u/Fiona_Overdrive

Something has intensely shifted. Check out some of my previous posts to see where I am.

Last couple days I've been eagerly laying down with various playlists wanting to trance deep and be completely mindfucked and... nothing. I can barely trance and when I do, it's just not hitting.

But then I'm awake, it's like 3am and I'm so revved up and horny and needy that I have to fuck myself to orgasm just to sleep. Normally I keep myself denied. I'll go 6 months without an orgasm, and when I do cum my libido just goes away for the next week until it slowly builds back up. But now I'm cumming every night just so I can sleep. Then in the morning I'm horny af all over again and wanting to listen to files.

This is a fundamental shift in the way my body has always worked. I'm actually really okay with orgasms that don't diminish my horniness, so that's a new thing I like. Orgasms can be a great way to solidify brainwashing. But I don't like that I can't seem to trance anymore.

Don't tell me "maybe you're just a slut now" because that's boring. Any girl can be a slut by just lowering their standards. Not everyone can be a programmed plastic sex toy and that's what gets my kitty purring.

After my last post with the way my pussy completely took over, I thought I should take a break because it was getting dangerously intense. That was the hope behind making myself cum, that the sexual satisfaction would make it easier to pull back for a bit. Normally after a good cum, I can easily just go back to having a vanilla life for about a week. And cumming for a trained edgeslut is not easy. It took an hour of having a Lovense vibe in me on full blast while holding a massage wand on high next to my clit and watching lots of bimbo porn, but eventually, and gloriously, my cunt exploded with joy.

It didn't last though. The next morning I was horny and wanting to listen to files all over again. Not as bad as the night before where my pussy had completely taken over the core of my being, but it became clear that orgasming was not going to be enough.

There I am in bed last night, still awake at 3am after listening to trance files, still needy. So I grabbed a dildo and absolutely railed myself until my pussy exploded again. It was amazing. I slept great.

And then this morning... instantly leaking again, wanting cock in my holes, wanting massive fake bimbo tits, wanting to be a mindless programmed sex doll. My body has been completely rewired so sexual satisfaction for any real length of time is impossible.

Something new happened to me last night and it’s going to sound like I’m bragging or baiting, but I’m really not.

I wasn’t listening to any files at the time or even masturbating, in fact I was trying to get some important work done, and the horniness in my cunt just kept taking priority. Having been an edgeslut for a few years now, I’m used to being horny and wet constantly — that’s not new, and in fact it’s a sensation that I adore and cultivate, and actively try to avoid orgasms, because while cumming feels amazing, it’s very temporary and then I feel satiated for around a week before the need builds again. A lot of times when I take a break from BS it’s because I accidentally burst (or had the C&C trigger dropped on me) and then I disconnect until the urge gets too big to ignore.

But what I felt in my fuckhole last night, was not just extreme horniness. It was overwhelming. It overtook me. When we say things in this community like “my cunt thinks for me” I now have an elevated standard for what that means, because that’s exactly what it became. My brain was locked on the throbbing in my cunt and the juices leaking from my pussy. I became a passenger to the true owner of my body.

This was a big change. It’s what so many of us fantasize about, right? It’s part of why we listen to the files — to become dumb, bimbo fucktoys that exist as sex objects. But what I quickly learned was there was no way to turn it off. There was no way to redirect it. My brain slipped into a fog and the only thing I wanted to do was anything that fed my hungry fuckhole — and in the absence of any cock around me, it was consuming enough porn to satisfy me. The porn only made my cunt hungrier and after about an hour of scrolling an infinite stream of porn it became clear there was no amount of porn that would be satisfying. Never ending porn was not enough porn.

I’m not going to lie, at this point I started to get a little bit scared. It wasn’t subsiding, and I don’t feel like I can emphasize this enough, it wasn’t just ramped up arousal, it felt like a rewiring of my body. It was dehumanizing. It was objectifying. It felt like I opened the door to an escalator called “Ego Death” and this represented stepping on with only one direction to go. Maybe if I had a daddy to take care of me I’d be less concerned and just let it happen. I’d probably also have my 2500cc bimbo tits and cock pillow lips too if that were the case. Giggles.

Later I climbed into bed and listened to a BS playlist which was nice, but after I got started to get really worried and figured the best antidote was to make myself cum. I hadn’t cum in over 3 months and am usually loathe to, but this sure felt like a “break glass in case of emergency situation. So with a Lovense vibe in my fuckhole set on high and a massage wand held on my clit I was eventually able to make myself cum. It was a good cum. A great cum even. But somehow that wasn’t as pleasurable as when my cunt was thinking for me. I was both relieved and saddened, but took this as a sign to pull back from BS, something that’s extremely easy for me after every orgasm. And finally I was able to sleep. Whew!

But as soon as I got up the next morning, I could feel my fuckhole getting hungry again. What? It never wants more this soon after a hard cum. Sitting there trying to work it literally felt like my chair was vibrating and my thoughts are constantly not just of my cunt, but of focusing on my cunt as the core of my being. The core of my existence. My reason for existing.

I see bimbo fuckdoll porn in Discord channels of girls with their eyes glazed over and tongues hanging out as they expose their soaking pussies, and it hits so much differently than it used to. It feels more directed at me and it feeds my insatiable cunt. For the first time since starting these files years ago I don’t know what the future holds.

I know this whole thing sounds way more lucid and thought out than people expect from Bambi’s but I wanted the sincerity to come through and didn’t know any other way.

This is what I asked for. What I worked towards. And the escalator only goes one direction.

