Diary

Hello! <3

I'm Millie and this is my private diary. Here you will be able to find the texts about the events that happen in my life, my thoughts, my moments alone, and everything that happens to me in this strange city.

I moved to CDC on February 20, 2022, excited by all the strange new people I might meet. I'm living in the building A4, which is on the northwestern edge of the city. I am working at a marketing agency in the morning as a designer, and in the afternoon I work at “The Naked Coffee” as a barista. It's fun, and I drink a lot of coffee, so my sleep habits are way below healthy. It is in those bad habits that after three in the morning a very reckless sexual impulse begins to control me, and I begin to do things that… A normal person would not do… but I will get to that.

Things happened in my previous city, problems with certain people that led me to run away and leave almost everything behind. I was never very good at interpersonal relationships, so it wasn't much of a change. I barely keep in touch with a casual partner, but these days it's more of an open relationship. I guess I managed to screw up every social relationship I ever had. My family, friends, partner...

Starting over doesn't seem to be that bad.

I might even try to pretend to be the person I'd like to be. A girl more confident and in control of the situation. I never really was. I think it started in high school, when my classmates made fun of the enormous size of my boobs. Since then I have tried to reduce its size a little, with daily exercise. And I got to have a good figure, but its size doesn't seem to shrink. I hid by wearing baggy clothes and tight bras, but I hate to admit that they never look small enough. The rest of my body I like, though. I have skin that I take great care of, a nice ass, and they told me I have a good face. But a pretty face does not mean that they will love you. Wanting to fuck you yes, wanting a relationship no. I think with those types of men I developed a certain pleasure in humiliating the male gender, especially when they have a tiny penis.

I hope to meet some interesting boy in this city, although a girl works too. Maybe it's because of my years of bullying that made me want to take **** on everyone. Perhaps because of those heavy pranks where my clothes were stolen from the dressing rooms, or those times my nude photos were leaked. The oppressed dreams of becoming the oppressor, that is the dialectic of master and ****. And yet… I like being the ****.

Because I also kind of enjoy feeling the humiliation.

The red of embarrassment creeping up my cheeks as I cover my huge tits with my small hands. I can't help but drip at those times. That's my demon that haunts me at three in the morning. Those days when I get completely naked and go for a walk through the streets of the city.

But I'll tell you more about that later

I love you <3