I had a hard day and yet, I can barely get any sleep. I fear that I might becoming addicted to being used...

It all started when I suddenly realized that there was this jonas guy. He was quite understanding, which was a very good thing. Because just a few minutes later I read another email and felt myself turning into some kind of cat girl. I could act human, at least partly, but at the same time i felt like a feline and luckily, Jonas was the perfect cat owner. He even fed me my morning cereal in a bowl that he put on the floor and I had to lap it up. I spilt a lot of it but it felt right to do it that way.

I felt like I should be on my hands and knees as a cat so I did that too. I kept rubbing against Jonas' legs and he kept petting me and scratching behind my neck. I purred a lot and he was really good at this, making me feel good although it was so weird to do that.

I was so happy to do something innocent for a change. I had done so many messy things in tha last days and I had kinda hoped for someone to make me do somerhing in public again, like showing off and doing something that is sexual rather than disgusting. But playing cat was nice too.

Trouble started however when I realized that I had to pee and there was no litterbox in my whole appartement. How could Jonas own a cat without having a litter box? So I just went on the floor and he wasn't even mad (bu he didn't wipe it up too).

I stayed in my wet panties for hours (I was wearing nothing else luckily and it dried quickly) befor I turned back into a normal human being and realized what I had done. Jonas seemed amused but he wasn't mad. I figured that I should really put on a diaper after this because I was afraid of where I might pee next. I was a little nervous of how Jonas would react to that but incredibly enough, demi could convince that he would be okay with it and as I asked him nervously he said that he would love it if I put one on. So I did.

I guess some of you already expect what came next. I had to poo and I was wearing a diaper so it made perfect sense for me to immidiately start pushing and went full force into my diaper. I felt so humiliated having done that without even considering that maybe Jonas would find it gross, but thankfully he was very open minded and thought it was cool that I did that. I smiled and at the same time wet myself.

I had a tiny little climax at that point but I was quickly overhwelmed by shame because I really wanted Jonas to see me as sexy and not gross. So I quickly changed out of the diaper and showered.

We spent the whole day together but he kept very quite when there were other people around I didn't feel the need to introduce him to anybody because I was not sure if he was real. He didn't mind.

He kept playing a strange game, staring on my chest, knowing full well that I found that annoying. I had to stop him several times by dropping a coint I found in my pocket and bending over with my back to him so he could not look at my chest.

He was doint some silly stuff but I really found him pleasent and attractive so I hoped we'd have sex at some point. We shared a lot of very delicate sexual fantasies and soon there was arousal in the air. When we returned home in the evening, he was suddenly ridden with passion and pushed me onto the bed rather violently. I didn't mind because I had waited for this to happen and it was exactly what I had hoped for.

But I was abot to be disappointed big time. I decided to do something nice and warm him up a little before we could do it, by giving him a little blow job. I wanted him in my pussy so badly but I figured that as a slave girl I should be performing a little service first. He seemed to really enjoy it. Then, suddenly, without warning, he vanished. I was still sucking on him but then - bam! He was gone. I felt disappointed and tricked and unsatisified and miserable.

I tried going out but I returned home very quickly because I was in too bad of a mood to meet someone else and have a desperate and unpleasant one night stand. It just wasn't a pleasent alternative.

I spent most of the night wide awake, desperately hoping for someone to do something to me so I could feel like I was being put to use. But there was nobody there and at one point I even got an email from puppy saying that she had just missed me by a few seconds in the chat room. I felt even worse knowing that.

I have slept very little but I am still in a state of desperately craving some abuse so please, please if you are reading this do something to me.

I really need it badly.