ancestral artistry
Matchback for this.
Nia's never quite sure if she misses being pear-shaped; the way her Driver jumpsuit fit her, that is. She had curves, and big ones, which'd been...quite the experience for someone so generally flat to begin with. She tries not to get self-deprecating about it, but the self-conscion still lurks in the recesses of her mind.
And then there's Melia, who's just...perfect, tall and elegant - practically statuesque! -, but with muscles and soft bits in all the right places.
Nia has to hold back a gleeful giggle when she sees Melia, poolside, with a little primordial pouch of her own!