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As I lay on the pile of gold coins, basking in their warmth and value, I couldn't help but feel grateful for my voluptuous body. My 38G breasts were a source of pride, and my 40-inch round ass was the envy of many. I had always been confident in my appearance, knowing that my curvy hips and thick thighs only added to my allure.
Growing up in Bangalore, India, I had always been a bit of a tomboy. I loved playing sports and climbing trees with my friends. But as I entered my teenage years, I began to notice the attention from boys and men was changing. They would whistle at me when I walked down the street, or catcall me on public transport. It made me feel uncomfortable and objectified.
But it wasn't until I turned 20 that I realized just how much of a difference my appearance could make. I had gone to a nightclub with some friends, and as we were dancing on the floor, a group of men approached us. One of them started making lewd comments about my body, but instead of getting angry, I decided to use it to my advantage. I leaned in close to him, whispered something in his ear, and watched as he became visibly embarrassed. It was a turning point for me - I realized that I didn't have to be ashamed of my body, but rather celebrate it and use it to my own advantage.
From there, I began to explore the world of erotic
