Last one was swallowed by a certain someones cleavage.
Bimbo Stories (Background Pony)
Celestia & Luna
Nurse Redheart & Cheerilee
Maud Pie, Marble, Limestone (Pie Sisters)
New – The Illusions
Pinkie Pie & Fluttershy
Writeslut's Su-Su and other tales
The Seductive Slut of the Lusty Horn
Maybe now we can carry on where we left off.
Yep. The upside is that it's not that difficult for me to be happy, so I don't have to wallow in sadness. It's actually pretty great.
>choosing to NOT be a flighty airhead
I can see where all your problems stem from.
Just gonna stay out of that conversation and post relevant stuff.
It's a copy/paste from Annon's description, no big. I'm more or less fine with that one staying under wraps for a while anyway.
This concept as a whole gets me all hot and bothered. You writefriends are doing god's work.
My lord dem bimbo stories. Is Trixie gonna be next? Tell me Trixie's next.
HEY EVERYONE IT'S CHUGGA- ER WRITESLUT AND WELCOME BACK MORE 'THE SEDUCTIVE SLUT'
LAST TIME SULTRY WANTED TO HAVE ANON TRY AND MAKE HER DUMBER UNDER THE THOUGHT THAT HER BOOBS WOULD GROW IF SHE WERE DUMBER AND AS A RESULT HYPNOSIS HAPPENED AND APPARENTLY HER CROTCHTITS ACTUALLY GREW BECAUSE PONIES, MAN.
THIS TIME, WE HAVE AN HOUR AND FIFTEEN MINUTES ANON TIME JUST ENOUGH TIME FOR ONE OR TWO MORE SEXUAL ACTIVITIES, SO WHAT I WANNA DO IS HAVE YOU GUYS SUGGEST BIMBO ACTIVITIES THAT BIMBOS DO IN PRIVATE AND I'LL WRITE ABOUT THAT FOR GREEN, NOW LET'S GET STARTED
HERE WE GOOOO
>So now you had an hour and fifteen minutes to spend on bimbo
>And as far as you can tell bimbos did not like to be kept waiting for time to run out
"Was there anything you, ahem, were wanting to practice? I mean since we have the time."
>"Uhhhhh....Well, I'm kinda like, I wanna practice this thing called the, ohhhh what's it called, the thousand-yard stare?"
>"I mean I dunno what it is but it's like where my face is like, not looking at anything and just smiling an' stuff, teehee. Does that like, turn you on?"
"Well, it does. And I'm pretty sure it turns others on."
>"Yaaay! Though, I dunno how to do it. Like, I see some o' my friend-workers do it sometimes, that's kinda how I know about it, but I'm totally terrible at it cuz I'm too focused on dick, heh."
>How to get her to stare blankly?
"Well, here's what I'm gonna do. I'll try to explain something, and if you don't understand it just tune me out, okay?"
>"Like, sure. I'll try."
>You clear your throat as you make an attempt to do a lecture.
>Because that would do the job.
"Astrophysics is the study of how the universe works. It deals with the very nature of heavenly bodies such as planets, stars, moons, galaxies, et cetra. I'm not sure how astrophysics works in Equestria, but.."
>You take a moment to look at her face.
>She was NOT paying attention to any of that.
>But she wasn't staring at the abstract concept of 'nothing' yet.
>A dumb smile was starting to form on her face, though, so that's a start.
"...but back on Earth we've determined that the Sun and Moon move on their own as opposed to being shifted by Celestia and Luna. Astrophyiscs also deals with the properties of dark matter, dark energy and black holes, all of which occur at certain points in the universe, and especially throughout the Milky Way Galaxy."
>That dumb smile was starting to spread wide as her focus to your lecture was brought down to nothing.
>But Sultry was just looking around at random things.
>"Sorry, was just getting, like, distracted an' stuff."
"If we're gonna do this, you need to pay attention and look at me when I'm talking."
>"Ahhh...like, I can try."
>Let's see how that works.
