Dear diary
Nothing much to report today for myself. I have filled in a bit more, b-cup and wider hips, and I’m finally calming down some, if you hadn’t noticed, I was a bit manic the other day.
Me and Robbie have moved out too his family’s cabin out in the woods, my little Robbie also suggested a big cave system nearby that might make a nice den if we get too big.
I laid two more eggs this morning and had the strangest impulse to cook them up for breakfast this morning instead of just smashing them and throwing them in the trash.
Dragon omelets taste pretty good.
Robbie is pretty out of commission today, as I said, day one is a real head trip and it seems to be really getting to him (her?).
The sensory overload must be even worse out here in the wood; a lot of tasty pray animals have been showing up in my aura sight. They are real fun too chase, fun fact, I can now run fast enough to catch wild rabbits and jump high enough to grab birds mid-flight. They taste really good too, even raw.
I have decided to hunt for my own food here in the woods and save the human food we bought for lil’Robbie. (minuses a strip of uncooked beckon or two) But next time I hunt, I’ll strip first, I’m finding human cloths a bit unconfutable to move in and hunting also gets messy and I don’t want to be washing blood stains out of clothing all the time.
Well, I’m going to take my next red pill and cuddle up to Robbie for the night.