Being the Bitch I can be.

 December 31, 2021. 

I am the center of an orgy. Or a foursome...or however it is that delineation is determined. The cock sawing in and out of my pussy twitches and lights up my core with a tremulous heat of passion. The cum provides more lubrication for the next cock that I’ll accept inside me. And I am in ecstasy. 

Every thrust in and out of my body sends ripples along my core, my tits bouncing as his hips meet mine and my songs of praise only muffled by the cock held in my mouth.  

Somewhere, I am acutely aware that I’ve only had a pussy since christmas.

January 1, 2021. 

I bought a journal today from a thrift shop. With it I hope to improve myself over the next several days. I write at the first pages one goal “Be the Best I can be” 

November 1, 2021

This I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve taken it up the ass at this glory hole. My muscles go wild as I flex my ass around the strangers meat, in appreciation I hear him grunt and in spite of the clear sounds of attempted restraint I feel the head of his cock swell and squirt the contents into my lubed hole. 

With a sigh as I feel it leave I smugly grin. I’m absolutely in love with cock 

January 2nd, 2021

After my first time running, I go back to the journal and read the planned goals I’d had to remind myself of what I was striving for. “Be the bitch I can be” I don’t remember writing that. I slash a line through it and write best above it. 

I go to bed horny, and my head is full of wet dreams for the first time in years. 

December 25, 2021. 

My cock had been shrinking away, and I should have been scared but given the changes that had built to this point the only proper reaction I have is to spend my entire christmas morning at home fingering myself. 

Two hours I decide to call an old drinking buddy of mine. I didn’t use my name, “Daisy” is what I tell him my name is. And in 45 minutes he’s at my place, 10 minutes of him entering the door we’ve ripped away our clothes and I am reveling in the feeling of another mans cock in my cunt for the first time. 

It doesn’t dawn on me until the very next morning that I can’t call myself a man again. 

February 14th, 2021

I’ve been shedding pounds like crazy everywhere except my ass. I’m wondering if I should buy some weights to try and build muscle. 

Compulsively at the store I bought lipstick. When I wear it privately in my apartment it causes a stirring in my loins that soil my underwear with how much my cock leaks in excitement. I endeavour to buy more makeup.

October 31, 2021 

The halloween party at work has finally allowed me to let loose in more ways than one. Walking around my coworkers with how big my tits have gotten is liberating and makes my body vibrate with arousal, the odd comment that “those look real.” They have no idea. 

I coax my supervisors husband into a backroom to show him how real they are. She finds me giving him the best titjob of his life. I am given my walking paper the next day. 

March 15th, 2021. 

Despite the weight lifting and the jogging I still hold weight in my ass, and my hips have been much more noticable. On the brightside. My stomach is toned and I look hot as hell shirtless. Though, my pecs look swollen a lot lately. 

I’ve noticed my porn preferences have changed in the past weeks, and I’m watching a lot of blowjob videos. 

January 3, 2021 

It’s like I never changed the words in the journal. Fuck it. I decide to just leave it be, I write in a following page how I wish to be hotter, more attractive, and more open to new things. 

April 1st 2021

I break up with my girlfriend. She thinks it’s a joke. She was holding me back and making all sorts of comments about how I’d been carrying my weight and was starting to look “weird” she didn’t ever properly explain how I look weird. She’s jealous. 

April 31 2021 

The both of us are kissing as if we’re dying of thirst. The sexual tension between my best friend Connor and I finally goes off like a powder keg. He’d been watching me, and staring at my ass and my face. I realise how cute he is, and the bulge in his pants causes me to feel hungry in a strange way that I’ve only felt watching porn. 

I decided to see how far I can push and now I’ve found the line. 

His cock is the first of many I would eagerly slurp throughout the year

Septemper 10 2021

I’ve outgrown my third bra and am firmly reaching C-cup territory. I feel proud, everyone is going to stare at me next time I go to the grocery store, my groin throbs excitedly as I think about how much more of me there’s going to be to grope next time I go to the nightclub. 

May 19 2021

Connor grunts as I groan with excitement, he’s finally willing to try fucking me like he does his girlfriend. There’s a thrill I get in having him to myself like this. I’d never thought I’d ever take it up the ass but it hurts in a way that makes me feel submissive. But I’m in control. It’s Connors secret that he’s fucking his best mate. I’m happily single and nothing will happen to me if we’re found out. 

June 19th. 

Connor never said he’d started dating my ex girlfriend. Instead of disgusted I can only smirk when she finds us together. I break her heart twice and only feel that sensation of his cock inside me making me feel delightfully whole. 

November 8 2020 

My cock is an inch shorter than it was a few months back. I barely use it seeing as I get fucked in the ass so much. I don’t think much of it aside from a small flash of embarrassment. But at least I’ll fit inside my thong better. 

May 29, 2021 

I don’t know this man's name. I never asked. But the way he looks at me I know he wants me. I don’t even care that his girl is glaring daggers at me. 

Before the night is over I’m in a bathroom, bent over and taking his cock up my ass, my moans drowned out by the hard bass playing over the night clubs speakers 

May 1, 2021

I can't deny it now I have tits. They bounce when I run, my nipples point out through most of my clothing. The idea of people seeing them gives me a moment's pause and I contemplate stopping everything and going to see a doctor. The thought is instantly dashed as Connor walks by and gives my ass a slap, and I chase him to give him some of his own medicine.  

March 28th

I’ve become an expert at make up and haven’t needed to shave since the start of the year, My hair is growing out longer and softer than I thought it ever could.  I don’t question it at all, in fact I’m wanting to test the waters and see how I look in a dress. A moment of disappointment at the thought that I might not have the right chest to fill it out. 

The idea thrills me as I jerk off before bed. 

August 31, 2021

Connor found my phone and all the dick pics I’ve gotten on my instagram. I tell him we were never dating in the first place so I don’t know why he’s so mad about it. I can’t stop myself from smiling in spite of how angry he is. 

In a week's time he’s back in my apartment showering me with gifts. Poor thing. 

October 5, 2021 

It’s taken more effort to look like a man now, and my tits are next to impossible to hide with out a binder or something.  the only masculine outfits I keep are clothes for my office job. I’m thinking of quitting, but I’m going to tough it out just long enough to make it to the Halloween party, I’m planning to knock everyones socks off with the naughty ouftir I plan to wear, and maybe one lucky guys pants. 

January 1, 2021 

I find the leather bound journal in the thrift shop, and inspite of it looking ragged and well used it’s a dollar and I’d been thinking of how to improve myself for the following year. 

For an instant it looks like it’s full of writing, but upon flicking through the pages the journal is empty. I decided to buy it to start my new year trying to be the best I can be. 

December 31, 2021 

Me and my lovers are lounging around the couch naked, watching the clock as it ticks down to zero. I’m idly rubbing the ballsack of one of them and smiling. I’m a complete slut now and I love it, The clock strikes 0 and I smile as I’m compelled to look into my journal, reading the entries and all the details I’ve written, lookingat the first entries and how I was, and feel my pussy heat up again thinking about how I’m the polar opposite of the silly boy who opened this book 365 days ago. 

A strange thought tells me I should return it to the thrift shop in the morning, this journal may be of use to someone else for the next year.  Though it will definitely be later in the day...I got so many more cocks to use and I wanna get fucked so hard I pass out knowing that I’ve become the bitch I can be.