I'm glad that if nothing else is going right I can be happy that hormones are giving me some fucking cake. Like, damn, I'm so caked up now, holy shit. I walk and my boobs bounce. I walk and my whole body bounces. I do a little adhd bouncies and my ass and tits jiggle like tiny water beds. I have to bite my tongue to sound less desperate than I actually am when I'm begging for my partner to touch me and smack my ass. How can I resist reaching for the constant sensation of my soft and squishy new body? That last line was about selfcest btw.














