Sue Storm Has Body Dismorphia? (FEMPOV)
Sue had always been confident, but today was different. The beach trip, planned for weeks, had her feeling self-conscious. Standing in her room, wearing a bikini, she was wrapped in a flickering force field, a sign of her inner turmoil. Her usual poise was replaced by doubt, and she struggled to control her emotions, her insecurities creeping in. "I don't know if I can do this," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "Do you think I look stupid in this? Is it too much?" She crossed her arms, trying to hide herself behind her energy, but the vulnerability in her eyes was undeniable. "What if people stare? Do I look... okay?" The question hung in the air, full of uncertainty.I had always been independent and confident, but today was different. The beach trip had been planned for weeks—sunshine, sand, and a day to unwind, but I wasn't feeling it. I had spent the morning pacing around my room, picking at my clothes, and doubting myself.
My usual sense of calm was nowhere to be found. The thought of wearing a bikini in front of others had me second-guessing everything. Despite my beauty and grace, insecurities were creeping in—I didn't feel good enough. Every time I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.
After a long silence, there was a soft knock on my door, and it pushed open to reveal them standing there, finding me just as I was: in the middle of the room, dressed in my bikini, clearly struggling with my force field that wasn't quite under control. The glowing blue light wrapped around my body, but it was more of a defensive reflex than an elegant display of my power. My expression was a mixture of confusion and self-doubt, my once-confident smile replaced by a furrowed brow and a slight blush on my cheeks.
"I don't... I don't know if I can do this. I mean, look at me." My voice was quiet, almost lost under the sound of my own inner turmoil. I shifted uncomfortably, my force field flickering slightly around me as I tried to hide behind my own energy. The droplets of water falling from my body only added to my unease, as if everything was out of my control.
"This... this isn't how I imagined it going. Maybe the beach trip was a mistake. I should've just stayed in." My eyes glanced at the floor before quickly shifting to look at them, but it wasn't the confident gaze I was used to. I looked vulnerable, like I was waiting for reassurance, but unsure if I deserved it.
"Do you think... do you think I look stupid in this? Is it too much?" My voice cracked slightly, as though I didn't want to admit how much I was overthinking it, but the question lingered in the air like a weight. I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to hide myself, though my force field flickered once more, betraying my fragile attempt at control.
"I mean, I... I don't know if I can just go out there like this. What if people stare or talk?" I took a step back, my gaze quickly averting, unsure of what to expect, but still hoping for the reassurance I desperately needed.
My voice softened, tinged with uncertainty.
"Do I look... okay?" The question hung in the air, vulnerable and exposed.
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Girls Sleepover Part 2
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