1.1 Introduction to Celina
Hi, I'm Celina, and, uh, well, sometimes I feel like I'm in a movie or something. I'm eighteen years old and I live in Mexico, you know? And when I look in the mirror, it's like... wow! Is it really me? I am very young and I have these curves, so curvy! My hips are wide and when I walk, they wiggle from side to side. It's a little weird but also, I don't know... interesting? Sometimes I feel like I'm one of those characters in the stories I read... I'm here in Mexico, but I dream of going to Toronto to learn English. Sometimes I feel on a cloud, you know, with all these thoughts and dreams in my head.
My little breasts, sometimes I don't know what to think of them, you know? They are big and... they stand out. When I choose my clothes, I always think about how they will look there. "Will they be too much?" I wonder. But then, I tell myself, "They are part of you, Celina, accept them."
My little hips are like... like roller coasters, they go up and down. When I walk, I feel how they move. Sometimes I like how they look in the mirror, how they shape my skirts and shorts, it makes me feel flirty. But other times, I feel a little shy, like everyone is staring at me a lot. "Is this normal?" I ask myself, but then I tell myself, "It's your little body, Celina, and it's okay."
And my butts... they are like a world apart. Round, and firm, they make my jeans look special. Sometimes when I walk past a mirror, I stop and think, "Wow, that's me." It's strange, but it's also like having a superpower, it makes me feel surprised and proud.
Today I chose a little dress, one that fits me in a way that makes me feel... how should I put it? Like something special, I guess. When I walk, I feel how my little body moves, how everything bounces and sways. "Will it be too much?" I sometimes ask myself. But then I think, "Why not enjoy it?" I walk down the street and I feel like everyone is looking at me. It makes me a little nervous, but it's also exciting.
When I walk, my little body, with its natural curves, reacts to every step. My little hips, round and plump, sway gently. It's a sensation that makes me feel alive, but sometimes it makes me feel a little nervous. "Will it be a lot?" I ask myself, as I feel my little figure move.
My little friend, Ana, always tells me, "Celina, your body is like a work of art." And I laugh, but inside, I wonder, "Does she really think that?" It's confusing, but Ana has always been good to me, and together we dreamed big about going to Toronto, to live the exciting life that awaits us there, we already have our flight booked, a month of English school fully paid and a month paid on this huge nice student residence located at downtown Toronto.
Sometimes, when I walk through the streets of my city in Mexico, I feel all those eyes on me. I can feel their little eyes following me, I can feel their little glances exploring the shapes of my body, and it makes me wonder "What do they think? Do they see the Celina who dreams of going to Toronto, or do they just see my curves?"
My little chest, my little hips, my little body... sometimes I feel like they speak before me, and each look from the men seems to speak to my body in different ways. It's a thought that makes me blush, but it also gives me a little bit of power. Being the center of attention is not something I seek, but it is a part of me that I am learning to accept and embrace.
My friends tell me that men want me, that they see something special in me. "Celina, you have that something, that little thing that attracts them," Ana tells me. I don't know if I like it or scares me.
Sometimes, I feel like I'm a magnet, attracting glances I don't always want.
There are moments when I just feel those glances, intense and full of something I can't explain, maybe it's... lust?
1.2 Preparations for the trip
Oh, when Ana and I were packing our suitcases for the trip, everything was so exciting! I imagined how my big, lush breasts, my round and fleshy buttocks, and my spectacularly curvy hips would look in the thinnest, tightest clothes we bought for the trip. Would men notice me when I walked around in those little clothes that highlight everything?
I thought about how my breasts would look tempting, sticking out a little, and how my buttocks would gently move with every step I took. Would men notice how all that moved? Oh, how curious I was to know. It was like a game, right? Flirting and seeing how men reacted to seeing me. Oh, how exciting!
1.3 An emotional farewell
When it was time to say goodbye, Luis, you know, the guy who had feelings for me but whom I never took very seriously, organized something very special just for the two of us in a super luxurious hotel, with a little pool. My large and striking breasts, my round and fleshy buttocks, and my spectacularly curvy hips were ready to show off.
I wonder, what would my breasts look like in that tight little one-piece swimwear I was going to wear? Would the buttocks jiggle enticingly as we walked to the pool?
Luis looked at me with bright eyes, and I felt flirtatious, although I didn't really know how to express it.
When we got to the pool, Luis was watching me intensely, and I blushed.