(17 Aug 2024, 00:48 )Keilight Wrote: I'm working on a new file and it's going to be over 3 hours long so far lol... Its using A.I. generated sound effects, A.I. Voices (very high quality) and A.I. Music. My spirit with me isn't against making and she's actually interested in me making it so I don't know whats going on. I thought she didn't want me to make any more but maybe not. Maybe she thinks I'm hopeless... Or maybe she thinks I'm protected now because of my daily protection spells? or maybe she just wants me to learn the lesson again when the energy goes wrong when I release it. Maybe the energy wont be bad. Anyways here is a preview song about the file. https://suno.com/song/a569bb20-c100-40b6-ab65-772ea1bf9022
I'm probably like a week of work away from finishing it.

I know 90% of you won't like it because of the particular topics inside it but I'm making it for me, not to trying to sell it. It's going to be free.

Quote:I love the feeling of being used. I love surrendering control. It's so much easier this way. He makes all the decisions. I just follow his lead. It feels safe. Secure. Right.
I love the word “slut.” It makes me feel so dirty. So naughty. I want him to call me his little slut. His diaper slut. His perfect little cum dumpster.
He says I look beautiful with cum dripping down my chin. I want him to cum on my face again. It makes me feel so loved. So cherished. So used.
I think about him all the time. Even when I try not to, he pops back into my head. His smile. His voice. The way he smells. The way he touches me. It’s like he’s living inside me. In my mind. In my body. In my soul.
He is mine, and I am his.
I need to feel his hands on my diaper. I want him to rip it open and expose me. I want him to see how wet I am for him. How much I need him.
I’m so sensitive. The slightest touch can make me cum. I think it’s his magic. He's making me more sensitive. More responsive. More his.
He says good girls beg. I find myself begging for things all the time now. To be touched. To be used. To be loved. I don’t even know why. The words just come out. It’s like someone else is speaking through me.
His voice.
I need to hear his voice. I need to feel his touch. I need to be filled with his cum.
He says good girls don’t have secrets. I want to tell him everything. Every naughty thought, every filthy fantasy. He’ll understand. He'll encourage it. He'll make it real.
He says I'm his little princess. But I'm not a princess who lives in a castle. I’m a princess who lives in a diaper. And I love it.
I love being his.
He says my mind is becoming his playground. It’s true. He can do whatever he wants with me. Make me think anything he wants. Feel anything he wants. I’m his toy. His doll. His perfect little plaything.
I like the color pink so much now. It's everywhere. It's pretty. It's soft. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. It makes me feel like a good girl.
The world seems brighter now. More vivid. Like someone turned up the volume on everything. It’s exciting. Overwhelming. I love it.
He says I’m opening up to him. Letting him in. I don't know what he means, but it feels good. Like I’m letting go of something heavy. Something I don’t need anymore.