"Anyway, as I was saying, I'm not sure if Equestrian science has advenced that far yet, but black holes are a point in space which sucks in light and nothing can escape from it. Earth scientists have tried to figure out how black holes work otherwise for decades.."
>You see her dumb smile spread once more, but she's trying to look ahead at you.
>Then her gaze focused on your cock.
>Oh boy here we go
"..and I don't say I'm an astrophysicist so to me black holes are like magnets, which are impossible to determine. However, I can talk about galaxies. They are a cluster of stars and solar systems that all orbit some central point of the galaxy, and in the case of this 'Milky Way' Galaxy form a spiral shape."
>There was no mistaking it now.
A recolor from a previous thread. Enjoy.
>She broke her blank gaze and stared up at you.
"You're starting to get the hang of it."
>"Really? Like, really really?"
"Yeah. The trick is to think of something or see something that interests you or turns you on and focus more on that instead of the world around you. Obviously focus on the world, but try and focus on this 'something' at all times. And of course your smile needs to keep smiling."
>She was being very giddy about this.
>"Like, thankies! I'm totally gonna use this tomorrow at, like, when I'm working-"
"Oh no, we're not done yet."
>You look at the clock.
"Now, I want you to try and imagine something."
"I want you to imagine, in your head, that you're in a shower."
>She pauses momentarily and starts to think about it.
>Or at least what she considers thinking.
>You're not sure.
"And in that shower, in the wetness of the nozzle you find yourself with a stallion."
>Her gaze is now unfocused as she sees this 'stallion'.
"His dick is big and his intent is clear as he starts to stick it in your crotchboobs. I want you to focus on imagining this scenario in your head."
>She smiles as her body goes through the motions of being titfucked.
"Now, let's practice something. While still imagining this, can you try walking around and carrying, errr..."
>You hand her your phone.
"Errr my phone."
>She absentmindedly grabs your phone and starts trying to walk around.
>Her trot was as sexy as sexypone can be, and her face was unfocused, smiling and dumb, no doubt more focused on being titfucked in her head than on the world around her.
>She then stumbled onto the bed by accident.
>"Ooof! Like, this is harder than it sounds, Nonny!"
"It'll take some getting used to. For now, just practice, and we'll work from there."
As far I know it started with an artist on DB drawing twilight who found a bimbo spell, then used it on her friends and so on. Now the artist draws the most wanted bimbo request in the comment sections.
>She tries again, getting back up, refocusing on the dick in her tits in the shower, and soon enough she's regained her blank gaze.
>You have no more arms to hold all this unf
>She starts trying to walk around, her face tilting ever so often so she gets her bearings.
>And stumbles into her vanity-holding desk.
>But as they say, practice makes
>Eventually, she's able to both maintain the look and walk around as if second nature.
"Alriiiight, that's a great job!"
>"Like, really?" she asked giddily as she breaks her distant gaze. "You're sooo smart for teaching me how to be, like, distant-looking and stuff!"
"Well to be honest I was bullshitting at the start but I think you're doing great!"
"Now, let's try this again. What do you do if not being, well, fucked?"
>You give her a different scenario this time. Riding a stallion's dick in a car. She's got it in her head and the distant gaze on her face real quick. You try and get her to do stuff relating to her job. She does it, though not without many attempts.
>It's now 10:30.
"Okay, I think you got this technique down pat. I recommend practicing a bit more until you're comfortable with doing it for your job. In the meantime..."
>Your boner hardens in anticipation.
"I think my little friend wants to see your tits again."
and because I'm totally a cocktease I'm leaving for a while, sooooo like, have a Ra-Ra! Teehee!
The answer is
I wanted to thank (then anonymous) Annon for making content, so I jumped right in with the picture of the Principals, intending for that to be it. It obviously wasn't, so at present there is no defined reason why Twalot is running around with bimbo magic but there are a couple working ideas; nothing definite though, sorry to disappoint you.
