My breasts are ample, although somewhat smallish for a fat chick – and I love my breasts.
My bounteous arse looks even more substantial because of how my spine arches – and I love my arse.
My belly’s soft curves undulate when I walk – and I love my belly.
My abundant hips flow from my waist in pear-shaped glory – and I love my hips.
My thighs are pinkly dimpled – and I love my thighs.
My body is short and round and fat – and I love my body.
I stand in the shower, looking in the bathroom mirror, and I like what I see. I see me. I see my shape. I see myself taking up space in the world. I see a goddess. I see my beauty.