Today was like the polar opposite of yesterday, istg.

Started out not so great, with very unrestful sleep. I woke up in the morning and I was DEAD. Didn’t even try to get up for another hour. My bf cuddled with me, which was really sweet tho.

After waking up and having breakfast, I did my E shot, as I do every three days. Hurt more than usual today for some reason, but I’ll still get my levels.

And, at around noon, I went to the bathroom. Without getting into it too much, I need lots of preparation for fun times with my bf, because I am, unfortunately, still pre-op 😔. Also I’m a massive clean freak.
Today was not my day. I spent literally 5+ hours in there, fortunately I was successful in the end.

I really needed to clear my head after that. I decided to go for a walk. So, I got dressed, made sure to take care of my hair, put on some nice deodorant and went for a short stroll. Alone, without my bf, and, for the first time, not boymoding.

It was a little late, but not that dark. There were still plenty of people outside. Some passed by me really close. But, for the first time…I felt like I could breathe in public freely? My anxiety was almost completely gone (that might have been because of my terrible habit, kratom, of which I had a teaspoon before leaving).

I felt good about myself for once. Honestly, I really did. People passed me by. Men, women, couples…they didn’t give me any strange looks. They actually didn’t pay me much attention at all. It surprised me in the best way. It was almost like…I was a completely ordinary city girl?
I honestly couldn’t believe it.

And so, because I was having a good time, I took a longer route. Literally for the first time in my life, I didn’t rush anywhere. I wasn’t walking super quickly, out of breath, desperate to get away from all the people. I was walking slowly, with more confidence than usual, calm with every step I took. I let my hips sway freely while walking. I didn’t care what anyone thought. I felt good outside. I was enjoying being in public.

When I got home, I told my bf. He was proud of me: with my anxiety, I barely ever leave the house and I still boymode. He hugged me tight and we started making out. We “celebrated” in our own special way…

NSFW

Okay, listen. Even though this is marked as a spoiler and is clearly titled NSFW, I went places here 😆. Read at your own risk!

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He started undoing my jorts while still making out with me. I had to help him a bit 😆
Once those were gone, he gently made me lean face-first against the wall, unrolled my top, revealing my breasts and removed my panties. And then he had me…
Roughly, against the wall, just how I like it (when I’m in the mood for that). It was the perfect reward for me after a day like that. Him, whispering hot, dirty words into my ear and calling me his good girl while thrusting into me from behind…

Halfway through, we decided to change positions. He bent me over on the bed and had his way with me, roughly yet lovingly. We fucked like wild animals.
His hands on my hips, occasionally groping one of my breasts. Feeling him inside, fucking me senseless…I couldn’t even think straight lol. I didn’t even try to keep the moans inside.
God, I love it when he finishes inside of me doggystyle, when he marks me as his. I can feel all of it. It’s so incredibly hot. I love it when he tries his best to get me pregnant. I love him so much ❤️

Then we had dinner together and cuddled some more.
Today really was the opposite of yesterday. It started quite badly, but ended in the best way possible.
It really did feel like I just lived a day in the life of an ordinary city girl. And I absolutely loved it.

Girls, there is hope. There is happiness in life. I didn’t believe it, but I’m slowly starting to. Don’t lose hope and never stop being yourselves. I love you all, keep being your awesome selves 🩷