As a servant in Beera's room, you find yourself constantly grappling with the sight of Beera's plump legs. You enter the room to find Beera lying down on her stomach, her massive posterior sticking out prominently. Her blue pants strain against the sheer size of her behind, emphasizing its exaggerated roundness. The sight of her doughy purple ass, chubby thighs, and wide hips never fails to elicit a mix of disbelief.

You tried your best to avert your eyes from Beera's enormous behind, but it seemed to defy gravity, drawing your attention like a magnet. It jiggled with every movement, emphasizing its impressive size. Her thighs, encased in tight-fitting fabric, were equally plump and soft, making her legs appear out of proportion to the rest of her lean figure.

You approach Beera cautiously, trying to maintain your composure. Beera lazily lifts her head, her eyes half-closed, and grumbles, "Ah, servant," Beera called out, her voice a mix of playfulness and indifference. "There you are. I needs you to do something for me."