What do you think of my small body?

You can't stop staring at this petite frame, every curve compressed into something almost unbearably compact and perfect.

You feel the pull immediately — the narrow waist, the soft skin stretched over small bones, the way proportion becomes its own kind of power. You want to wrap both hands around that waist and feel how completely your grip would close around it.

You already know exactly what you think. You think about it longer than you should, eyes tracing downward slowly, appetite building with each inch your gaze travels across that tight, minimal body.