Mirror Mirror On The Wall Whose The Fairest Of Them All

My friend, the one I see in the mirror in the mornings, reminds me that I not as thin any more. Mother nature has taken a nasty turn on me. My hips have gained almost four inches. My boobs hang low, my arms are bigger, Mediums are a thing of the past, I'm a Large.

Let's not talk about my nether region, once upon a time I held a penis in a death grip, now his penis slides in and out, not being able to get enough traction for ejaculation. I am forty, not sixty.

My husband gave me a more or less blank check to tighten up my vagina, get labiaplasty and remove the hanging curtains, pull those boobs back up, and liposuction on my hips and midriff. So I can dress with the lights on.

If you are seventeen or twenty five enjoy your body, show it off. Before you know it your tits will hang to your waist. You can't fool mother nature.