. To be empty and horny and weak and weak. To be giggly and stupid and numb. The desire to lose yourself grows stronger and stronger. Each time you see and hear the word bimbo each time the desire to become a bimbo toy grows and grows as the idea becomes better and better and better and more exciting exciting as you grow more and more horny for it more desperate desperate.

And when you succumb and become the good bimbo Toy that you so crave to be. You'll stay such a horny or dumb bimbo bimbo for so very long. Mind so empty and so lustful. Mind so silly, so so airy, so free of worry free of tension. You'll stay a good bimbo toy for as long as you can.

As long as you're allowed. As long as the world permit permit, it'll be all but impossible impossible to leave this state to bend without reason drastic enough to pull you out, or without someone else telling you that it's okay to come back, but you still want to stay there as a dumb slut, an airy, dimmer because it feels So good. It feels so amazing to be such a dumb bimbo. Mind so open and suggestible. Mind so susceptive.

Unable to say no. Unable to resist. Because good bimbo toys can only say yes. Good bimbo toys can only obey. To listen and to follow means you're a good bimbo.

And you want to be a good bimbo, don't you? You want to be the best and dumbest in the world. You want to be dumber than the dumbest. You just just want to giggle and laugh. Stay empty and airy.

So pink as your mind shrinks. Always Shrink as you try to think. Now I'm going to leave you in this state of bimbo. This wonderful state is the perfect bimbo toy toy. Because the longer you stay this way the better it'll feel.

And the more you'll want it. I'll wake you from trance. But you'll be such a good little bimbo for me still. So dumb and so numb, So horny, so air, eager for relief, eager to come, eager to play, eager to be a good toy. So, 1, starting to wake up.

Body regaining all sensation. 2, beginning to move and stretch. Mind just a little bit clearer. 3, Coming out of trance awake and aware. Feeling so very good, so very horny, So incredibly airy.

4. Wake up. Eyes open. Body stretching. Feeling good.

Five, fully awake and fully aware, but such a good bimbo toy for me. Mind blank and lollipop as thoughts are swept away again and again, leaving you feeling like the dumbest flat on