You climb onto the rim of the eerily clean fountain water and jump to one of the empty flat stones. You then hop to another unoccupied slab of marble, then another getting closer to the fountains statues, you noticed all of them were naked and female, more than that. Every one was a different woman in a different pose, they each had different body types and personality. All there mouths were puckered to let water flow free once the fountain was on.
You now stood on an unoccupied pedestal the closest you could get to the female statues without being on one, there didn’t seam to be a pattern to them and there was no interaction between the statues poses, in fact oddly some had pained looks carved into them like they were scared of something.
For some reason this didn’t alert you to something being wrong and you kept ogling the inanimate statues exposed breasts.
You kept looking over there perfectly crafted marble bodies, free of any imperfections. You wished you could reach that kind of bodily perfection one day...