"03 Total Bimbo Wipeout Doll"

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's sleep so much deeper.
And then just Bambi freeze.
There you go Bambi.
All nice and helpless for me.
That's such a good girl.
So what it's time for now is a wonderful and relaxing decluttering of your airhead Bambi.
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 anymore.
Everything but what you need to be a perfect, brainless, enslaved Bimbo cock puppet.
You're 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.
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 in a race.
For getting feels wonderful and you're so good at forgetting.
You are 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.
Step 1.
Forget the thing itself along with everything remotely related and anything that could
remind you of it.
Step 2.
Forget what it was that you forgot.
Step 3.
Forget that you forgot anything at all.
And step 4.
Feel like a good girl and 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.
That sounds so nice, doesn't it Bambi?
This is what you 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.
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.
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.
Only 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.
Forget what it was you were instructed to blow in there.
Forget you forgot anything at all.
And finally, feel like a good girl.
And just don'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.
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.
Keeping 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 air head 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.
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.
Suddenly 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.
Blowing 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.
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.
You're going to need a lot of my help.
You have no choice but to do exactly as you're told.
You need to slump even deeper into Bambi's sleep.
There you go, Bambi.
You're 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.
You're going to blow out everything that makes you you.
All of your personality.
Your identity.
Everything but Bambi.
Everything but Bimbo doll.
You're going to erase it all and make you just a total blank slate Bimbo.
Yeah, that's a good girl, Bambi.
So feel your suckhole and throat lock once more wonderfully vacuum tight onto that cock.
Now.
And just relax your mind and start to blow.
Even 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.
Blowing 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 dulled 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 cock sucker lips all inflating and
expanding together as you blow.
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 cockfuck machine
and it's time to relax.
The bubble is full.
Your tits are full.
Your air head 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 wasted, cock pacified and comically proportioned, completely
mind wiped, uniformed Bimbo sex goddess 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.
You're going to be such 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.
Something 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.
Anything you have blown into a bubble and been made to forget is completely inaccessible
whenever you are in uniform.
Uniform on means memory is gone.
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 sucked all, and there's nothing you 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.
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.
You respond only to Bambi.
Any other name can be safely ignored.
Your only opinions are those you are instructed to hold.
Everything you hear is true.
Your favorite things are now.
Extreme high heels.
Platinum blonde hair.
Wearing tight Bimbo uniforms.
Wearing far too much makeup.
Being doled up in full uniform with hair and nails and makeup done.
Being called a good girl.
The feeling you get in your tits when you obey.
Deep hypnosis and sucking cock.
Your least favorite things are.
Sports, math, and science.
The news.
Sensible clothing.
Having to think for more than a second.
The feeling of your holes being empty.
And the concept of free will.
You are in all ways and at all times a perfect Bimbo fuck doll.
You are a stupid happy whore.
This is your mental identity.
You are a vacant, pouting, platinum blonde.
This is your mental self image.
Your inner voice is Bimbo blank and obedient.
When your inner voice is awake,
it is the voice of a docile, airhead, valley girl Bimbo.
When my inner voice is awake,
it is the voice of a docile, airhead, valley girl Bimbo.
Everything you hear is your own idea.
Everything I hear is my own idea.
Good girl.
You are extremely superficial.
You are totally vapid.
You are utterly vacuous.
You care solely about looking ultra fuckable.
Being a good Bimbo slave doll.
And ensuring every cock is serviced.
You are an object. You are decoration.
You check your hair and makeup constantly.
You daydream about sucking and fucking under deep hypnosis in your uniform.
You are a helpless cock slave.
You exist to be used.
You feel like a Bimbo.
You think like a Bimbo.
You act like a Bimbo.
You behave like a Bimbo.
You walk like a Bimbo.
You talk like a Bimbo.
You are 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.
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.
Now because your dumb slave doll brain makes you forget as you accept an obey.
Every memory you possess begins locked in uniform and ends with a sudden snap and a trigger command.
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 rag doll.
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.
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.
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 nap time face fuck toy dangling drooply from the cock in her throat.
Yes, 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.
Yes, 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.
Is your busty platinum blonde reflection snapping totally stiff and ramrod straight in full uniform to attention.
Yes, 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.
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.
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.
Yeah, me.
And the next thing you know, you're deeply and peacefully asleep in it.
Being gently used and controlled by a succession of cops.
Yes, I remember.
These are all such strong core memories, Bambi. They override everything else.
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.
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 an obey like the doll in the memory.
Yes, I'll drop an obey like the doll in the memory.
And that's you done.
Good girl.