Christian Achestan's Point Of View.
What I witnessed inside the room three doors down from mine was enough to fuel my fantasies for days. The image of her fragile body, barely concealed by a minuscule towel, was intoxicating. I had not anticipated the effect she would have on me the moment she stepped out of the bathroom, skin glowing from the hot shower, her curves barely hidden beneath that thin fabric. I had no regrets about forcing her to gain some weight; she looked stunning, perfectly filled out in all the right places.
The first time I laid eyes on her, I could see the potential — an ordinary beauty. She was not the type to grab attention immediately, but the longer you looked, the more layers of allure you discovered. However, when I first saw her, she had been a mere shadow of
