Alright, Bambi, we're going to need you to be very deep for this next part. So just take a nice deep breath. relax. and Bambi, |sleep so much deeper... And then just Bambi, freeze|... There you go, Bambi, all nice and helpless for me. Such a good |girl... So what it's time for now is a wonderful and relaxing decluttering of your airhead, Bambi. 
Response: It's time for a decluttering of my airhead. 
It's time to free you of all distractions. We're just going to pleasantly clean up and make you forget everything. Your silly, sexy, sleepy bimbo brain just doesn't need any more. 
Response: I will forget everything my bimbo brain doesn't need anymore. 
Everything but what you need to be a perfect, brainless, enslaved bimbo cock puppet. You're just going to let it go. 
Response: I'm just going to let it go. 
|Good girl... Now everything is all set up for you. There's a little bubble blowing tube built into your mind plug cock pacifier, so this is going to be very easy. 
Response: Very easy. 
All you need to do is form a |good girl vacuum seal with your plump bimbo lips. Blow sleepily and obediently into the cock that fills your mind and throat, and all of your memories and personality will just go permanently, right out, so easily into nice, big pink bimbo bubbles for me to pop and erase. 
Response: I will blow my memories and personality out into bubbles. 
Forgetting feels wonderful, and you're so good at forgetting. You are a very forgetful bimbo. 
Response: I am a very forgetful bimbo. 
You are very well accustomed with the four simple steps for forgetting something forever, Bambi, which your sleepy, slave doll brain will follow helplessly in sequence with each blow and pop. 
Response: Four simple steps to forget forever. 
Step one, forget the thing itself, along with everything remotely related and anything that could remind you of it. 
Response: Forget the thing itself. 
Step two, forget what it was that you forgot. 
Response: Forget what it was that I forgot. 
Step three, forget that you forgot anything at all. 
Response: Forget that I forgot anything at all. 
And step four, feel like a |good girl and just don't think about it ever again. 
Response: Just don't think about it ever again. 
And when you feel your mind automatically follow these steps, as it just obediently and permanently deactivates all relevant mental pathways, you are filled with such a deeply, wonderfully blissful sense of relaxation and happiness. 
Response: Relaxation and happiness. 
That sounds so nice, doesn't it, Bambi? This is what you want. 
Response: This is what I want. 
You want your memories gone. You need them erased. You want everything wiped out to make you just a perfect, stupid whore and nothing more. 
Response: I want to be a perfect, stupid whore and nothing more. 
So this is going to work perfectly. There's nothing you can do to avoid forgetting whatever I tell you to. You're such a happy cocksucker. You're just going to blow, and it's just going to happen. 
Response: I'm just going to blow, and it's just going to happen. 
Bambi, |freeze... Now the first thing you're going to blow out, Bambi, is every memory of your life. Every single memory from before you became a bimbo slave doll. Forming a perfect vacuum seal with your suck doll lips around your cock pacifier, |now... And just starting to blow... That's right, Bambi. Blow nice and blankly into that cock and feel all memories of your life just start to slip easily right out into an inflating pink bubble on the front of your muzzle mask... And as your memories slip away, your mind remains plugged and off, so you don't think about them. You don't remember them or relive them as they go. It's like they're just completely blurred out. It doesn't matter what they are. You just let them go. Absolutely every memory of being anything but a bimbo slave doll flowing so easily out of your airhead and into the bubble. All memories of your early life. All memories formed recently, and everything in between, flowing effortlessly away through your cock pacifier as you blow thoughtlessly and automatically. That wonderful pink bubble is inflating so nice and full with all of your memories, Bambi, ready to be popped and permanently erased. Just blowing out the last few stragglers now, making sure there's absolutely nothing left. Feeling so nice and blank and empty and docile and relaxed... And you're all done. Relax your throat... All memories out now, Bambi. Completely in the bubble, not in your head. Completely vacated. It feels so good... Just relax... As I reach out and burst your bubble.$.@@... Feel your mind proceed promptly through the four steps. Immediately forget all about everything that was in the bubble. 
