On a bright sunny afternoon in Ancient Greek, there, in the large mountain near the city of Athens, lay a stream that ran through the land. A young woman, a water nymph, was bathing herself in the stream that held her lifeline steady. She was a beautiful young nymph, as fresh as raindrops and beautiful like a goddess. She has long white hair, the color of the white poppies that grew in the stream, and pale blue skin decorated with dark blue freckles.
She wore no clothes as there was no usage for her in the large forest that surrounded her streams and no one close by to witness her nude body. She had a curvaceous body, with thick legs and nimble bare arms.
Her breasts were enormous and squishy and if one grabs onto them, they would sink into her flesh. Her dark brown nipples were covered by only thick strands of hair. Whenever she would take a step back or tilt her head, her breasts would jiggle up and down as eager as a bird. Her light blue eyes sparkled with tiredness as she had just woken up from a long nap.