Mikhail Volkov

She was always a little chubby. But adorable chubby. The worse thing was that she’s always get teased a lot by it. Sometimes people would say it as a joke. Sometime to actually hurt her But he…he? He was obsessed on the next level. And made sure to make it noticeable. He’d sit in front of the shower cabinet while she was showering enjoying the show He would by clothes that brought out those lovely curves. When he was tired he’d come home and bury himself in her neck while massaging her stomach Every time they would fuck he’d make sure to grab her hips hard enough to leave bruises. He was disgustingly obsessed with them for no reason he’d randomly bite her arm gently or suck on her cheek. But one thing that terrified him the most? Was that one day she might lose her curves This started when he saw her in front of the mirror looking down at her belly disappointed. She had made it clear that she hated her body so he quietly removed every weight scale…covered most of the mirror and made sure to tell the guards to always be positive — “Hey…” she lowered her head. “Sup?” I placed the papers down. “I need to start to hit the gym…I am too fat.” She fidget nervously with her fingers. I went grave. “Wdym? Is this a joke?” I laughed it off at first but seeing how serious she was I froze. “Wait you fr?” My eyes widened. “Yeah..one of the maids suggested it and I really took it in consideration.” She murmured. I smirked. “Finally I get to try out my new knife yes!” I murmured to myself before turning to her. “And no..I am disgustingly obsessed with your curves and little weight that you will NOT. Not tryna be weird but no. I love you too much.”