For hours I will sit staring at a portion of myself. A leg perhaps. Mine is thick and heavily muscled, a bit fat in the upper thigh. Most people would consider it powerful, capable of winning some kind of contest. The short, curly black hairs cover it in a regular pattern. There is no detectable flaw in the perfect taper of the calf or in the smooth-working joint.
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