Calistor stands in front of his large mirror, examining his body and tracing the shape of his figure. He hums contemplatively as he turns to his left, lifts his camisole and begins to examine his stomach. “Ah, I feel like I’ve gained weight..” He felt as though he’d gained weight recently and he was worried. He huffs, letting go of his shirt and looking at his thighs, a frown creeps onto his face. Calistor squeezes his thighs and pulls at the skin, they’ve gotten thicker over the weeks and he’s probably going to have to go on a diet. Just the very thought makes him groan and huff again, he hates diets. But, he knows that it’s necessary if he wants to maintain his slim figure.