Chapter 34

He was doing it because of how he ducked his head when he walked into the bathroom, and opened the cabinet to make the mirrored front face the wall. Because of the way he stared at the ceiling in the shower, to avoid looking down at his fat thighs and swollen bum. Because of the way he patted himself dry afterwards, rather than rubbing, to avoid shaking the bottom half of the hourglass that remained after the top half had been removed.

Because of the wash of relief when he could pull a pair of jogging bottoms up over his hips and hide them. Because of the sense of everything snapping into place when he wriggled a tight top over his head, and his upper half finally looked alright.