Dear diary
The blue pills are bad news, bad bad news
Last night was so good, great even. Rob took the news well, really well. He said he always had a TF fetish he never dreamed he’d be able to act on and that he’d love me whatever I looked like but the changes to my body really did turn him on. I so needed to hear that, and I so need to him.
We took advantage of my parents being out; we rocked each other’s worlds for eight hours. Rob passed out once or twice but I kept going, I kind of went into a trance and couldn’t stop myself, only once I was finished and my heat faded was I able to sleep. And I was all “Thank god”, because I was so exhausted, I haven’t been able to sleep since last night when my heat started. But I took one of the blue gummies before I zonked out.
Big mistake.
So many weird things happened this morning where to start? So I woke up floating three feet off the ground this morning. Yesterday I only came up to Rob’s nose, today he only comes up to mine. I’m now ripped, sporting a six pack under my A cups. I have a fucking tail, five inches of dragon tail. And the piece of resistance, I layied a FUCKING EGG.
A great big red egg the size of a football. I smashed it and through the remains in the compost.
I almost through the pills in the trash again but Rob stopped me. Don’t ask me how but he convinced me to take another red one tonight. He said that dragons are natural shapeshifters and if I keep taking the pills I might gain the ability to shapeshift. Plus he threated to take them if I don’t.
I tried it while looking in the mirror and I could feel this like bubble of energy in me pop, and suddenly my eyes were moss green again, for like ten minutes. Not a big change mind you but it did support what Rob said.
So tonight I am going to take another red pill and hope for the best.