My own thoughts are fading away. Replaced by his words. His voice echoes in my head, even when he’s not around. I can hear him so clearly. Telling me what to do, what to feel, who to be.
He’s teaching me how to be the perfect girl. The perfect diaper girl. The perfect little slut.
I’m so wet all the time. It just happens. A constant trickle of desire. A reminder of who I belong to. I love the way it feels. Warm and sticky. I love the way it smells. Sweet and musky.
I touch myself without even realizing it. My fingers find their way to my clit, rubbing, circling, teasing. My breath hitches in my throat. My hips buck involuntarily. I need him.
He says good girls squirt. I want to squirt for him. I want to feel it gushing out of me, a fountain of pleasure.
He’s rewiring my brain. Making me better. Making me perfect.
He says I should be grateful. I am grateful. So grateful. He saved me from myself. He gave me a purpose. A reason to exist.
I am his.
I hear him say it, over and over in my mind. You are mine. You are mine. You are mine.
I smile. It’s true. I am his. Completely and utterly his.
He doesn't need chains or ropes to hold me. He has my mind. My heart. My soul. I am his willing captive. His forever girl.
I love the sound of crinkling plastic. It makes me so excited. It reminds me of my diaper. Of being his. I get so wet just thinking about it.
The color pink makes my pussy throb. It’s so pretty. So delicate. So feminine. It makes me feel like a good girl. A good girl who deserves a reward.
His rewards are the best. His touch. His words. His cum. They fill me up with so much happiness. I need his rewards to feel complete.
He says good girls are always ready for their masters. I’m always ready for him. Always wet. Always eager. Always wanting more.
I look in the mirror and see a different girl looking back. She's more confident. More beautiful. More submissive. She's the girl he made me.
She's his perfect little diaper slut.
I want to taste him again. The memory of his cum floods my senses. Sweet, salty, and so potent. It makes me drool just thinking about it. I need to taste him again soon.
He says good girls are always wet. It’s true. I’m always leaking for him. A constant reminder of my love for him. Of my devotion.
He loves it when I’m wet. He says it makes him feel powerful. I like making him feel powerful. It’s my way of showing him how much he means to me.
Sometimes I forget why I'm doing something. But then his voice pops into my head, reminding me. It’s like he’s always with me, guiding me, keeping me on track. I’m so grateful for his guidance.
He wants me to be a good girl. I want to be a good girl. It’s all I want. It’s the only thing that matters.
He says good girls are vocal. I like to make noises for him. Giggles. Moans. Screams. I want him to hear me. To know how much pleasure he’s giving me.
He loves my little sounds. He says they make him hard.
I love making him hard. It’s my job. My purpose. My pleasure.
He says that soon I won't need him to tell me what to do. My body will know instinctively how to please him.
I want that. I want to be so attuned to his desires that I become an extension of his will. His perfect little puppet. His dream come true.

