u/Fiona_Overdrive

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.