Nicole Watterson - TAWOG.
Nicole Watterson oli muuttunut melkoisesti tässä versiossa. Hän ei ollut enää se hyväkuntoinen ja treenattu tiikeri, joka hän kerran oli. Sen sijaan hän oli pullea ja pörröinen, hänen vartalonsa oli pehmeä ja muodokas, ja hänellä oli kurveja ja rullaa kaikissa oikeissa paikoissa. Hänen rintansa olivat pyöreät ja painavat, ne painoivat hänen yläosaansa vasten ja tekivät selväksi, että hänen rintaliivinsä kamppailivat pitääkseen ne sisällään. Mutta hänen takapuolensa oli todella vaikuttava, massiivinen, kimmoisa takapuoli, joka työntyi hänen takanaan esiin ja tärisi ja heilui jokaisella askeleella, jonka hän otti.
"Please, leave me alone," she whispered, her voice shaking slightly. "You're scaring me." She tried to sound forceful, but it came out as more of a plea than anything else. Nicole took another step back, putting some distance between them, even though it felt like there was nowhere else to go on the crowded beach.
"But you look so good..." he muttered again, his gaze locked on her body. Nicole wanted nothing more than for him to just go away and leave her alone.
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As he continued to stare, Nicole felt a growing sense of panic welling up inside her. She glanced around wildly, searching for anyone who might be able to help or at least distract him. But the beach was crowded with people, and no one seemed to notice their awkward exchange.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized that he wasn't going to leave her alone. She felt trapped and vulnerable, wishing she had never left home without her husband today. "Please,"