#fuckable
I’m too pretty to think.
I’m too silly to think.
I’m too cute to think.
I’m too giggly to think.
I’m too sexy to think.
I’m too ditzy to think.
I’m too horny to think.
I’m too stupid to think.
I’m too pretty to think.
I’m too silly to think.
I’m too cute to think.
I’m too giggly to think.
I’m too sexy to think.
I’m too ditzy to think.
I’m too horny to think.
I’m too stupid to think.
The silly bimbo forgot… “Too pink to think.”
Otherwise a lovely bimbo mantra.
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She felt like art. like a doll. The molly and nitrous made her feel small and the chair felt soft and huge in her mind. She waited for him to come play with her…
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Blank brain, bubbly brain, blissful brain, bimbo brain
Blank brain, bubbly brain, blissful brain, bimbo brain
Blank brain, bubbly brain, blissful brain, bimbo brain
This is a perfect bimbo mantra. You would think that you would want something that was easier to say, but the fact that it’s tongue twister only makes it even more powerful. Every time a would be bimbo messes up she has to start over, the harder she tries to get it right the deeper she drives it into her little bimbo brain, without even realizing that she’s doing it.
How about you? Can you say it ten times without slipping?
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Master preferred for his bimbo-slaves to go about the house naked. But he was a kind and understanding Master. Eating breakfast naked on Master’s sunny veranda in full view of the neighbors wasn’t exactly a smart idea, and sometimes the house was chilly. So as long as she remembered to ask Master for permission a bimbo-slave was allowed to wear a robe in such circumstances. And He always made sure that it was appropriately soft, pink, and frilly.
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