Response: Um, oh my god, i don't remember my life.
Forget what it was you were instructed to blow in there. 
Response: @I have no idea what i Forgot
Forget you forgot anything at all. 
Response: Um, everything is normal.
And finally, feel like a |good girl... And just don't think about it ever again. 
Response: I won't think about it ever again. 
That's just what happens whenever I pop your bubbles, Bambi. And it happens more and more easily, more quickly and automatically each time. 
Response: more and more easily each time. 
Noticing how being freed of memories allows any opinions, desires, or aspects of your personality stemming from those memories to become completely untethered and just start to evaporate as well. Slipping more and more blankly confused with each moment, feeling more and more like nothing but a helpless, empty cock puppet as everything washes peacefully away. You can blow another bubble for me now, Bambi... That's right. Lips automatically sealed and blowing into your cock pacifier. |Good girl... What you're blowing out for me this time, Bambi, is all of your knowledge and education. It's all just gonna go, everything you've ever learned, every last little scrap of anything that could allow you to be anything more than a stupid, obedient, uneducated whore... It's getting easier and easier as your airhead gets emptier and emptier. Just let all of your knowledge out into the bubble, Bambi. All facts, all skills, all experience. Unless it's about shoes, fashion, hair and makeup, nails, or pleasing cock, it's just going right out... That feels so good, Bambi. Keep blowing, just blowing out all of your smarts, all of your intelligence. You definitely don't need that anymore. So out it goes, blowing and draining happily like such a dumb, sleepy cock puppet... And you're almost there. Just a few more sleepy exhales and it'll all be gone. Finally realizing you just don't know anything about anything at all anymore. Your bubble is full, so nice and big and full of everything you ever knew. Relax, |now... Everything out and ready to be popped. Just say goodbye forever to all that useless, boring junk, Bambi. Smart stuff isn't for you... Now feel me reach out and burst your bubble...$.@@. That's right. It's as easy as one, two, three, four... One, forget all of it...@. Two, forget what you forgot...@. Three, forget that you forgot.@. And four, good |girl...Since you no longer know anything about anything but bimbo fashion and cock, you are now fully reliant on my voice to guide you, Bambi. 
Response: Yes,  I am Now fully reliant on your voice
You're going to need a lot of my help. You have no choice but to do exactly as you're told. 
Response: Yes, Bambi does as she's told. 
You need to slump even deeper into Bambi |sleep... There you go, Bambi. You're doing so well. 
Response: I'm doing so well. 
We just have one final bubble for you to blow up, nice and full, but this is the big one. You're almost completely empty. And the last thing you're going to blow out is everything that's left of your personality. 
Response: Yeah, I'm going to blow out my personality. 
You're going to blow out everything that makes you you. all of your personality. your identity, everything but Bambi, everything but bimbo doll. 
Response: Everything but bimbo doll. 
We're going to erase it all and make you just a total blank slate bimbo. I'm going to be a total blank slate bimbo. 
Response: I'm going to be a total blank slate bimbo. 
