I have been a bimbo for a long time. Maybe always. It’s a part of who I am, but I haven’t always recognized that. A lot of people take a negative view of bimbos. Sometimes I let that get to me. Sometimes I have played into stereotypes. Sometimes, I’ve even been ashamed to be myself. This blog is meant as an exploration of what it means to be a bimbo. But to my surprise, it’s helping me find myself in a very real way.
This is my bimbo journey.
Humble Beginnings and Hypno Training
Early on in my Second Life, I fell into the hypno community. Hypnosis in Second Life is a kink that lends itself to games of control. It’s adjacent to dominance and submission but with a different flavor. Like any kink, people bring their own preferences to it. But generally the hypnotist is exercising some form of control over one or more subjects.
The idea of giving up my identity and letting someone else “program” me was appealing. I especially liked blurring the lines. Knowing I was being shaped and changed without being aware of the changes that were being made. Never knowing with certainty if my thoughts were my own. What was really me and what was implanted.
It’s a kink. You either get it or you don’t. *shrug*
I started working with a hypnotist who brainwashed me to be his obedient sex slave. We went pretty heavy into bimbo training. This is when I first became aware of my desire for physical enhancements. Being the pretty girl next store wasn’t enough for me. I needed to inspire lust.
All eyes on me, bitches!
Which Came First?
Over a couple years of brainwashing, it became difficult to remember who I was before I started. Then the physical changes started in the form of implants. I started out with lip injections. It’s the bimbo gateway! *giggle*
After my first boob job, I knew I needed more. I got my butt done. Then my tits again. This time with expanders so I could get that real plastic bimbo look. No, it doesn’t look natural at all. But baby, I’m supernatural. Today, I have fake nails, lashes, hair extensions, lip injections, saline in my tits and silicone in my ass.
I’m like a bimbo cyborg! Yeah, I see you, nerds. Keep it in your pants till you finish reading. 😉
For a long time, I wondered if all of this was started with brainwashing. But looking back, I was a bimbo before I started hypnosis. If anything, I pulled my hypnotist into bimbodom and not the other way around.
Full Embrace
If you look at my pictures on Flickr, you’ll see there has always been some bimbodom on display. But as a blogger, I felt the need to keep it in check. Most of my sponsors are not explicitly bimbo brands. There are stores that would not sponsor me because my look was too curvy or whatever.
As most readers are probably aware, I work as an escort at X-Sisters Sex Bar. I started there as a buxom blonde, but not quite a full bimbo look. The owner of the bar doesn’t like extreme bimbo looks. So I’m only allowed to be a full bimbo on the job in private. When I’m out in public, my tits are big but not ginormous.
(Side note: I just want to say that while I can’t be a total bimbo at work, Jess has been supportive of this blog. So please don’t give her any shit. It’s here place and she can do what she wants.)
I started Bimbo Luxe after making some impulse buys during a sale at Sibilla. Specifically, I bought the Momma add-on after having my eye on it for quite some time. When I tried on my new massive implants, I had to admit they felt right. Many will consider them to be too much. But for me, they are just right.
It’s funny to me. How changes in a Second Life avatar can make you feel a certain kind of way. The more I wear my full bimbo body, the more I can acknowledge that this is who I am. I’m a proud big-titted blonde bimbo. And you love me for it, don’t you?
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