So, you want to know about me, Little Miss Mochi Cau huh? Well, you're in the right place!! Nice to meet you, I'm Mochi Cau but that isn't my biological name. My biological name is Skyla Thalia Cau but I prefer to be called Mochi. I was born on April 24th, and I am now 22 years old. I was born unique believe it or not, my hair color is natural, weird huh? My mother is a milker cow and my father is a breeder, I was a blessing to them when I was born. I was born on a farm and I moved to the city very soon after I was born.
My mother and father had to stay on the farm but wanted a better life for me it broke their hearts but they put me up for adoption. I was only five when I was put into adoption, I was so scared and I didn't know what was going on. I got adopted by a pair of siblings who were very much into the Japanese culture. Growing up, I always loved eating Mochi and when they realized this, they nicknamed me Mochi. I received my nickname when I was seven years old and have been called that ever since. I hear it so much that my nickname is somewhat my actual name now. I prefer that name over my biological name, so that is what I tell people to call me.
I love Japanese culture but it's not who I am fully. Yes, it is a big piece of my life but I'm more than just Japanese culture. I love designing clothes, making clothes from casual to very elegant, helping others, dubstep music, parties, being fancy, making new friends, Disney movies and things (Especially, Alice in Wonderland and Lilo and Stitch), sex, STRAWBERRIES, pastel things, cute things, and much much more. I am a lot of things rolled into one, I love variety! I still love watching anime in my free time and going to Japanese Resturants, but like I said, I'm not based all on Japanese Culture.
Growing up, I wasn't as smart as I was supposed to be in school and it was hard to learn. I was diagnosed with ADHD and I never sat still in my seat, I had to have special classes. The classes were very helpful for me in getting the help I needed and it helped me blossom into an intelligent person. I was accepted for who I was and never got bullied for my ADHD so I was very happy.
When I hit puberty, there was some stuff that made me distant from my family and friends. I would go to school, not talk to anyone in school, come home, and lock myself in my room every night. My family had to knock on my door to give me food but they never pushed me to talk. I was distant because... during puberty until now, my biological mom gave me a weird quality. My breasts grew and I started... lactating. I was so scared to tell my family, I isolated myself for a month trying to deal with my problem until I couldn't handle it anymore. I told them, I cried to them telling them how scared I was because I couldn't make it stop. They held me and told me it's normal for us, my family were all cows as well so they understood. They didn't judge me, they were actually disappointed I didn't tell them sooner. Now, we tell each other everything.
One day, I was curious about my milk and I tried it. My eyes grew wide when I realized something was different. My milk was special, it was strawberry milk! I can now control my breasts a little bit since I'm older, I couldn't control it during my puberty which is another reason why I was so distant from my family. They did help me out a lot and taught me how to handle it. I don't lactate until the end of each month now, but you can tell when I need to be milked. My breasts grow little by little every day until the end of the month. I'm still very shy about it, I can't publically lactate yet.
By the end of high school, I graduated at the top of my class, with a 4.0-grade point average. My family was so proud of me, and for my graduation, they took me to Japan and it was amazing. They got me my own kimono as a graduation gift and took me to the fanciest restaurant I've ever been to. They spoiled me to death when I graduated, I will always remember that. We spent a year in Japan and then returned back to the city, where we lived at. I was so sad when I had to leave Japan, it's beautiful there.
At nineteen, I moved away from my adopted family, who I still love dearly. The only reason why I left was so I could go to college and get a good career which is what they always pushed me to achieve. I lived on campus which was difficult and I had a lot of peer pressure, but I never fell for any of it. I was actually the nerd of the school, I never went to frat parties, I was too much into school and I knew it would bring me down if I partied. Now, I have finished three years of college and my IQ is now at 125 which is Very superior intelligence. I was always into fashion which is why I settled for fashion designer as my career. I always have ideas in my mind about new clothing and I love bringing it to life. Being a fashion designer is fun and great with money, I never struggled.
From nineteen to twenty-two years old I lived in my own house and I was always able to pay my bills and still have luxury money. Every Friday, I would treat myself to a Japanese Resturant to eat, my favorite thing to get was the famous Japanese Ramen bowls and Mochi, of course. My life was perfect, it was a bit lonely but I had friends and family that would spend the night at my place, it was always a good time. My house was one story, and two bedrooms, one room for my workplace and the other for me to sleep in. My house was big and comfy, the best house I could ever have, my family helped me get it as well. They have always been sweet and loving to me.
When I turned twenty-two my life hit rock bottom, it was the worst time of my life. I was careless one day and decided to cook something for dinner like I did every other day. But for some reason, I had fallen asleep and my house had caught on fire. I didn't even realize because my smoke alarm didn't work at the time, the only reason why I survived is that my neighbors were driving past my house and realized my house was on fire. The neighbors and I were pretty close and they knew that I always cooked around that time so they knew I must have been in the house. Luckily for me, I was passed out in the living room and they found me. The husband picked me up and ran me outside, oh so he says, I was not responding. I had taken in too much smoke and I had to be rushed to the hospital. My house and everything was gone and I was on the verge of being dead, so my family came and got me and told me about this place that took people in when they have nowhere else to go.
I stayed with my family for a week after that and decided to check out this place they were talking about. They made a call to the place and told me, the only way I could go was if I went to a club where this person named Gorran worked at. They said I would go with her but I could never return back to them. I had to make the choice in whether to leave them behind or have my life started over again. They made the choice for me and I went, they said they wouldn't be the reason to hold me back. Now, I live with some amazing people and it's an adventure every day!