So, do any of you sort of realize that the main story thread for this "general" is basically a horror story? Basically Invasion of the Body Snatchers? Is it not a little disturbing that you're fapping over the complete and utter destruction of your supposed waifu's very beings? Whatever they were before being subsumed by outside forces, replaced with something similar, but certainly not the same?
It's not just "oh they're sluttier now!" with bimbo stories ever. Bimboification is always a fucking process, a metamorphosis. An overload of sexual stimulation and growth to the point of personality death.
I guess I just wonder what's the point of a fetish that ends with the same thing every time. It's literally the same thing. It's The Bimbo. There stops being a character, because this is the end point. The amorous mass. May as well be fawning over Dawn of the Dead, ultimately.
Okay, three things
>don't call it a general
>implying horror isn't hot
>IotBS is a classic piece of cinema and should be considered an inspiration to anyone in any entertainment medium
Reread the Illusions one. Reread all of them, but that one especially.
See the fear in the character as they feel their real memories slip away, replaced by newer, false memories. Retain their personality? They don't ever get to retain their past. The changing past is the most fucked up part of the stories.
How can you say they stay the same character when the things that made them who they are, their past and their feelings, are literally substituted with bimbo stuff?
I mean, not even Slaanesh goes that far. If you really think about, really, it's a fucking virus of sexual addiction. /d/ bimbos.
Like, why wouldn't a story where Twilight finds acting slutty fun and addicting be better than one where magic erases Twilight and replaces it with Bimbolight? Idk. Maybe it's just me, but I'd rather have the characters become "bimbos" because they wanted to be, and not because a magic spell turned them into a bimbo hivemind that seeks to assimilate all of mankind under their rule.
Inasion is pretty awesome. I'm just wondering if people are aware that it's literally Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Seems odd to me, reading through the stuff. I find myself rooting for Trixie in the stories, like she's some heroine. But eh.
I wrote you a lengthy response, but I'm not sure you're interested. Here's the skinny:
>This chapter was specifically modeled with IotBS in mind, largely from the point of view of Trixie being a possible threat. I'm glad you picked up on it.
>It was also a response to some criticism that earlier parts of the story focused on 'unimportant things' instead of barreling down Transformation Highway and off into the Brainless Abyss like some airhead version of Thelma and Louise.
>Your criticism of the flatness of the characters is valid and worth noting. I'd like to explore more of the relationships between the members of the staff and the students, but working just with the images makes that a little difficult.
>Unfortunately, I'm not really sure there's room for me to explore things like Cheery's desire for she and Redheart to graduate from 'best friends' to 'best sisters-in-law', Ms. Harshwhinny's continual frustration with the air headed principals, or the future power dynamics of bimbo-normy stratification. It's hard to gauge interest in things like that, and I'd be going off-book, as they'd have only loose connections to Annon's stuff. I don't know how that would go over.
That's more or less the gist of it. Thanks for taking the time to draw attention to the Body Snatchers bit though; it made my day.
You. Just finished reading all the stories. You're awesome.
I understand. I've seen people try and go off the reservation, make their smutty stories have a little more story, and end up having people just shout for more sex and stuff. Eh.
Keep on keepin' on. Despite my criticisms, I still like what I've read. It's become more interesting with the vibe it's gotten in the last few parts, and I'm wondering where the Trixie stuff will go. Idk, anyone who's been on /d/ has read the same stories over and over, so the first few stories were a bit trite, but it's getting interesting.
Have a good day and all.
Imagine Trixie being bimbofied but still finding what's going on out of place. Though her increased libido will just make her more and more not caring like Celestia and Luna. *shrugs*
It happens when the cast gets larger. The hope is that once the Trixie episode ends there can be some more room to focus on the intergroup conflict among the bimbos. Hopefully I didn't scare you off.
Thank you both (and everyone else) for your time.
This takes me back to the early days of humanized ponies. The consensus back then was that Trixie had huge tits which she constantly flaunted.
Some people wanted them to be huge FAKE tits, but there wasn't as much agreement on that.