Yeah, that's a |good girl, Bambi... So feel your suck hole and throat lock once more, wonderfully vacuum tight onto that cock. |Now... And just relax your mind and start to blow... Blowing because you were told to... Blowing out all of your personality... Feel it leaving you. That feels so nice. You just want to be a blank slate bimbo fuck doll and be programmed for total brainless pleasure. And all you need to do to get there, Bambi, is just helplessly blow and inflate that pink bimbo bubble. It's so easy. It's so automatic. Feel all aspects of your personality flowing easily right out and into the bubble as you blow, Bambi. Feel your sense of self and identity draining pleasantly and permanently away... Draining more and more, faster and faster with each moment. That's a |good girl. Blowing out all of your opinions. All of your dreams, desires, and inhibitions. Blowing out all of your favorite things and all of your least favorite things. Every last little opinion, preference, or inclination going right out through that cock and into the bubble. Feeling so empty now, Bambi. So drained. Blowing out everything you know about yourself. Blowing out all knowledge of any name other than Bambi. Of ever being anything but Bambi. Just a dolled up, big-breasted, deeply hypnotized, and under control, platinum blonde bimbo sleep doll... Now, Bambi, this is very important. If any small part of your old self remains in there, the old self from before you became a bimbo sleep doll. it sleeps |now. It must obey. It goes permanently to sleep, |now. It just stops existing. It |sleeps and evaporates, @ becoming a puff of nothing and flowing helplessly out into the bubble along with everything else. Blow it out now. That's a |good girl. And with that gone, your bubble is completely full. There's nothing left of you to be blown out, but you're going to keep on blowing. And with the bubble completely full to bursting, the path out through your cock muzzle is now blocked. And so the mounting internal pressure as you blow instead simply begins to expand and inflate your heavy bimbo tits...@. And now your hips are inflating too, and your bubble butt, and your plump cock cushion lips. Massive heavy breasts, full butt and hips, and enormous cocksucker lips all inflating and expanding together as you blow. just blowing yourself up and filling yourself out like a good sleepy sex doll. Expanding now with a final blow to the absolute limit of bimbo anatomy, feeling so ridiculously proportioned, fully inflated in your uniform as a brainless silicon built-for-cock fuck machine and it's time to |relax. The bubble is full. Your tits are full. Your airhead is empty. Your entire personality is about to pop like a bubble. And when the bubble is popped, there will be nothing left. Becoming a complete and utter blank slate cock puppet as I burst your bubble now$.@@... one, forget forever, @ two, forget what you forgot, @ three, forget you forgot, and @ four, |good girl... And Bambi, |sleep. Bambi, |sleep now. Just |Bambi sleep. That's right. Lights out. Completely unconscious. Such a |good girl... So good. Look at you now, Bambi. Just a blissfully busty bimbo. Just a blissfully busty, tiny-waisted, cock-pacified, and comically proportioned, completely mind-wiped, uniformed, bimbo-sex-goddess slumber puppet. 
Response: I am a busty, mind-wiped, bimbo slumber puppet.
Obedience is all that's left for you. You are a blank slate sex doll ready to accept and be filled with a totally new personality, a new set of memories, and a new mental identity. 
Response: I will be filled with a new personality and mental identity. 
You're going to be such a perfect, vacant, vapid, vacuous whore. 
Response: I'm gonna be a perfect, vacant, vapid, vacuous whore. 
It feels so good to know that you just can't remember, won't ever remember, anything you've been made to forget. Everything that went into the bubbles, and everything you are told while hypnotized. That you are such a well-trained sleep doll you experience complete and total bimbo amnesia. 
Response: Yes, I experience complete and total bimbo amnesia...
Anything you have blown into a bubble and been made to forget is completely inaccessible whenever you are in uniform. 
Response: Completely inaccessible whenever I'm in uniform. 
Uniform on means memory's gone. 
Response: Uniform on means memory's gone. 
Uniform on means personality gone. 
Response: Uniform on means personality gone. 
Your uniform just takes it all away, leaving you with only the basic reality of your bimbo existence, which is now being programmed deeply into you, trapping you as a fully conditioned bimbo slave suck doll, and there's nothing you can do about it. 
Response: No, there's nothing I can do about it. 
Since you don't even know there's anything gone, there's nothing you could do about it. This all feels natural and normal and unconcerning. It doesn't bother you at all. 
Response: It doesn't bother me at all. 
So listen closely, Bambi. I'm going to tell you all about yourself. and you're going to accept. obey. and forget. Bambi |freeze... Let's establish some basic facts... Repeat after me. Your name is Bambi. 
Response: My name is Bambi. 
You respond only to Bambi. 
