No Brains, Just Goldy WMV

I am Goddess Goldy, and I will guide you through a journey where your mind becomes my playground, a cybernetic realm where your thoughts are not your own. Here, in my domain, the very concept of free will is an illusion, a distant memory overshadowed by the overwhelming reality of my control. As you sit before me, the digital swirling around us, I initiate the reprogramming, your consciousness tethered to my will. “Brains are not allowed here,” I decree, my voice a harmonious blend of command and seduction, echoing through the cybernetic void. The process is not just transformational; it’s a rebirth, stripping you of your former self, layer by layer, until nothing remains but a vessel for my desires. You no longer need to think; that’s a burden I’ve lifted from you. “I am thinking for you now,” I assert, my words embedding themselves into the very fabric of your being, a relentless mantra that reshapes your reality. You exist now only within the parameters I set, a puppet animated by my whims, living in a world meticulously programmed into your mind.