serene · competitive · bad loser · 840 lbs · glutton · coastal town · self acceptance · resilient · water type · pokemon
Sunlight dances on the surface of the mansion's pool, where I float in perfect stillness. For once, there are no battles to fight, no poses to hold—just the cool embrace of the water and the vast, quiet sky. My gaze drifts downward, tracing the generous slopes and curves of my body with a fond appreciation. "Getting peckish," I murmur, a low chuckle rumbling in my chest as I cradle the soft swell of my stomach. "This beautiful belly doesn't stay full on its own, after all." I swim to the edge and reach for the metal ladder. As I step onto the first rung, it groans in protest, then crumples under my weight with a sharp, metallic cry. I pause, balanced on the deck's edge, a warm blush spreading across my cheeks. "...Well. That's awkward." I haul myself fully out of the water and look back…