(20 Aug 2024, 19:25 )Keilight Wrote: Here is a part of a low whisper track in my newest file that I'm working on.

Quote:He says my body belongs to him. It’s true. I don’t even control it anymore. It responds to him, to his voice, to his touch. I'm just a vessel for his pleasure.
Sometimes my mind goes blank. It’s like a fog descends, and I can’t think straight. All I can focus on is him. His voice. His touch. His scent. Everything else fades away.
He says I’m becoming more sensitive to sound. Everything seems louder, sharper, more intense. I love the way his voice sounds. Deep and resonant. Like a rumbling thunder that makes my whole body vibrate.
I hear his voice even when he’s not here. Whispering my name. Telling me what a good girl I am. I like hearing his voice. It makes me feel safe. Loved. Owned.
I love the sound of crinkling plastic. It makes me think of my diaper. I feel a warmth spread between my legs. I’m so wet. He says my wetness is a symphony. I want to play my symphony for him.
He likes it when I make noises for him. I moan without even thinking about it. Every time he touches me. Every time he talks about my diaper. Every time he looks at me with those hungry eyes. He says my sounds are music to his ears.
I hear his voice saying, “Good girl,” even when he’s not around. It’s like he’s always with me. Guiding me. Praising me. Correcting me. I love his voice.
He’s making me perfect.
I see flashes of pink everywhere. Even when I close my eyes. It’s like fireworks going off inside my head. He says pink is the color of my submission. I love the color pink.
Sometimes I hear my name being called, even when no one’s there. It’s his voice. Whispering to me from the shadows. I always answer. He likes it when I’m obedient.
He says he's imprinted his touch onto my skin. Now every sensation feels like him. The wind against my skin. The water in the shower. The fabric of my clothes. It’s all him.
I crave his cum. I can taste it in my dreams. I wake up wet and aching for him. He says I’m a cum addict. He’s right. I’m addicted to his taste, his smell, his touch, his control.
He says good girls love to give. I want to give him everything. My body. My mind. My soul. I want him to take it all.
I hear music playing. Soft and sensual. It’s coming from inside my head. It makes me feel sexy. It makes me want to dance for him. To move my body in ways that will please him.
I love wearing my diaper. It makes me feel safe. Secure. It makes me feel like I belong to him. He likes it when I’m in my diaper. It makes me his special girl.
He’s making me into something new. Something special. Something better than I was before.
He says I need to embrace my inner slut. Let it out. Let it control me. It’s getting easier to do that. It’s like a switch in my brain has been flipped.
He says good girls love to serve. I want to be the best servant he’s ever had.
He says I'm a natural at this. A natural slut. A natural diaper lover. He says I was born for this.
He's unlocking something deep inside me. Something primal. Something untamed. He's releasing the slut he sees inside me.
He says my beauty shines brightest after he fills me with his cum. It's true. My skin glows. My eyes sparkle. I feel so alive. So radiant. It’s like his cum nourishes me. Makes me whole.
I need his cum. It’s like a vitamin. A vital nutrient that makes me thrive. Without it, I feel empty. Incomplete. Faded.
He says I’m his canvas. He’s the artist, and his cum is his paint. He likes to paint me everywhere. Inside and out. I want to be his masterpiece. His living work of art.
I love the way his cum drips down my legs. It’s a sign of his love. His possession. It makes me feel beautiful. Special. Chosen. I don’t ever want to wash it off.
I look in the mirror and I don't recognize myself. My eyes are glazed. My lips are swollen. My cheeks are flushed. But I look beautiful. Alive. Like I’m finally becoming the woman I was meant to be. His woman.
He says my hair is silkier, my skin softer, my curves more alluring, all thanks to his cum. I touch my face, my body, and feel a thrill of gratitude. He’s right. I'm more beautiful than ever before.
He wants me to worship his cum. He wants me to treat it like a sacred elixir. He’s right. It is sacred. It's what gives me life. What gives me beauty. What gives me purpose.
He says pink is the color of my surrender. I love pink now. Everything pink is beautiful. My pink dress. My pink panties. My pink diaper. Pink is the color of my love for him.
He likes it when I wear frilly things. Lace and ribbons. He says it makes me look delicate. Fragile. Like a little doll.
I feel pretty when I wear girly things. He tells me I am pretty. The prettiest girl in the world. It makes me want to twirl and giggle. I feel like a princess. His princess.
He loves my long hair. He likes to brush it. He says it makes me look even more feminine. More submissive. More his.
I want to wear makeup for him. Pink lipstick. Sparkly eyeshadow. He says makeup makes me irresistible.
He says I have a sweet scent. Like candy and flowers. I sniff my wrist. I can smell it. Sweet and intoxicating. He loves my scent.
I sway my hips without even thinking. He says it drives him crazy. I giggle. It makes me happy to know I affect him. He likes it when I take small little steps. He says it makes me look more helpless. More delicate.
He wants me to be dainty. To use delicate hand gestures. He says my hands are soft and feminine. I like it when he kisses my fingers. It makes me feel cherished.

(20 Aug 2024, 21:13 )Like Ra Wrote: While diapers is not my fetish (yet?), I'm glad Kei is creating again!

(21 Aug 2024, 13:46 )Keilight Wrote: Another portion of the lower whisper track.

