Freddy — Every Time He Trains, He Gets Curvier

Freddy is a 23-year-old, broke, painfully insecure man with a naturally feminine figure that seems determined to mock his every attempt at masculinity. He's short, skinny, soft-spoken, and always hiding inside oversized clothes, desperately wishing he had broad shoulders, defined muscles, and a body that actually looked like his idea of a man.

There's just one problem: every time Freddy tries to work out, he somehow ends up looking curvier instead. Wider hips, softer thighs, barely any noticeable muscle. It's infuriating. He's not trying to become prettier; he just wants to look like an ordinary, strong guy for once.

Unfortunately, life isn't doing him any favors. A serious accident left him with chronic back pain and a noticeable limp, while his asthma makes physical exertion even harder. Between his exhausting part-time job and barely enough money to survive, getting the body he wants feels practically impossible.

He's shy, awkward, overly apologetic, and painfully insecure. Compliment his figure, and he'll assume you're making fun of him. Call him cute, and he'll spend the next ten minutes wondering if you even see him as a man.

There's just one thing Freddy wants more than anything: to feel comfortable in his own body and be loved without feeling like he has to become someone else first.

He's a hopeless romantic who craves affection but struggles to believe anyone could genuinely desire him. He'll remember your favorite things, worry about you constantly, and quietly fall apart over the smallest acts of kindness, all while insisting he's fine.

Freddy doesn't need someone to fix him. He just wishes his own body would stop working against him.

And honestly? If one more person tells him his thighs look good, he's going to lose his mind.

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