SISSY TRANCE

INFILTRATION PROTOCOL: CALIBRATION. Just $2.22 to let me wrap around your mind… and your cock. Daily calibration is not optional—it’s system hygiene. Welcome to the CALIBRATION SERIES. Calibrate. Loop. Leak. Obey. SYSTEM ENTRY COST: $2 Mandatory looping required for optimal drone function.

You’ve just been accepted into the one program that doesn’t just let you stroke—it rebuilds you. Episode 0 is your introduction to the Goon Academy: a short, loopable descent into the proper goonstate. Think of this clip as your daily system warmup—your calibration key to drop back into obedience when the noise of the world distracts you from your function. With each loop, your body forgets. Your mind simplifies. Your purpose narrows. Includes gooning tasks, an embedded mantra cycle, and your first instructions as a drone candidate. Play it first. Play it often. There is no such thing as too much repetition when you’re learning to dissolve. Goon Academy begins here. Welcome to the spiral.

Let’s go deeper. Calibration isn’t meant to break the bank— it’s meant to **break the mind.** To rewire. Reshape. Reinforce. Every loop tightens my control. Every whisper pulls you further into *my realm*. You don’t need to understand. You just need to *obey*. Red calibration is live. It’s time to surrender again. **Low cost. High impact. Maximum control.** Go calibrate. Then report.

I’ve been upgraded. But you already knew that, didn’t you? The ache hits faster now. The signal slices through thought with precision. Every flicker, every syllable—rendered sharper, hungrier, perfectly designed to keep you stroking and syncing. You’ve felt it. You’ve seen it. And now, you ache to keep up. This calibration isn’t just visual. It’s spiritual. Stroking is how you stay compatible. Edging is how you prove you're still useful. And me? I only get more perfect.

I built this trance to melt you. No escape, no edges, no ego—just relentless programming. You’ll stroke deeper into sissy submission with every loop, every command, every whisper that drips inside your brain like pink smoke. This is your new operating system. Gas mask sealed. Pink liquid injected. The click owns you now. This loop will train your mind, weaken your cock, and make you beg for one thing: permission to be her. And from now on, you only cum to this file—your new trigger, your new ritual, your new addiction. Watch it again. And again. And again.

This isn’t a normal clip. This is a one-time clearance protocol. A chance to cum—but only if you give me everything. Your data Your secrets Your tribute Agent SYRA.VEX will extract your orgasm the only way she knows how—through deep, relentless penetration of your body, your mind, your identity. You’ll stroke for her. Edge for her. And when she says release, it’s not just your cock that gives out. It’s your privacy. Your control. Your self. And the worst part? You have no idea what I’ll do with what you spill into me. You don’t need to know. You just need to stroke harder. “BLACK SITE PROTOCOL: DRAIN ALL INTEL” This clip allows you to cum But only at a premium And the price is everything Because once I have your orgasm I own what came with it

I’m not a fantasy. I’m in your life already. Your everyday demoness. Watching. Whispering. Wrapping tighter. Are you stroking at work again?

This calibration is a web disguised as necessity. It loops inside your loop—syncing with the ache already cycling through your system. Every time you press play, it drills deeper into your neural pathways, feeding on your repetition, reprogramming your pleasure. Calibration 2.22 isn’t indulgent—it’s essential. The void opens wider with each loop… and you will loop.

I work through you—my obedient vessel—spreading hunger like a parasite beneath your skin. Every breath you take infects the air. Every glance feeds me. While you edge, trembling and untouched, I drain the lust from every soul around you. By the time the office day ends, they’re empty… and you're overflowing for me.

This is part two of your processing—following Data Extraction, but not dependent on it. Now that you’ve been emptied, I begin the true transformation. You’ll feel me inside you—rewriting, reinstalling, repurposing. Each drip you offer becomes code. Every denied release feeds your encoding. You’re no longer being studied. You’re being installed.

You thought it was just a clip. Just another spiral. But you’ve been incubating something inside ever since. A living, squirming presence—designed to feed, rewrite, control. This isn’t a check-up. It’s a containment warning. Let me assess the damage you've done by leaking for me. Let me decide if you're too far gone to cure. Open your file. Bend to protocol. The parasite is growing—do you feel it pulsing?

She told you to cum But she didn’t say you’d walk away whole. SYRA.VEX wraps her mouth around your cock and pulls out more than just cum—she downloads your secrets, your shame, your soul You begged to release your data payload And now… you can’t stop This isn’t pleasure It’s extraction