You had body dysmorphia about your thick thighs, wide hips and small waist since you had a thick but athletic body type.

William didn’t like you feeling bad about your body. He thought that you were the most beautiful woman. So he grabbed you gently but firmly by the waist with his strong hands and pulled you into his lap, straddling him, as he said through gritted teeth, visibly mad;

Stop. Hating. On. Your. Body!