[ It was meant to be a bird. It ended up looking like a pretty distorted heart. But he got it years and years ago when he was first trying to prove to himself that he "wasn't like that" anymore in the middle of his twenties. So it's been with him for a long time. All the same, he smiles, and leans up to brush back some of her hair, as if that was even necessary. ]
And this is you. [ Good, huh? ] You're even more beautiful than I thought.
[ Her body is marred by all sorts of markers, markers he would not have picked. He'll probably react even more to the set that surrounds her vagina. But...
Well, for what it is, she's so fully bodied, she's so grown into all the bumps and near-curves she had before, and her skin is flawless. He knows he's much more in shape and his shoulders are much broader, but he's still as pale as ever. ]
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And this is you. [ Good, huh? ] You're even more beautiful than I thought.
[ Her body is marred by all sorts of markers, markers he would not have picked. He'll probably react even more to the set that surrounds her vagina. But...
Well, for what it is, she's so fully bodied, she's so grown into all the bumps and near-curves she had before, and her skin is flawless. He knows he's much more in shape and his shoulders are much broader, but he's still as pale as ever. ]