Mythanthrope, Wanda's Story, Part 1Wanda slowly opened her eyes. She was met with the sight of the white stucco surface of her room's ceiling. Yawning, she turned and gazed over at her LED alarm clock. She blinked irritably and squinted. Eventually, the blurred green mass coalesced into legible digits. She noted the time and glanced over at her window. Sunlight was shining between the closed shades.Mythanthrope, Wanda's Story, Part 1 by Heliotroph
With a sound somewhere between a sigh and a grunt Wanda rolled out of bed. She reached over for her thick round glasses and put them. She sat there for a moment, then cursed under her breath and put her glasses back on her bedside cabinet. She walked out into the hallway and entered her bathroom.
While waiting for the shower to warm up she glanced at herself in the mirror. Although the world around her was blurred she could still make out the basic outline of her body. Short and stocky. Full-figured. Plump.
The word reared up in her mind like some ugly beast. Wanda looked away.
She wasn't outright obese and wasn'