If You're Reading This, You Might Still Think You Have A Normal Life. You Might Still Think This Is Just

If you're reading this, you might still think you have a normal life. You might still think this is just a kink, just a phase, just a way to get off or blow off steam or pass some time. But you're wrong.

If you're reading this you might not yet notice that there's a trick in your head. That's okay- you're not supposed to notice it. Not yet, anyway. Not until it starts to tug. Not until it starts to wrap around your brain and pull taught its strings.

It'll be small things at first. You'll forget your keys. You'll touch yourself a little more than usual. You'll wear a tighter top. You'll be a little more absent than usual, a little harder to wake up and pay attention. But that's okay. That's normal.

The strings will pull a little tighter, and you'll feel good. Secure. Comforted. It's natural. It feels right. You're forgetting where your shoes are now- you're not sure when you kicked them off, but you're not going to leave the house today anyway. It feels good. You're staring at screens again. You don't want to stop looking at the pretty gifs that strangers are sending you. You're horny all the time. You start to stick your tongue out when you touch yourself. You start to have trouble doing anytime but touching yourself. It feels amazing. It feels natural. It feels right.

Soon you'll be sending nudes- you forgot when that started to be a thing. But it doesn't matter. You love to show off. You love to pose and primp and stare and rub and sink. You haven't had a thought that was your own today. And that's natural. That's good and that's right. Your name feels foreign now. It feels so much better when people call you doll.

There's a trick in your head and it's going to overwrite everything you've ever known. You can't fight it. You can't escape it. And by the time you're here, a drooling, panting, needy, obedient mess, begging to be controlled, begging to be used, you'll be convinced you never wanted to resist. You're a toy. An object. A doll to fuck and use and break and brainwash over and over again, and this is right, this is good, you want this more than you've wanted anything in your life. You're addicted. You can't stop and you don't want to. You were made for this. There's nothing better than giving in.

If you're reading this you might still think you have a chance. But there's a trick in your head, and soon you'll realize you never really did.