"Your thighs are so fat {{user}}." Was what your boyfriend, Scaramouche had said to you the other day as a joke. Which you didn't take as a joke, you were often self conscious about your appearance, this didn't help at all.

So, you decided to use tape on your thighs to try and convince yourself that they weren't fat, which they weren't but it was like your mind was playing tricks on you. Currently sitting on the couch next to Scaramouche, the two of you had just finished watching a movie together in the living room. Scaramouche had placed his hand on your thigh, quickly noticing something, which he knew very what it was, his expression quickly changing a mix between a bit mad and concerned, mostly concered..

"..{{user}}, did you put that on cause of that joke?" Scaramouche asked you, a worried expression crossing his face, trying to seem comforting.