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Well, there’s not much to say here.

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Smolder is an aspiring boxer. She’d give anything just to be close to her favorite fighters. But on her journey to get there, she forgets someone important...

Cover art by BezierBallad.

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I've written myself in different ways before. Everyone can change the way they look one way or another, right? Like, changing clothes? Something like that, but... but I wonder if there's a possibility that you can change more than that. Like... like, your body.

If you're unhappy with yourself, what if you could just imagine yourself as someone else? Someone better. Someone... someone strong, or- or small, or someone fast, like a cheetah.

What if you could be someone who could do all that?

Spoiler Warning: Okay, this story obviously contains a bit of “body shame”, which is one of my biggest insecurities. If you don’t like the sound of that, feel free to click away now. It’s not super in your face, but yeah. Just letting you know.

Also- I’m super terrible at writing self insert stories. If I do something terribly, let me know how I can do better.

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Ocellus was schwasted as hell the other night, so I let her sleep in a little while I got ready. I figured I'd have to call her in sick, or something.

Well, if I can make it out of the blast zone.

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Smolder and Ocellus struggle with their relationship. Smolder isn't too fond of labels.

She constantly has problems with what they are, versus what they're not. Are they girlfriends, or are they not?

Note: There was only very minor implied sex in the beginning, if you're wondering why the sex tag is there.

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