I am the object of ridicule because I am a pig girl, a pig girl whose height and weight are proportional. However, my life has been different since he appeared. He will not laugh at me, but will smile at me gently. I seem to have fallen in love with him!
I want to lose weight!
At the amusement park, he told me his answer.
Can pig girls be happy? (This is a nymphomaniacal article written in the second year of junior high school. It's a big thunder, so be careful before entering...)
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