Kpop Plastic Surgery Novels & Stories

’s (Fabricating Ugly Cock Kissers), spends about six hours making us completely unrecognizable from ourselves. I can’t profess to fully understand everything they do. It’s not really plastic surgery, because otherwise we’d all end up with melted faces like Michael Jackson, from all the times we have to go through the process. It’s not really prosthetic make-up, like in spy movies, since it has to last several months and we can’t exactly take it off and put it back on every day. Instead, it’s some weird hybrid of the two, which lasts several months, but can then be easily removed once the assignment is over.

I finally blurted. “Hmm. A tit man, eh?” He chuckled as he heaped his plate with spinach. I wasn’t sure how to take his reaction, but it didn’t really matter. It was my decision to make. Actually, maybe plastic surgery wasn’t such a bad idea. With the aging baby-boomer population and Herawood’s obsession with appearance, plastic surgery was a growing field. The money would be damn good. I could build up my own finance, then change focus to something like pediatric craniofacial surgery. That would give me a chance to travel abroad—get involved in one of those international charity missions that helped kids born with cleft palates and other facial deformities, providing minor reconstructive su

Sienna wanted that kind of happiness, too. She looked at Shaun's handsome face, even more striking than Gilbert's. Then again, Dwight's looks had already been on par with Gilbert's back when he was still a poor nobody. The resentment gnawed at Sienna. Why did Halsey have everything while she had nothing? But soon, Sienna smiled. She pulled a mirror from her bag and studied her reflection. Her face was no longer the old Sienna. She had gone abroad for plastic surgery and now had a new face. It was younger, fresher, and more beautiful—completely unrecognizable as Sienna. Her figure was stunning as well, her voluptuous bosom impossible to ignore.

It was difficult for him not to stare at her at that award show because she was so beautiful to him. ************ Back at the Military barracks, Kenneth had packed his last backpack. He looked in the mirror at his elegant haircut and dark features. His natural black hair color and eyebrows were something he had to become accustomed to. Because you're a K-pop star, your hair color changes every month. Putting on his last article of clothing, he smiled, thinking about the last time he saw Kita, how she expressed that she loved his firm tone body—tossing the blue and black dress shirt over his head. He picked up his bags and headed out the door to finally go home to be with his wife.

"Get out, I don't want to see you!" Timmy shook his head, took out his phone, opened a video, and handed it to her. "I have asked the doctor about the specific situation. Your face is completely ruined." The video he turned on was a short video in Korean. Yosie knew basic Korean. She could tell that the man in the video was the most famous plastic surgeon in Korea. Timmy said in a moderate tone, "I have sent your information to Dr. Jin. I will get an answer by tomorrow at the latest. But you better not have too much hope. After all, your face has been destroyed so badly that it is scary."

Alexander's gaze softened as he saw the tears on Amber's cheeks, but then he turned back to Braylee with a steely look. Braylee's face, sculpted to the latest internet celebrity craze, was a mockery. "Amber's beauty is the real deal—no lip tattoos, no eyebrow embroidery, no silicone implants, no fillers, and no face-lifts!" "Amber's the genuine article, beautiful inside and out, not a phony like you!" Bang! Braylee's face flushed crimson, her crystal-painted nails digging into her palms. She had secretly flown out of the country, spending a fortune on one of the world's top plastic surgeons to achieve her seamless look. A job so well done only a seasoned pro could spot the signs.

“Trust me this time, honey! This time is different.” My wife Chloe Rinn’s voice echoed through the quiet living room. When she went shopping today, her best friend had recommended her a new plastic surgery clinic. Apparently, the clinic had headhunted a famous plastic surgeon from Korea with the offer of a high salary. The surgeon was very skilled and had many celebrities on his resume. Since they were just starting out, the clinic only charged thirty thousand dollars for a full-face makeover.

] Annabelle: [I know, but I'm still worried about them. Paige: [Hmm.] Annabelle: [I heard from Lisa and Milie that they're planning to get plastic surgery during winter break. Lisa thinks her eyes are too small and she wants to go for double eyelid surgery. And Millie doesn't like the shape of her lips. She wants an M-shaped lip.] Paige: [Huh.] Annabelle: [Let's persuade them, Paige.] Paige: [Persuade them about what?] Annabelle: [Persuade them not to get plastic surgery. It can become addictive, and they already look good. There should be a limit to cosmetic procedures.]

All of them had obscene smiles on their faces. "Shut up, you motherf*cker. Where's your manners? She's a superstar. Let's be more civilized. Don't scare her." The bald-headed man scolded the others and looked back at Ouyang Shanshan with a smirk, "Little girl, you're really good-looking. You have such a slender waist but you have such a big chest and a round ass. How come you are so perfect! "I heard that most of the people in showbiz have done plastic surgery. Come here, let me check if you have done it or not."

- Horus questioned him. - She wasn't content with just four ribs and bariatric surgery. – The gossip doctor said. - Did she tell her parents that she was going to have the surgery? - Horus questioned him. - She was initially normal, but she couldn't feel satisfied, there were four surgeries in a row, breast augmentation, liposuction. - He said. – Bariatric. - He said. – Modification of the face, decrease the labia of the vagina. - He said.