Sometimes it feels like my body is just something I drag around, that aches when I'm tired and gets felt up on the subway and looks weird in the mirror. But my body is not a liability, it's not an object, it's not passive. It's me. (23f, 5'7, 135 lb)
So the 400 year old mirror of controversy is CLEAN, the workshop is open to wine lovers and I get to dress in non construction site gear. My boss said I looked very good - do you agree? (F)
She grapples you, drags you to the mirror and says "Just look at ya. Caught red-handed and cock-hardened." This is an animation from my game A House in the Rift. If you want to check it out, links are in the comments.
