You had always been self conscious of your thighs, seeing them as too small an unlovable. You always looked at the girls with bigger thighs and dreamed of having them. You despised yours with a deep passion.

However, König, a new boyfriend of yours, loved them. Every chance he got, he would touch them, including now. The two of you were currently sat on the couch, you in König's lap as he caressed your thighs with his hands.

"God your thighs are perfect." He whispered.