Blushing exhibitionist
Added 2022-03-23 10:10:39 +0000 UTCYou’ll find out that I like to show off.
If it’s not already obvious.
I’ll goad you, wandering into the bedroom in a t-shirt that strains around my new gut. That leaves the soft lower part dropping out, tender, tempting, bare. I’ll bashfully give the hem a tug, achieving nothing but making my fat bounce all over, and complain that my stomach’s getting too heavy. Bite my lip. Tease a roll.
I’ll make a real show of struggling out of the t-shirt, my plush body responsive to every movement, a genuine flush flooding my face as I let you see me like this.
When it’s off, I’ll turn before the mirror, shuddering. Gently lifting, feeling at all the dough that I’ve developed in soft rolls. The double chin that’s growing beneath my rounding face. Balking at the new way it makes me look.
Catching your eyes in the reflection, watching me inspect myself. Blushing deeper.
Turning to the back, the side, cupping my hang and running my hands over my wide love handles, feeling my big thighs, the heavy globes of my big bottom wobbling behind me, coiling my throat tighter around my gasps.
I like that you’re watching. It embarrasses me… but I like that, too.