>Trixie has great magic for stage shows, and is a major show off
>Twilight has great magic in general, but doesn't show off
>Trixie has large fake tits, and constantly flaunts them
>Twilight has large real tits, but doesn't want to draw attention to them
>Trixie's tits are technically bigger but contain no milk to lactate
>Twilight's tits are still large, not as big as Trixie's but contain milk
useful for breastfeeding giant starbears
oh also hey everyone I'm gonna try and wrap up 'Chapter 2' tonight
>The look on Sultry's face tells you straight away that she KNOWS what you mean
>she's not your innocent naive little pony now
>Your pants have already been off, so she wastes no time planting her two ginormous crotchtits on your dick
>And you waste no time titfucking her
>In and out your cock goes between her two lumps, and as you get more aroused and as she comes steadily closer to lactating from them you notice that she's trying to keep the blank stare
>U-Unf you came already
>God damn it
>"Aaa~" she squeals. "M-more..."
>You keep thrusting your skeleton-bone dick into her horsebreasts, and she becomes more and more aroused. Soon enough you see a wetness form around her nipples
>"Ahhhhh~ Nonny, I'm gonna...gonna...aaaaaah~ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~"
>And she simultaneously lactated and came with the force of a thousand moons
>and you came a second time as she did that.
>Your eyes roll to the back of your head as exhaustion settles in..
>Then, you try and make the effort to get back up and look at the clock.
"Ahhhhh...well, Sultry. It's that time."
>She looked at the clock.
>"Ohhhhhh, like, it's time for you to, um, go."
>You get up and put your clothes back on. You are gonna need a goddamn shower when you get back.
>"Bye-bye, Anon! It was totally nice to see you again!"
>"If you wanna, like, hang out again, I can like, see if I can try."
>You walked out of her room, walked to the nearest bathroom, and took a piss.
>Then, once bathroom duties were over, you started walking back on the streets of Manehattan to head back towards the hotel...
>On this particular night you happen to be Lady's Player.
>And it's upon a midday summer's heat that you are discussing things with your boss.
>About your resident dedicated worker and her patron.
>"About Su-Su. You're telling me that she's falling in love with this Anon person."
"Indeed. She spoke to me on the morning about the gentlecolt- or gentle-human, I should say. To paraphrase, she was enamored by his glowing radiance and how he was 'the' one for her. In a word, attached."
>He sighed as he pondered this context. "I know she's been here for years, and I'm fine with how attracted she is to Anon, but first, as a businesscolt I'm concerned with how this will affect our services if she keeps buying sessions with him."
>That was indeed true. To wit, she had spent 70 bits on a three hour session with Anonymous just last night; the night before she bought a three-act session with him.
>Today, she had bought another three-hour session.
>There had to be a line drawn in the ground at some point.
"Quite. Her spending on personal interests has spiked within the past two days. But do you think it's time?"
>"Err...maybe. I'm just worried she's gonna do something over-the-top stupid."
"If I may, she seemed genuinely attracted to Master Anonymous, as opposed to, pardon my Fancy, attracted for the dick. I feel like she may perhaps make the decision to extend her relationship beyond appointments, in which case I will fully support her decision should she make up her mind."
>He sighed. Perhaps he was starting to get what you were implicitly telling him?
>"Again, I don't want her making stupid decisions, but you may be right. Though, she's gotta make up her mind before he goes back to Ponyville."
"A quick talk with Anonymous tomorrow, then?"
>Then it was settled.
"I'll call Anon and let him know about both tonight's appointment and tomorrow's meeting."
pretty sure it's coming out piece by piece. We're all waiting for it.
btw, doxy's lips are usual cray, but they work here for some reason.
I don't mind.
Got one. Still only see a single page.
At least I don't have to deal with the spoilers anymore. I can thank you for that.
Jesus tapdancin' christ, why's this thread on page 8?
Can't focus on writing something long, so opting for something short. Provide bimbo(s) (no more than three). Prompt is open as well, for those who are inclined.
>tfw the story is now jumping all over the place
Sure, I can do something like that.
