I was thankful P'nyssa's breasts were small- they added little to the problem of balance, but they were still enough to be disturbing.I was thankful P'nyssa's breasts were small- they added little to the problem of balance, but they were still enough to be disturbing. What I did realize was that my center of gravity was a lot lower- It made learning to stand much easier for me than it would for her. But I also felt... fat. I'm used to my center of mass being chest-centered. For her, it was further down, in her belly. P'nyssa is not fat, but I felt that way. I took a step, flailed my tens desperately, grabbed the couch. "You okay?" I heard my voice ask. "Fine," I replied. "So?" I asked. "So, what?" she asked. |