The seventeenth day of Christmas

I really don't want to get up. But I must. I have to do yoga, then put on some clothes, get my items and gift and head over to Mr Finch. I HATE that I feel so giddy right now. My lack of stress leaves more room for other feelings and stuff. I don't know. I just feel weird. I won't be back to talk to you until after. I'll see you later I guess.

I FUCKING HATE MR FINCH. When I came over, he right off the bat told me to get naked. NAKED. I may have sucked him off that one time, but like, for him to see my WHOLE BODY? More than him, I hated how much it turned me on. How I LOVED to see the lustrous look in his eyes when he had me strip for him. My heart was beating a thousand beats per minute? Is that, like, a lot? I don't know. Anyways. He then told me to use the magical items to get a cheerleader uniform and ponytail. He said he'd always wanted to fuck a cheerleader.. If I could, I would've spat in his face. Sick fuck probably would've gotten even more turned on~.. Uhm. Right. So I did the thingie, and like my bracelet turned into this uniform, and then my hair did the stuff and suddenly it was in a ponytail.

After he'd looked at me for what felt like foreeeever he asked me, no, ordered me to open my gift. It was another bottle, but the water was totally blue instead of pink!

I drank the whole thing "like a good little girl" and then we just waited. He said he liked to watch. I didn't understand it at the time, but when my chest started expanding I knew what he meant. It grew, and it grew, and it grew. Now I have, like, huge fucking titties! Just look! Hold on. I'll take a photo real quick.

I look like a total cheerleader slut! If Brett saw me like this.. I don't even know if I can face him looking like this. Not to mention, none of my clothes will fit over these mounds! I'll have to use the magic thingie every day until Christmas now, just to have something to wear! Finch even told me he LOVED girls who wore short skirts, so I guess I'll be wearing a lot of those now.. He actually sent me a list of outfits he would like me to wear, so I don't even have a say anymore. My body is already shaped in his image, now even my clothes aren't mine to decide anymore.

Oh, did I mention that he fucked me?! Yea. Not in the pussy though. No, he didn't want me to be preggers or anything, so he just did it in my ass. I've never let anyone in there, ever! Swear! Not even Brett. It hurt soo much. But it was also kinda good. Like, not because it felt good, but because it was Mr Finch taking my butt virginity.

I've, like, got to go. I have to pick up the next present and then I'll probably cry in the shower for an hour.