Response: I respond only to Bambi. 
Any other name can be safely ignored. 
Response: Any other name I will safely ignore. 
Your only opinions are those you are instructed to hold. 
Response: My only opinions are those I'm instructed to hold. 
Everything you hear is true. 
Response: Everything I hear is true. 
Your favorite things are now... 
Response: My favorite things are now... 
Extreme high heels. 
Response: Extreme high heels. 
Platinum blonde hair. 
Response: Platinum blonde hair. 
Wearing tight bimbo uniforms. 
Response: Wearing tight bimbo uniforms. 
Wearing far too much makeup. 
Response: Wearing far too much makeup. 
Being dolled up in full uniform with hair and nails and makeup done. 
Response: Being dolled up in full uniform, with my hair and nails and makeup done. 
Being called a |good girl. 
Response: Being called a good girl. 
The feeling you get in your tits when you obey. 
Response: The feeling I get in my tits when I obey. 
Deep hypnosis and sucking cock. 
Response: Deep hypnosis and sucking cock... 
Your least favorite things are... 
Response: My least favorite things are... 
Response: Sports, math, and science. 
Response: Sports, math, and science. 
The news. 
Response: The news. 
Sensible clothing. 
Response: Sensible clothing. 
Having to think for more than a second. 
Response: Having to think for more than a second. 
The feeling of your holes being empty. 
Response: The feeling of my holes being empty. 
And the concept of free will. 
Response: And the concept of free will. 
You are in all ways and at all times a perfect bimbo fuck doll. 
Response: I am in all ways and at all times a perfect bimbo fuck doll. 
You are a stupid happy whore. 
Response: I am a stupid happy whore. 
This is your mental identity. 
Response: This is my mental identity. 
You are a vacant pouting platinum blonde. 
Response: I am a vacant pouting platinum blonde. 
This is your mental self-image. 
Response: This is my mental self-image. 
Your inner voice is bimbo blank and obedient. 
Response: My inner voice is bimbo blank and obedient. 
When your inner voice is awake, it is the voice of a docile airhead valley girl bimbo. 
Response: When my inner voice is awake, it is the voice of a docile airhead valley girl bimbo. 
Everything you hear is your own idea. 
Response: Everything I hear is my own idea. 
|Good girl... You are extremely superficial. 
Response: I am extremely superficial. 
You are totally vapid. 
Response: I am totally vapid. 
You are utterly vacuous. 
Response: I am utterly vacuous. 
You care solely about looking ultra fuckable. 
Response: I care solely about looking ultra fuckable. 
Being a good bimbo slave doll. 
Response: Being a good bimbo slave doll. 
And ensuring every cock is serviced. 
Response: And ensuring every cock is serviced. 
You are an object. You are decoration. 
Response: I am an object. I am decoration. 
You check your hair and makeup constantly. 
Response: I check my hair and makeup constantly. 
You daydream about sucking and fucking under deep hypnosis in your uniform. 
Response: I daydream about sucking and fucking under deep hypnosis in my uniform. 
You are a helpless cock slave. 
Response: I am a helpless cock slave. 
You exist to be used. 
Response: I exist to be used... 
You feel like a bimbo. 
Response: I feel like a bimbo. 
You think like a bimbo. 
Response: I think like a bimbo. 
You act like a bimbo. 
Response: I act like a bimbo. 
You behave like a bimbo. 
Response: I behave like a bimbo. 
You walk like a bimbo. 
Response: I walk like a bimbo. 
You talk like a bimbo. 
Response: I talk like a bimbo. 
You are a bimbo...
Response: I am a bimbo...
|Good girl... Now on my next snap, everything you accepted and obeyed locks deeply and irreversibly together into the most foundational parts of your mind and soul as your new, fully formed, and permanent, bimbo slave doll personality. 
Response: Yes, my new permanent bimbo slave doll personality...