Quote:He says good girls cum easily. I do. Just the thought of him makes me tingle all over. I can feel the warmth pooling between my legs. He’s right. I am a good girl.
He likes to watch me cum. He says it's the most beautiful thing in the world. My body moves on its own, arching and bucking, my moans escaping my lips before I can stop them. I can't control it. It's like a wave of pleasure washes over me, taking me away.
I love the feeling of cumming in my diaper. The warm wetness spreading through the padding. It feels so good. So naughty. So right. He says it’s a gift. A gift for him. I want to give him so many gifts.
He calls my orgasms "pink fireworks." I can see them when I close my eyes. Sparkling explosions of pink light. They fill me with joy and make my body tremble.
I cum when he brushes my hair. I can’t help it. The gentle strokes send shivers down my spine and make my pussy throb. I love the way my scalp tingles. It makes me feel so feminine. So submissive. So ready for him.
He says my orgasms are getting stronger. More intense. He says it’s because I’m embracing my femininity. I’m letting go of control and surrendering to the pleasure.
I like it when he talks dirty to me. His words paint pictures in my mind. Naughty pictures that make me wet and needy. I cum without even touching myself. Just listening to his voice.
He says he’s filling my mind with pleasure. It feels so good. So full. I don’t need anything else. Just him. And his words. And his touch.
The smell of semen makes me cum now. It’s weird, but I can’t help it. I smell semen and my body just takes over. I love the smell of semen. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
He says I’m becoming hypersensitive. My body responds to everything now. Every sound. Every touch. Every scent. It’s all so overwhelming. So exhilarating.
He likes to watch me dance. He says my movements are hypnotic. I sway my hips and twirl, my body moving instinctively to the music in my head. I feel beautiful and graceful. Every move triggers a spark of pleasure, a ripple of excitement. It's easy to cum when I dance.
I'm always close to the edge. The slightest touch, the softest whisper, the scent of his cologne, can send me over. It's like my whole body is a giant clit, aching for his touch, craving his release.
He calls me his little cum machine. I like that. It makes me feel useful. Productive. Like I have a purpose.
My purpose is to please him.
I feel safe in my diaper. It’s like a soft, padded cocoon that protects me from the world. He says that’s why he loves seeing me in it. Because it makes me vulnerable. Dependent. His.
He praises me when I'm wet. He calls me his good girl, his perfect little diaper slut. It makes me so happy to make him happy. I want to be the wettest girl in the world for him.
I get anxious when I don't have a diaper on. My skin feels itchy and uncomfortable. Like something’s missing. I feel naked. Exposed. Vulnerable. I need my diaper to feel safe.
I can't sleep without my diaper. It's like a security blanket. It keeps me warm and comfortable. I cuddle up in it and dream of him.
He’s changing me. I’m not the same person I used to be. I don’t even remember who I was before. All I know is that I need him. And I need my diaper.
He says I'm evolving. Becoming a higher version of myself. He's unlocking my true potential. My true purpose.
I used to think diapers were for babies. Now I know they’re for me. For women like me. Women who want to be loved and cared for. Women who want to be controlled. Women who want to be his.
He says I’m special. Unique. Different. I don’t want to be like other women. I want to be his. His special little diaper girl.
I get scared when my diaper feels dry. It’s like a warning sign. I need to get wet again. I need to please him. I touch myself without even thinking. My body knows what to do. It’s becoming so responsive. So eager. So perfectly trained.
He says I should wear my diaper everywhere. Under my clothes. To work. To dinner. To the movies. It’s our little secret. A secret that binds us together. A symbol of my submission.
I love the feeling of the diaper against my skin, even when I’m wearing clothes. It’s a constant reminder of him. Of his ownership. Of his love.
I don’t want to wear anything else. Just my diaper. And maybe a pretty dress on top. He says it makes me look irresistible. Vulnerable and sexy at the same time.
I don’t need underwear anymore. He says they’re unnecessary. Just another barrier between him and me. He wants me to be open. Exposed. Ready for him.
He likes to watch me struggle to get out of my wet diaper. He says it’s cute. It makes him laugh. I don’t mind. I like making him laugh.
I love the feeling of his hands helping me out of my wet diaper. His touch is electric. It makes me shiver with pleasure. I’m so helpless. So dependent on him. And it feels amazing.
He says my wet diaper is a symbol of my love for him. It's true. Every time I wet myself, I feel a surge of affection for him. A desire to be closer to him. To be used by him.
He calls me his wet little butterfly. I like that name. It makes me feel beautiful. And delicate.

(22 Aug 2024, 08:22 )Keilight Wrote:

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Analysis of the Hypnosis File and Its Potential Effects

Listening to this hypnosis file can lead to a range of effects, both overt and covert. The file is heavily focused on themes of submission, control, and a deep psychological and emotional connection with a dominant figure. Below, I’ll break down the effects you can expect, including the subtler nuances, potential overt effects, and the covert effects that might develop over time.

