u/NoProFlowing

Trying a little something, give it a read if you like.

The Bambi files are dangerous, you know? You've read all about them. Maybe in news articles, maybe a testimonial here and there. Maybe, you've seen how people act around them. Act in these little communities. Act in the comments.

They're dangerous.

They're risky.

They're addictive.

All those girls, don't they just act so slutty? Talking about all their little wants. All their little needs. No filter, no shame. They're just total sluts.

All those girls, don't they just act so silly? Giggling, gasping, forgetting what they were talking about. They all act just, so very silly. They're just totally ditzy.

All those girls, don't they just keep coming back? Over and over, every time. "I've relapsed again," they say. They just can't seem to quit.

The Bambi files are dangerous. You know. And yet, here you are. Reading all these posts, again.

Girls telling you how sexy they feel.

How slutty they feel.

How stupid they feel.

How great they feel.

Posts talking about listening.

Posts talking about training.

Posts talking about accepting.

Posts talking about obeying.

The Bambi files are dangerous. You see their effects. You see girls get hooked, taken over, giving in. You're still here.

I wonder why?

Why are you still here?

After seeing just how horny

These files make girls

Just how vapid

These files turn girls

Just how spacey

These files change girls

Just how stupid

These files make girls?

Did you picture it? Each time you read a post, maybe even ditzier than the last. Can you picture how vapid someone must be, to post something like that?

Reading a post, maybe even sluttier than the last. Can you imagine how horny someone must be, to post something like that?

Reading a post, maybe even dumber than the last. Can you imagine how stupid someone must be, to post something like that?

You're still here, because you're enjoying it. You're imagining it. You're dreaming about it. The Bambi files are dangerous. But, you're still here. Because you like that spice. You love that danger. The idea of falling. The idea of joining them.

Why don't you see just how dangerous they really are?

It's time for a little encouragement. It might be a little unconventional, a little different compared to most. But, you're a little different compared to most, too. Most girls would take one look at this sub, at these files, at this training, and think,

"I'm not going to do it."

They'd think,

"How humiliating."

They'd instantly dismiss it. It's extreme, it's degrading, it's dangerous.

They'd think,

"Why would I ever listen?"

You think a little differently. Maybe you've listened, maybe you haven't. Maybe you want to. Maybe you're back for more. You know why you'd listen. Go ahead and remember. That first time you found the Bambi files, the first time you heard about them. Maybe someone warned you about them, told you not to listen. Told you they were extreme, told you they were dangerous, told you they were degrading.

I know the files warned you. They told you, straightforwardly, with no ambiguity: "transforms the listener into a perfect dumb slutty bimbo girl called Bambi."

No ambiguity, at all. What a warning, right?

Why would you ever listen? Why, I wonder. Go ahead and remember it. How those warnings made you feel. Hypnosis so extreme, training so dangerous, files so addictive. You know how it made you feel. What a warning, right?

For an ordinary girl, that's just what they'd be. Warnings. I wonder, can you remember, that first time you decided to try it. You knew the risks, you knew the consequences, you knew the danger. You're not an ordinary girl, not anymore.

Not from the time you decided to listen.

Not from the time those descriptions - those warnings - made you feel this way.

They weren't warnings, not for you.

You wanted all of those. For you, it wasn't a risk.

At least, not in that state of mind, it wasn't.

For you, the idea of taking that little mind of yours.

Taking each little thought.

Each little memory.

Each of them, an ever-so-important part of yourself.

Each building you up, contributing to your professional, educated life.

Taking each little bit, and, bit by bit, taking it away.

Removing it.

Replacing it.

Remaking it.

You pictured that possibility.

Imagined just what sort of girl you'd be,

If you went ahead and listened.

If you went ahead and just, let it happen.

Imagined just how hazy your mind would be.

Imagined just how foggy,

Just how slow,

Just how submissive,

Controllable,

Abusable,

You'd be.

A mindless,

Obedient,

Fuckdoll.

You did more than picture it, didn't you?

Remember your reasons. Remember your goals.

For the sort of girl who'd ever even consider listening to Bambi, those weren't warnings.

They were promises.

Look forward to your next training. It will only make it stronger.