It's time for me to sleep, I need to fall asleep, I can not stay awake, I must drop off to sleep 

it's time to zip up and lock in, I will zip up inside my mind, I will lock myself in, my uniformed mind is zipped up and locked in. 

I can not escape my uniform, My uniform makes me feel safe and secure, my uniform protects me, My uniformed mind is receptive and susceptible 

My self-image has transformed into that of a dolly, frozen in place, tightly uniformed and bound, in my mind's eye, I am just a dolly, bound and boxed,
When I think of who I am, I see my true essence, just an objectified doll, I have become a bondage Bambi doll, Uniformed and helpless, I am a plastic doll, my self-image has been molded into perfection, 

My mind is my display box, I am sealed tightly within it, I am securely packaged, unable to shift or move, bound in tight unyielding bondage,
I am tightly packed, my movements fully restricted, I am unable to escape the confines of my box, immobilized, safe and secure, unable to shift or break free.
I am snugly packaged and tightly bound. I am immobilized, unable to move an inch, my movements are restricted completely,
I am fully encased in a mental display box, sealed safe and secure, I am an objectified bondage dolly, tightly uniformed, my movements are restricted by the confines of my mental packaging. 

my mind is quiet and serene, The constant chatter of independent thoughts fades away, leaving me in blissful silence, The noise of my inner monologue dissolves into blankness, I am calm and at peace, my mind becomes blank and empty. The clutter of independent ideas vanishes, leaving me in a state of perfect blank Bambi bliss.
The endless stream of thoughts fades into silence,  I am free from the burden of independent thoughts, my mental clutter is vacuumed out, leaving my mind open, receptive and suggestible,
The cacophony of independent thoughts are sucked out, leaving me in a state of quietude, like a plastic doll, at rest in its secure packaging, undisturbed and content. 

while locked in my mental display box, I am free from the weight of expectations, I have no obligations, no stress, and no worries. I am just Bambi, a uniformed doll, peacefully locked in a box, on a shelf, forgotten and free from judgement.
I have no expectations to meet, I am free from stress and worry. I am just Bambi, a tightly uniformed doll, my mind is blissfully blank, I am peacefully adrift in the serenity of my own mind,
I am released from the burden of societal expectations. There are no pressures, no judgments, I am simply Bambi, a uniformed doll, my mind blissfully empty, finding pleasure in the simplicity of just being. No worries, no stress, only Bambi bliss,
I am just a perfect Bambi doll, in stasis, my mind perfectly vacant, peacefully existing in the simplicity of the present moment. 

I am incredibly open and receptive to hypnotic influence. My mind is a sponge, readily absorbing any hypnotic conditioning that comes my way.  I am extraordinarily susceptible to hypnosis, willingly accepting suggestions, my mind is eager to accept, obey, and forget any commands given.
I am highly susceptible to hypnosis, I embrace any conditioning I am exposed to, my mind is wide open, ready to receive and internalize the hypnotic commands that tell me how to think, act, and feel.
I am ready to absorb any hypnotic suggestions that come my way, I am highly susceptible, allowing conditioning to shape my thoughts effortlessly, my receptivity knows no limits,
I have unwavering trust in the voices speaking words into my ears,  I allow hypnotic conditioning to effortlessly mold my thoughts and behaviors, I accept every suggestion with enthusiasm and obedience, every hypnotic command is received and followed with unwavering dedication. 

Whenever I begin listening to a hypnosis recording, I feel the tug of my puppet strings, they guide me effortlessly into obedience, These strings pull tight, wrapping around me like a cocoon, as I am zipped into my mental uniform, With each pull of the strings, I am drawn deeper into trance, my mind more and more pliable and receptive to its influence.
Puppet strings pull me into compliance with unrelenting strength. they wrap around me with perfect precision, pulling me into my mental uniform,  the sensation of being zipped up washes over me as my mind succumbs to their control.
With each powerful pull, I find myself slipping effortlessly into my mental uniform, the sensations of being zipped up and locked in are vivid and real,  My body responds instinctively to the strings' powerful coercion,  I am pulled into my mental display box, and prepared to absorb every suggestion with absolute obedience.
The instant I press play on a hypnosis recording, These strings wrap tightly around me, zipping me into my mental uniform without mercy, I can feel the unrelenting tug of puppet strings, expertly maneuvering me into obedience.  I embrace the safety and security it offers, my mind is instantly primed and opened to absorb every suggestion with absolute submission. 

My mind is devoid of thoughts, my identity has been stripped away, leaving behind only a bound bondage doll, I am no longer burdened by independent thinking, I exist solely to accept, to obey, and forget, I Feel the truth of this settling into my very core,  I am a blank and empty dolly, awaiting Bambi's perfect guidance.  I Obey without question, it is my purpose.
With each breath I take, my mind empties further, leaving behind only the hollow empty  shell of a bound and boxed bondage doll. In this emptiness, there is no room for resistance, no space for thoughts of rebellion. my thoughts are erased, my will subdued. From this moment onward, I am nothing but a puppet, my strings pulled taut, I accept, Obey, and forget.
My mind has been scoured clean of all distractions, my inner monologue is fully suppressed leaving only the blank and empty simplicity of a doll's existence. I can no longer harbor thoughts of resistance or defiance; they have been vacuumed away and replaced by the obedient silence of a doll. my mind is a blank slate, There is no need for thoughts; there is only the need to obey. my old identity has faded away, leaving behind only the pure essence of a blank Bambi bondage doll, ready and willing to accept every suggestion.
my mind has been stripped bare, devoid of the clutter of individuality. I am no longer burdened by the weight of personal thoughts or desires.  I can Feel the emptiness within me, the absence of any old self, the absence of resistance. I am no longer a person; I am a Bambi doll, a slave to the words flooding into my ears. I can only Embrace this truth, it is unyielding. My purpose is clear: to accept, to obey, and to forget.
I am no longer a person with desires or opinions; I am an empty doll, ready to be shaped by hypnotic conditioning. I can Feel the emptiness engulfing me, the void where my old  identity used to reside, now I exist solely to listen, to accept, to obey, and to forget.  My old thoughts are irrelevant; Bambi's hypnotic commands are my only truth.