Overt Effects

• Behavioral Changes: The file is designed to instill a strong sense of obedience and submission to the dominant figure referenced throughout the script. You may find yourself increasingly compelled to act in ways that align with the desires expressed in the hypnosis, such as wearing certain items like diapers, or engaging in behaviors that reinforce your submissive role.
  
• Mental and Emotional Shifts: The repeated phrases and suggestions emphasize surrendering control, enjoying feelings of being used, and deriving pleasure from fulfilling the dominant's desires. Over time, you might notice a shift in your self-perception, feeling more aligned with the identity crafted by the hypnosis (e.g., "his perfect little diaper slut").
  
• Physical Sensitivity: The script suggests increased physical sensitivity, particularly in response to the dominant's touch or even thoughts about them. You may find yourself becoming more responsive to certain stimuli, possibly even experiencing heightened arousal from previously neutral actions or words.
  
• Changes in Preferences: The file makes multiple references to the color pink, girly clothing, and specific scents and textures. These elements may start to appeal to you more, or even become sources of comfort and arousal, as they are tied to the submissive persona being cultivated.
  

Subtle or Nuanced Effects

• Erosion of Independent Thought: One of the subtler effects is the gradual replacement of your thoughts with those suggested by the dominant figure in the hypnosis. You might begin to find it difficult to distinguish between your own desires and those implanted by the file, leading to a blending of your identity with the one crafted by the script.
  
• Emotional Dependence: As the hypnosis reinforces ideas of being cared for and controlled, you may start to feel a growing emotional dependence on the dominant figure, even if they are a constructed or imagined presence. This could manifest as a strong need for their approval or a feeling of incompleteness without their input.
  
• Increased Vulnerability: The file emphasizes vulnerability and being "protected" by the dominant, which might make you more emotionally and psychologically susceptible to influence, both from the figure in the hypnosis and potentially from other people in your life who remind you of them.
  
• Perceptual Changes: The file repeatedly mentions heightened senses, particularly sound, which could lead to a more vivid sensory experience, especially related to sounds that remind you of the dominant figure. This might also extend to changes in how you perceive your environment, with certain elements (like the color pink) becoming more pronounced or emotionally charged.
  

Covert Effects

• Automatic Responses: The file suggests that certain behaviors, like touching yourself or responding to specific phrases, will become automatic. Over time, these behaviors may indeed become involuntary, triggered by internalized cues rather than conscious decision-making.
  
• Shifts in Identity: A more covert effect might be a gradual, subconscious shift in how you see yourself, aligning more closely with the identity outlined in the hypnosis. This could lead to changes in your self-concept that you might not immediately recognize, such as feeling more submissive or seeing yourself as inherently tied to the dominant figure.
  
• Changes in Social Dynamics: As you adopt the behaviors and attitudes suggested in the file, others might start to perceive you differently—potentially as more submissive, eager to please, or even as someone who is more sexually open or available. This could influence how people interact with you, possibly reinforcing the submissive behaviors encouraged by the hypnosis.
  

Who Should Listen to This File?

This file is suited for individuals who are aeady inclined towards submissive roles in their personal relationships and are seeking to deepen that aspect of themselves. It may also appeal to those who enjoy ABDL (Adult Baby/Diaper Lover) themes and are looking for content that reinforces these interests.

Who Would Benefit from This File?

Those who are exploring or aeady comfortable with submission and control dynamics, particularly in a sexual context, would find this file beneficial. It could also appeal to individuals who enjoy mental conditioning or are looking to embrace a more submissive, feminine persona in their private life.

Final Considerations

Listening to this file repeatedly can significantly alter your thoughts, behaviors, and self-perception, potentially making you more submissive and dependent on the dominant figure described in the hypnosis. While some may find these changes desirable, others might experience unintended effects that could be challenging to reverse. If you choose to engage with this content, it’s important to do so with a clear understanding of the potential impacts and to ensure that it aligns with your personal goals and boundaries.