Last night was a frustrating experience. Tried a new playlist that just didn't do it for me and I don't think I ever successfully dropped into trance much less lost my mind. So I tried a different new playlist that was better in the some ways, but still not doing it for me.

I think this illustrates why having the proper programmed playlist for where Bambi is in her development is so crucial. Bouncing around to whatever sounds fun just doesn't get results.

Despite all that, I woke up horny and desperate and with my brain coated in a pink fog.

I didn't have much time last night so just put on Compliance Chip for a fun story before drifting off and forgot how deeply that file sinks it's programming hooks into you as well. I woke up with my cunt already wet and thinking about cock and how I just want a nice hard juicy cock down my throat. I can feel a hard cock filling a cockhole in my brain and it's making everything fuzzy and hard to think today. When I call myself a Blow Job Dispenser it arouses me so much I feel like I'm going to cum. OMG I'm so ruined.

I had to take a break for medical reasons (nothing major, just discomfort that made trancing impossible) but now my cunt has turned into a faucet and I'm craving the sweet control of BS. God it's intense how deep the hold is on me. I just want to be a mindless silicone sex toy with extreme bimbo tits and a mouth filled with cock. It's all I can think about right now and I'm looking forward to figuring out my new training program.

omg Bambi had such an intense night listening to like 8 hours of trances after OS posted this https://www.reddit.com/r/BambiSleepGirls/s/kVIXQWZJW3 Totally baked my dumb bimbo brain. Woke up and just had to start fucking myself with a dildo and playing with my tits for like an hour. I dunno, time is so hard to keep track of now. Vague senss that Bambi used to be someone else but cant remember and like don't care. So hard to think of like stuff. Bambi's head is all floaty. Saw my pussy wasn't totally hairless. ewwww grosss. took care of that right away so Bambi's fuckhole is so nice and smooth. Now going out to get some big fake nails done. Just wanna giggle and shop and suck cock rn. OMG Bambi is so fucking horny. Somtimes thoughts start to come but like my pussy jolts like getting slammed with cock and Bambi forgets.

Bambi listened all night and this morning she woke up so dumb and horny with her fuckhole dripping wet. Can't remember the old self. Don't want to. Bambi declares this an OS free day. The first thing she did was get all dolled up in a slutty pink dress and makeup and then stuck a big dildo to the floor that Bambi has been riding for an hour now. It feels soooooo good to be mindless tits and holes.

Bambi is going to stuff her holes all day.

Yesterday evening I settled in to listen to files for an hour or two. Next thing I knew 6 hours had passed and I was left a drooling, dumb dumb cockslut, my panties completely soaked and pussy begging for release.

I managed to finish myself off which snapped me out. I realized how late it was, kind of cursed myself for wasting the whole evening, and went to bed. My last thoughts before sleep were how I need to take a break from this and spend my time on something else.

This morning... woke up with my body feeling incredible. My tits feel so huge and swollen and I know all my thoughts right now are coming from my incredible tits. My pussy was wet and hungry the moment I woke up and I hadn't even had my morning tea yet before I had a dildo stuffed in my fuckhole.

My head right now is just "Bambi is tits and holes" over and over and the rest is quickly become cotton candy.

I feel like I'm going to lose time again today and I can't resist what comes next.

Last night I listened to a playlist that had >!cum and collapse!<and the orgasm was so intense that it woke me from trance and gave me that "moment of clarity" that usually means I pull away frrom BS until the urges get too intense and I relapse.

And yet, I woke up this morning with my cunt dripping and chanting in my head over and over "can't think with big titties" Only lasted until 11am before I had a dildo stuffed in my fuckhole and just wanted to be mindlessly riding a stiff cock as my (eventual) 2500cc titties bounce up and down and get covered in drool that escapes my mouth because I tried to have a thought.

And realizing how there just is no escape for me anymore only made me wetter and hornier.

omg so many changes happening. Bleached my hair platinum blonde, got total bimbo nails done and omg why haven't I been wearing false eyelashes all the time. They make my eyes feel droopy. Also spent all day in a slutty pink minidress and fucking my pussy with dildo and a plug in my ass. The only thing I want to do is listen to more Bambi and let it change me more.

I need a playlist that will really put OS in her place.

Getting drunk on the pink stuff. Last night I bleached my hair platinum blonde, Nair'd my pussy smooth, attached some absolute talons to my fingers, fully moisturized and climbed into bed with a vibe in my cunt synced to a BS playlist.

It's amazing how much everything makes me feel like a good girl now. Waking up grinding my throbbing cunt against the air make me feel like a good girl. Wrapping my swollen tits in a tight top makes me feel like a good girl. Every time I can't remember what I was trying to think of or forget a simple word, it makes me feel like a good girl. God I need bigger bimbo tits. Those will feel amazing when I get the biggest implants possible.

Uhh.. I forgot what this was about and I have to go to a work meeting and pretend im not a total dum dum now. This is just me now. giggles

I had to stop listening for awhile because I got super busy with work, but then I worked myself so hard that I got sick. :(

Finally last night I got all slutted up, took and gummy and slid my headphones on for a long overdue experience.

I don't think the files have ever hit me so hard in my life. It was absolutely wonderful and I felt obliterated and rebuilt.

Today I still feel the effects, no longer lingering impulses and desires, but more like a truth in my core. I am meant to be dumber. I am meant to be obedient. I am meant to be a plastic sex toy. I crave cock all the time.

I've never been this horny in my life, my pussy constantly dripping with excitement and need. My tits feel incredible and swollen far beyond their normal size and yet I cannot want to get the largest implants I can to be a better doll.

For now I'm still me, but this feels too good to stop. I'm ready for this to be my sole existence now. I'm ready for there to only be Bambi.