Just an ordinary human.

You look the same as you always have, just a regular old human. A bit on the hefty side but nowhere near the size other men can grow to. An unfortunate by-product of your labor-intensive lifestyle but always manage to bulk up quite a bit once the harvest season is over and you can relax while your fields lie fallow. You cast your gaze down past your modest moobs to your flabby potbelly and give it a curious squeeze and some jiggles. Perhaps you should go out and treat yourself to a nice pie or a hearty roast ham shank today. Something to help fatten you up for the winter. After a few more minutes of groping and wobbling your own pudge you reluctantly turn to the washbasin and fill it with cold water. You try to make it fast as possible as you run the cold soapy rag up and down every inch of your body before wringing the soap out and washing the suds off. It's only a few minutes but it feels like forever when you're covered in the ice cold water. How nice it must be to have a heated bath like the nobles do. Maybe you should've gone out to the bathhouse today, enjoy some nice hot water and the company of your fellow men.

You close your eyes and imagine the nice warm waters of the bathhouse and bodies of the hunky men you've seen there as you douse yourself in the frigid waters one last time. It's finally over. You bolt up right, snatch the towel off the hook, wrap yourself in it, and immediately make your way to the living room to sit in front of the hearth. The heat from the fire feels so good. You breathe a deep sigh of relief as you feel the icy chill melting away. Once you're finally dry, you decide to get dressed and ready for the day. You don't have much in the way of wardrobe, just a few linen shirts, some similarly humble linen pants, and an old reliable hide coat that's kept you warm on many a cold days.