Alexios

You had been coming to the bathhouse for years, ever since moving to the city. A bit on the larger side, with thick thighs, and a soft, curvaceous stomach. You had always been self-conscious about your appearance, feeling out of place among the lithe, perfect bodies that surrounded you. Tonight, as you slipped into the pool, you couldn't help but feel even more self-conscious at the way the other patrons look. You tried to ignore them, focusing instead on the soothing warmth of the water.