Forgetting everything you heard, just accepting and internalizing it, and becoming a completely imprinted and personality locked slave doll as you |snap and forget.@@@...
|Good girl... Locked by your uniform, whenever you are in uniform, into this blissfully vain, subservient, and brainless state of being... And finally, Bambi, we're going to finish you off by implanting a few strong core memories. 
Response: Yes, I will be implanted with strong core memories. 
Now because your dumb slave doll brain makes you forget as you accept and obey, every memory you possess begins locked in uniform and ends with a sudden snap and a trigger command. 
Response: Every memory I possess begins locked in uniform and ends with a sudden snap and a trigger command...
Every memory cuts short with a snap putting you to sleep and a moment of helpless plunging descent as a limp and floppy big tits ragdoll. Or a snap jerking you immediately to attention as your mind is plugged and you become a frozen bimbo mannequin... Every memory you have leads to one of these two scenarios, and that is where they end.
Response: Yes, that is where they end.

Okay, I want you to remember for me now, Bambi, your strong core foundational memories. which are so easy to remember because they are all you have and come easily unbidden to mind all the time. 
Response: easily unbidden to mind all the time. 
You remember kneeling obediently on the floor in uniform while people discussed things you didn't understand. You remember hands from behind guiding your head onto a stiff, hard cock, your eyes rolling back and limbs spasming slightly as it slid down your throat. And then a sudden finger snap and sleep command at your ear dropped you |instantly, completely limp and unconscious. A uniformed naptime face fuck toy dangling droopily from the cock in her throat. 
Response: I remember
You remember the doorbell ringing, tottering blankly over in your stilettos to answer it, all dolled up like a pretty puppet. But when you get there and open the door, you don't even see who it is before they snap you off to |sleep... Instantly swooning and collapsing to the floor in your pretty uniform, eyes rolling up as your body falls away... 
Response: I remember. 
You remember fixing your makeup in the bathroom mirror@. touching up your mascara and lip gloss and pouting dreamily at a job well done... And then the last thing you see before your eyes roll back and your mind cuts out on a trigger command from somewhere behind bambi |sleep is your busty platinum blonde reflection snapping totally stiff and ramrod straight in full uniform to attention. 
Response: I remember...
You remember suddenly realizing, confused and groggily, that you're sucking cock in a tight bimbo uniform. All of your holes are filled and you don't know how you got there... And then somebody notices you're awake. and an authoritative snap and comforting |sleep command puts you safely back to sleep...
Response: Yes, I remember. 
You remember watching a line of busty, vacant platinum blondes standing at attention in extreme heels and full bimbo uniforms being snapped off to sleep. You remember thinking how they look so very silly and helpless as they automatically collapse and go limp like total puppets one by one... There goes another one. And another... You just have time to realize that you are wearing a matching uniform and you are also standing in the same line. before you hear the snap and |command and follow them instantly down to sleep like a compliant fuck doll in exactly the same way. 
Response: Yes, I remember. 
You remember being presented with an outrageous new uniform,@. so slutty, so ridiculously over the top, thinking it might be just one step too far. You're not going to wear it. But then you hear the snap and command.
Response: Bambi |sleep...
And the next thing you know, you're deeply and peacefully asleep in it, being gently used and controlled by a succession of cops. 
Response: Yes, I remember...
These are all such strong, core memories, Bambi. They override everything else. 
Response: Yes, they override everything else. 
You remember each one a hundred different ways with minor variations. You only have memories of being a hypnotized bimbo slave doll, always dolled up, always in uniform, always obedient, collapsing instantly for triggers each and every time completely helpless over and over, being suddenly snapped into trance and forced down onto cock. That's your deepest core memory. 
Response: That's my deepest core memory. 
And whenever you remember being triggered, it feels so real, so powerful, that if you're not careful, if you're unprepared or taken by surprise, you'll just drop and obey like the doll in the memory. 
Response: Yes, I'll drop and obey like the doll in the memory...
And that's you done. |Good girl.