Bottle

Her body, shaped like a Coca-Cola bottle, was nice on the eyes but her personality cold to the touch.  If only there were a happy medium!  She’d have more friends.  What good was it to look the way she did with no friends, no loved ones!  She took her beauty and swallowed it and became empty.  How awful!  She needed an extreme change.

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