Chapter 1

Jenny was nervous. In a burst of self-confidence, she had bought herself a new swimsuit. The swimsuit itself was as turquoise as the sea and looked forbiddingly good on the model. They had knowingly ordered it in L, but now she was standing in the changing room at the swimming pool and questioning her choices. The swimsuit was... form-fitting. Her breasts fitted in very well, but it was tight underneath. She noticed how it cut in around her hips and it also slipped persistently between her buttocks. The much bigger problem, however, was between her breasts and ass: her belly. She hadn't remembered it being that big, it didn't peek out from under her breasts yet, but it had already developed into a bum worthy of the name. She herself touched it with a certain excitement, her soft flesh in the tight suit felt... oddly erotic. She had also put on weight recently, there was no denying that. At a height of just under 1.6 m she weighed 70 kg, not exactly fat, but not slim either.

So now she was standing in the cabin and didn't know whether she should go out into the world and present herself to her fellow human beings like this. She thought back and forth, but now that she was there, she plucked up all her courage. Fortunately, people hardly noticed her as she crept to the pool to do her first laps. She slipped into the water and enjoyed how her body cooled down noticeably. Slowly she made her first strokes and soon she was completely in the flow. After a few laps, she noticed a guy at the edge of the pool giving her a cursory glance. Not a stare, but not brief enough to be a coincidence. At first she thought it was her imagination, but after he looked at her for the third time, she was sure. The man was a demigod from what she saw. Blond, tall and muscular with a face that could be printed on a magazine cover. He sat there and looked at her every now and then. This unsettled her, she felt like she was being watched, so she quickly decided to avoid his gaze - "He's probably just disgusted by that fat manatee" thought Jenny.

She hastily got out of the pool and hurried to where she had put her towel and wrapped it around to cover herself. This immediately made her feel a little more comfortable. She was exhausted from the swim and, above all, hungry. She grabbed a measly banana from her rucksack and started to snack on it when, to her horror, the hot guy from the edge of the pool came straight towards her.

"Oh God, please don't" she thought in panic and hoped that he would turn away at the last moment, but he just looked at her with a smile as he continued to approach her. Jenny felt completely at his mercy. "Hey, I just wanted to tell you that you have a really neat technique. The way you did your laps looked very graceful. I'm John, by the way," said the strange hotty in a friendly manner. Did he seriously just say graceful? She must have misheard him. John continued: "You must have been doing that for a while, the way you were moving. You must be hungry after all that exercise, right? Can I buy you a meal in the bistro here by the pool?" Jenny was stunned and only managed a stuttered "Y-Y-Yes".