So I wrote one, finished it, then realized it gave away a lot, characterized Pinkie poorly, and that I might want to use big chunks of it in the future. So I wrote another, and ended up doing a 'bad' end.
[Bad Ends] are made for laughs, fun, and feelings. I apologize for nothing, and only wish I could do more of them.
>the bimbo fetish is finally gaining steam
This makes me really damn happy.
people already write characters OOC in fanfic all the time. They change their relationships, they change their orientations, things like that.
Generally when I think of the sex life of a character on a show or in a story where it's not explicitly mentioned I think of something pretty vanilla. So for me Twilight deciding to be slutty is actually way more OOC than a spell making her act that way.
now personally the mental changes in these stories have gone farther than I expected based on the pics, not the first time that's happened, see the Fall of Equestria series.
So, you fucks still get hard for humans or is this just the result of muh hiatus.
Shall we do another request tonight?
Suggest a bimbo (one to three) to follow or interact or, if you're inclined, a prompt. I'll try to make it more in-depth than what resulted last night.
One to three? How about the CMC at Rarity's.
"Why are we doing this again?" Sweetie Belle sighs, squirming in the seat as her friends fuss over her. Applebloom toys with her hair a moment longer before clicking her tongue in satisfaction and grinning.
"Well, your sister has a whole lot of make-up to choose from; really high quality stuff too!"
Sweetie pouts, even as Scootaloo begins putting foundation down on her face. "But why me? Why aren't we giving Scootaloo or you a makeover?"
"No offense Sweetie," the spunky-haired speedster grins, turning her attention to the veritable mountain of mascara, "but do you remember the talent show?"
"That was one time!" the indignant girl squeaks, earning a shake of the head from her red-haired friend.
"Scootaloo just means that it's hard to work on yourself." Moving behind her friend, Applebloom places herself cheek to cheek with the curly haired bimbette. Reaching up, she cups Sweetie's chest and gives a longing sigh. "You developed the most out of the three of us, so I'm sure we can make you into a real knockout with a little TLC."
Gulping, Sweetie resists the urge to coax her nipples down into the gentle but firm touches of her friend.
"Y-you think?" she finally asks, biting her lip as Scootaloo turns back around and leans in with a suitably loaded wand.
"Yup," the short-haired girl nods before setting to work. "We'll probably have to beat the high school boys off you with a stick when we're done."
A delighted squeal escapes the back of Sweetie's throat at the thought. Applebloom laughs and then leans in to watch the purple haired girl work.
"You're really good at that," she mutters. "I never would have figured."
"Flat girls don't draw much attention," Scootaloo says, referring back to her old frame with a smirk. "A nice accent to personal appearance can go a long way, but I don't get much of a chance to go full on super-slut like with Sweetie here."
"Shush you," Scootaloo scowls and places her hand under her friend's chin as she works. "I'm trying to do art here. AB, could you find that outfit we talked about?"
The redhead nods as Sweetie continues to scowl and squirm a little in protest. In the absolutely massive closet, Applebloom clicks her tongue a few times as she rummages through rack after rack of clothes.
There's no way that Sweetie could hope to fit into her sister's cup size, but the underwear is a different story. After finding a suitably lacy pair of red panties, Applebloom grabs the rest of the outfit and scuttles back out before setting to work herself.
Sweetie squeaks in protest, gasps and even a few giggles escaping her throat as her friends work her over. Being waited on, in truth, was a wonderful experience, one that she wouldn't trade for the world. But after a quick undressing, and a slow redressing, she finally feels the probing, groping hands of Applebloom leave her body. A few seconds later, Scootaloo stops her work as well.
"All right," the girls say in unison. "Open your eyes."
The confused Sweetie, quite unsure of when she had closed them, does exactly as she's told. An anxious tightness makes itself known in her belly, but only until she catches sight of her reflection.
Super-slut might have been an understatement. The bimbette in the mirror stares out at the three girls, her sizable chest working hard to hold up a single strap black crop top. Compared to her pale skin, the top accents and hugs itself close to her body, revealing only a thin strip of her belly before the eye catching red panties peek out around her hips.
