Diary of a Cow (Kink Diaries) by Victoria Johnson

Author:Victoria Johnson [Johnson, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Victoria Johnson
Published: 2021-10-08T00:00:00+00:00

XI

Dear Diary,

It finally happened. Holy shit, it actually worked.

Um. Tonight after I got home from work I was feeling a little tired, and I kind of collapsed on the couch before I even said hi to Devin. I think he understood because he came and looked over the side of the couch with this smile on his face. He didn't say anything to me, he just patted my head and wandered off to finish what he had been doing before. Dishes, if you were wondering.

Anyway. My tits have been bothering me...an extra amount the last few days since we saw Dr. Garrison. I don't think they've been any more swollen or sensitive or anything, and I haven't noticed...any significant increase in my arousal or how wet my pussy is, so that hasn't been it either. There's just been...something that's been bothering me about them. Something at the back of my head that's always there no matter what I'm doing. It's an odd sensation, but I've basically been chalking it up to me being a little paranoid or feeling extra vulnerable from all the hormones.

I told Devin about it the other night and he was very understanding while he listened to me, but he didn't have any ideas about what it might be either. He just held me and rubbed my back, and then he grabbed both sides of my face and fucked my mouth until he filled my mouth with his come.

That helped me to feel better for a little while, or a little distracted, at the very least, but then the feeling was back in the morning.

Anyway. Between that and the fact that I can feel my pussy lips rubbing and sliding together every single time I take a step of any kind, work was a little...difficult today. One of my students had to ask me a question three different times before I finally understood what he was trying to say to me, and then it took me another few seconds before I came up with the answer to the question.

Christ, writing that is almost more embarrassing than what a horndog I've been lately. I can't get enough of Devin's cock and he knows it.

...Jesus, my journal looks like a fourteen-year-old boy's lately. Can I write about anything other than sex anymore?

Well. Um. Anyway. Yeah. Something's been bothering me the last few days, and today when I lay on the couch...my shirt was wet.

I haven't been wearing bras at all lately because of how sensitive they've been, and I've just been wearing sweaters and jackets on over my shirts to make myself at least mildly decent. It's the only way that my nipples don't say hello to anyone who glances their way at school, especially with the cold snap that we’ve been having lately. Have to stay warm somehow.

I didn't notice that my shirt was wet at first because it just felt like the fabric was cool to the touch, which made sense after I came in from outside.

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