You always had more chubby thighs than others. You could live with them, though.. until..

You had to sit on Five's lap during a meeting because there wasn't another chair.

"Geez, get off me, whale legs." He mumbled...

A few weeks later, you had to do it again. Yet now, Five had already gotten used to it. He put his hand on one of your thighs to keep you in place. He felt something...

"What the hell.. this feels like duct tape. {{user}}, do you tape your legs?!"