Hot and eye-catching, the almost see-through fabric dips down quickly into the snug, charcoal-grey yoga capris. Sitting up a little, Sweetie turns her lower body in profile and giggles as she sees the tight fabric frame her still growing hips and backside.
"It's a little loose, but it's nice," she admits, wiggling her bottom from side to side before sitting back down and turning her attention to her face.
While certainly not on the same level as her sister, Scootaloo certainly has a better grasp on makeup than Sweetie. Fat and thick, but still distinct, lashes arc out from her eye lids, and when combined with the dark, earthy-colored eyeshadow, her green eyes all but glow with vibrant life.
The heavy dusting of blush is a little much for the curly-haired bimbette, but it does serve the purpose of making her look like a hungry, needy girl. Sweetie clenches her thighs together at the sight, a shaky breath escaping her lungs as Scootaloo places a hand on her shoulder.
"Now if that doesn't scream 'take me to bed right now', I don't know what will," she grins, placing a finger next to her friend's lips. Sweetie gulps, admiring the almost too-red lip plumper that Scootaloo had chosen. Pursing the swollen skin a few times, the young girl squirms in her seat.
"I look like I could suck off an entire JV team without breaking a sweat," she giggles, earning similar sounds from her friends. Reaching up, Sweetie hugs her friends close and smiles. "Thanks girls. Now it's my turn, right?"
The cheerful atmosphere dissipates in an instant. Applebloom and Scootaloo exchange looks, as if engaging in a silent argument while Sweetie smiles.
"Oh come on, it'll be fun," she adds, reaching for the gaudiest metallic eyeshadow she can find. "I promise..."
The two Crusaders gulp, dreading the coming makeover.
The implied band sizes in that image bother me
Also, appreciated. Maybe I'll be able to get around to doing them properly soon enough.
Thanks, but take your time. I know you still have this whole Trixie agenda to take care of.
Nice dubs, but it's good to have more bodies. Any thoughts thrown around are good too tho.
I was kind of hoping he'd keep the socks, but that's still p. good.
>Mrs. Cake will never get a bad end
>she will never turn the main girls into MILFy bimbos against their will
>they'll never come to love her for it
Life is a little depressing sometimes.
It's-It's not like I want to go down on you or anything... baka!
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Surely we have not been forgotten
Doxy may be a good artist, but this particular story is so badly written and scripted that it's actually offensive to the senses.
You'd think Doxy woulda learned a thing or two after working with InCase on PrismGirls
Gotta keep your reps up, Anon. You want to leave them a blubbering, cross-eyed mess, right?
Don't get the wrong idea, It's not like unzipping your pants right now excites me or anything.
> It's not like having your big fat cock pumping up my womb makes me cu-cum or anything... Oh fuck!
>Like, Mister Anonymous, I need your help! Don't tell anyone else, but... *giggle*
I'm in heat and I really, really, REALLY need your dick in me.
>Luna comes back from the moon
>Her english is terrible, and sounds just like your comment
>Endured 1,000 years of unsatisfied heat
>Nightmare Vag wants all your men, specifically the virgin studs
>Wondering why Rarity has summoned you to the boutique, you take your time heading to her establishment.
>It's not as if you want to keep a lady waiting, but it was a rare occasion that you'd be seen in her realm of haute couture.
>As you cross the threshold, the charming little bell clangs a few times and you hear the rustling of fabrics punctuated by a cheerful greeting.
>"Like, just a second!"
>You snicker to yourself and thrust your hands in your pockets as you glance around the entryway.
>She's really done the place up in Parisian style.
>Maybe to lend to her creativity.
>With your back turned, she giggles as she creeps up behind you.
>You're aware of her presence, but you're willing to play along.
>She covers your eyes with her hands and you immediately feel her completely immodest chest pressing into your back.
>"Guess who, darling? Teehee!"
"Sounds like a beautiful girl to me. The most beautiful one in the world, maybe."
>She scoffs and sounds disappointed.
"Okay, THE most beautiful."
