A story I wrote about a teenage girl and her on going battle with the girl in the mirror.
Hope you enjoy!
The Full Length Mirror
By The Nude Writer
Lydia woke up in the morning
This was her least favorite part of the day
Not for the usual reasons
She slept well and wasn’t all that tired
Lydia actually felt pretty good that morning
But her old enemy was standing across the room.
It was always in the same location every day
Staring back at her.
Ready to show her things she might not want to see.
She hated it, she never liked what it showed her.
No matter how hard she would plead.
No matter how much she would beg
It was never anything she liked.
Begrudgingly she got out of bed and marched forth
Her enemy standing there not moving
For once she wished that it would just turn away and let her pass.
It never did though.
She pushed forward and tried not to look at it
But, like always, she couldn’t help it
Lydia’s gaze managed to look over right at it.
There she was, looking back, mimicking her movements
The girl in the mirror, mocking her
Her hair was all messed up
Her eyes dark and puffy
And that over-sized tee-shirt with Sponge Bob on it.
How she hated Sponge Bob.
She couldn’t look at this girl anymore
Lydia turned on the shower nice and hot
Maybe she could melt away the ugly
She used a lot of soap and shampoo
Lydia thought every little bit would help
When the shower was over and she felt nice and clean
She reached for her towel, dried off and wrapped it on tight
She she didn’t want to risk letting the girl in the mirror see her like this.
Lydia stepped out of the shower and again tried to sneak past
But, like always, it was no use
She caught her eye again.
Every morning they would do this dance
Lydia would try to sneak by, and would always get caught
She didn’t know why this morning was different
But this time, she chose to stand up and face her enemy.
She looked right at the girl in the mirror
Lydia’s eyes shot to the way the towel showed her less than perfect curves
But she didn’t back down
She noticed her breasts squished up and escaping over the towel
But she didn’t run.
Her hair was wet and mangled
But she didn’t fear
No, this was the morning she was going to win
Lydia knew she needed to make a bold move
Quick as a flash, she un-tucked her towel and threw it to the ground.
Standing there naked, she put her hands on her hips and struck a pose
Fierce were her eyes as she stared back
She wasn’t going to be judged this time.
Lydia’s pose became more fierce
Any time the girl in the mirror tried to fight back she blew it away again
She had never looked like this before
Suddenly she found power in her breasts
They were big, and they were beautiful.
Any girl would love to have a set of knockers like these
Her belly was healthy and no longer fat
Not being afraid to eat is a good thing, no matter what she says
And her butt was the right kind of plump.
For the first time ever the girl in the mirror had nothing to say
Lydia was now allowed to see what a babe she was.
It was a day for celebration
So she put on that shirt that shows off her cleavage
And she put on those jeans that accentuated her curves.
She did up her hair so everyone could see her face.
And she decided, no longer was she going to be afraid of those perfect girls in front of the school.
Because, Lydia was a hot tempting cup of sexy
And she would never forget that again.
Everyone is beautiful no matter your shape, style, hair color, or anything. Don’t let how you see yourself get in the way of who you can be. Find power in your body and be a hot cup of sexy!