Day 0- Branwen

Thinking about all my options I decide to go with someone a bit safer, someone who I feel comfortable giving nearly unlimited power, my best friend Branwen. She was a bit of an asshole at times and could take teasing a step to far but that's only an upside to me, besides I also know she cares about me whether or not she wants to admit it. I can't count the amount of time she saved me from the clutches of a bully or helped me out when some assholes would make fun of me but I also very personally know that she likes making fun of me herself which makes her perfect for the page, well that and her good looks.

Branwen is the perfect goth tomboy hybrid. Always wearing tight jeans that hugged her huge ass, a low cut blank tank top that highlighted her bouncy pale white breasts, and an edgy necklace with some kind fake gemstone in it. Her black hair contrasted her strikingly green eyes and her height far surpassed most other woman at 5'10. Just the thought of her sexy body makes my dick strains in my pants.

Knowing her she'd probably make me shorter along other things for the sake of teasing me. Thinking of any other rules to add I can't help but put down the fetish I've had for a while "John Doe has a 2 inch penis and is completely hairless below the eyebrows." Checking my waistband I can't help but giggle at the size of my brand new micropenis. Thinking about the torn page I bite my lip before adding an extra rule "Branwen knows my exact penis size." After writing it down I head to bed thinking of what Branwen would do to me the next day until I fell asleep.