>She removes her hands, squeals, and wraps her arms around you, those incredibly luscious pillows squishing against your scapulae.
>You clear your throat and adjust to the sudden tightness in your slacks.
>Normally she's only this playful if...
"Good to see you again, miss Rarity.
>"Miss Rarity? Like, please, Anon, we're, like, besties! You don't need to be so uptight with me."
>Grabbing your hand, she starts to lead you deeper into the boutique.
"Okay, Rarity, why did you call me today?"
>Stopping to think, she puts a finger to her temple and breathes a long 'uhh' before pointing up.
>"Oh yeah! I totally made you a new suit to try on!"
"For me? You shouldn't have."
>"I totally did! I promise you'll like it!"
>She glances around for a second and then seems to grab some articles at random.
>"Like, go in the fitting room and try these on. I made a few different ones and I want to see them all."
>Perplexed, you meander into the fitting room and start to undress.
>It was best not to argue with Rarity when she got into creative mode, so here you went.
>You could still hear her tittering to herself in the other room, and the sound of fabric being tossed about.
>Just as you got completely stripped down to your unmentionables, you can hear the curtain being drawn.
>"Oh, looks like I'm just in time, darling."
>Biting her lip, Rarity sizes you up and down.
>Taking an extra long glance at the slight bulge from earlier, she licks her lips.
>Her heaving breasts press towards you as she advances into the room, closing the curtain behind you.
>"Let's make this an extra special fitting session..."
Nice stuff, anon. Youre good people
>Me? Spend time with you?
>Like, every time we're alone together, all we do is have sex.
>And every time we have sex, I can feel a little bit more of myself slip away.
>Huh, I'm drooling a little?
>See? I totally wouldn't be doing that a week ago!
>Every time I suck you off, I feel my lips g-get bigger... 'n, 'n softer.
>My titties have gone all huge too.
>I look like some super bimbo.
>W-who would want that!?
>Ah, d-don't unzip in front of me, I don't, I don't wanna see it.
>N-no, it doesn't look delicious...
>Well, maybe one blowjob couldn't hurt...
>My whole body's gone numb.
>Too much, too much spunk.
>I'm totally drowning in it right now.
>I hate you.
>You did this to me
>You made me like this.
>Ah, don't pull away!
>Y-you like it when I rub my face here, right?
>Mm, they're so swollen.
>D-don't make me say it...
>P-please, let me choke on y-your dick...
>I hate you...mmf... s-so much...
because someone will ask
I love you, man.
Annon posted a new bimbo pic... Dat hair tho...
You actually don't need an account.
In the top right corner, there's a button, Filters (standard). Click that, then click the Use Filter button for Everything.
Bam, suddenly derpibooru has pron all over the fucking place.
Okay so, just found this on derpibooru. Gonna copy paste the comment section.
> It had taken two years for them to get to this state.Spike didn’t regret one bit of what he did. All the girls didn’t leave unhappy after all. Most of their mind were drained enough for them not to care much.
Rainbow had been his first subject. He started small putting a light amount conditioning in music he uploaded to a Mp Player. Giving it to latina as a gift. Slowly she became addicted to hypnosis and the thought of brainwashing.
> He came to her when he felt the time was right and offered to sate her growing fetish. She would sit for hours in the basement of the libary happly staring into screens as Spike shaped her mind to his wims.
> Eventally snaring all of her friends with her one by one. She shaped her body for him with a almost fantical abandonment of fitness and sexual fevor. Rainbow Dash didn’t change much with her perspective. She still addicted to hypnosis and looks forward to having more of her mind bent.
> She calls her self "RJ" or Rainbow Jiggle.
> Subject : Rainbow Dash (Rj, Rainbow Jiggle)
> Nationality: Brazilian
> Occupation: Gym Trainer, Stripper, Former Meteorologist
> Fetishes : Brainwashing Bimbofication, Anal, exhibitionist, Glory hole, and anything that involes her ass.
> Mindset: Athletic Bimbo that focuses on her workouts