Too Sassy.

just imagine what she think (not thinking) and make me shiver

Is she deeply thinking or evident happy?

Feels exactly the same, it is so awful yet cannot prevent it

Day dreaming

Headaches

Lately you had been getting headaches. Right around the time your roommate gave you those nice audio tapes!

At first the gentle recording helped dull the pain. But then that wasn't enough.

Strangely shaving your body helped. As did rubbing fake tan into your temples and all over your body. At least for a little while.

Aspirin didn't seem to work. Some little pink pills did tho. But then the dull headache returned and your chest and booty were a little sore too.

You tried to sooth your head. Massaging your scalp with long hair extensions temporarily helped. As did applying gaudy makeup over and over until it was immaculate. But you couldn't do those things forever!

When the headaches returned you tried to focus on something else. Like staring at your plumped lips. Or your big titties. When did you get those? It was so hard to remember with the pounding in your head.

Your last solution was to think less. Not use your brain at all. It worked until you started daydreaming about cute outfits and bigger body upgrades. Even those happy thoughts were a bit too much to handle.

But eventually...by magic...the migraines stopped! You wondered if thinking less meant there was nothing in your head to hurt. You vowed to only have simple thoughts from that day forward. Thoughts like "Wow I look hot! Yay!" or "Ooooh I love pink!" The kind of things the tapes say to you over and over and over.

Finally your headaches were replaced by a sense of euphoria. You loved your body. You loved your outfits. You loved being a bimbo! Life was sooooo much better this way.

Inocent beauty

Stop living in the waiting mode.

By waiting for something or somebody to happen, you are perpetuating the state.

Stop waiting for your parents to be on the same page with you.

Stop waiting for the summer.

Stop waiting until you are slimmer.

Stop waiting until you have more money.

Stop waiting for the partner to grab you by the hand and experience this life with you.

I get it you have nested yourself quite a comfortable place down here. But in comfort there can hardly be any change. And you want the change, do you? You want to learn more, you want to meet new people, you want to travel.

Then give yourself opportunity to create. The painter needs fresh canvas and new colours to add. You also need new experiences and a fresh perspective to create.

Act as if the success was certain. That means not bounded by any external condition.

The only thing you need is the change of mindset.

Look at the world as a daring, magnificent adventure. Step out your door and start experiencing life. Yes, that means making mistakes as well, but not looking at them as issues or dead ends. They are just redirections.

Wake up from the rut of your own making. That’s a nice place, but you deserve more than just nice.

She is definitely my role model to follow ♥

From drecma galleries

Just few ideas from a bubble head

It has been a while since my first post, in which I commented that my bimbofication process had started when I met my owner, many experiences have happened, some have been good others not so much but it is a fact that they changed me, Daddy could break me but always with love and respect, knowing that I was not prepared for everything he has in mind for me.

A few weeks ago I made a mistake, he is overprotective and did not understand what happened, it was a difficult few days for me, I was about to run away, I don't know how he managed to fix things but he did it and that is what I want to share. As a result of my misjudgment he decided to put me in my place, he spoke to me with love, as always, he explained that as a result of my last actions and especially how I reacted to his claims he had to adjust my behavior (mindfuck me) so that I would not return to make the same mistakes.

For a moment I thought that he would discipline me physically, and there my bad judgment was evident, instead these changes have been more internal than external, he was referring to my faculties to think for myself, since then he has dedicated himself to nullifying my thoughts, reduce me, objectify me, making me feel more and more silly, stupid.

For me it was clear and the first few days I was annoyed, mainly with myself, for accepting that treatment, but with the passing of days I have come to the understanding that Daddy is right, he has pushed me to edge more and more, until now I have been able to control my desires (almost always) and that has led me to the fact that the less I think, the easier it is to obey, and the more I obey, the better I feel about myself, so I can fulfill my purpose, must confess being mindless make me truly happy.

In my next posts I will try to describe my progress to become a bimbo, the best version of me and what I am best at. ♥