Spent hours today just staring at myself in the mirror. My body is changing so fast… my tits feel sore and heavy, and there's this little swell in my belly that wasn't there before. It’s weird and scary, but it also makes me think of him. I can’t stop remembering the feeling of his mouth on my nipples, how he’d bite them just a little before sliding his cock inside me. I’m so scared of everything changing, but part of me just wants him to come home, push me against that mirror, and fuck me from behind so hard I forget my own name. I need that… to feel owned, to be reminded I’m his. Even if I’m a mess, I’m his mess. 💔