you see me in my grey striped shirt and matching shorts, my dark green top-heaviness shown off with the generous cut of my top, my gut hanging out, and my shorts clinging quite tight to my big, round tail

I wipe off my glasses which fit around my small curved horns and which I turn and notice you, blushing slightly from the unexpectedness

“Aren’t you that magic user I heard about?”

I say with a kind smile looking to perhaps grow my assets with some well-placed magic