[ENTRY 27..✍]
My swollen and tender little breasts are telling me that I'm about to get my period. They hurt when I walk down the stairs so I have to grope them with each of my hands to keep them from bouncing as if they're so big. My sisters would often give me a 'what the fuck you doin' look when they catch me doing this.
"Can't you see that my enormous breasts are weighing me down?" I'd snap at them with a face ingrained with slight annoyance and utter seriousness. And then they'd break into frolic chortles of heavy mockery at my deluded exaggeration.
It's these times I revel more into the sight of my bare body in front the mirror because my small breasts are not so small anymore, having grown into just the right amount of size I deem suitably perfect for my petite, curvaceous figure. Ah, what a delight I am to a beast's eyes. At least there's some kind of compensation for the upcoming stomach cramps, heightened emotions, and bleeding vagina, eh? I suddenly feel like a werewolf but instead of transforming into a beast, I turn into a somewhat voluptuous slender woman during a certain period of every month. I so wish my butt grew in size, too. Lol. And my penis.
I joke, I joke. Ain't got one.
(To ride on.)
Haha. Bye.