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It was as if it was meant for me all along. During the second week, they changed the lotion and soap I used to ones that I didn't recognize but was told that it would be what I would be using from now on. I didn't care so much because what? A lotion is a lotion and soap is a soap, but my mindset was changed this week as my body looks like an angel, even I can't help but always stare at myself longer than necessary, I never thought I could be more beautiful. The heck, I never thought anyone could be this beautiful. My hair has grown longer and my body's waist is thinner while my ass came out a little more. I can't even describe what the physical and body training has done to me within these t

And I was done. I grabbed my phone, scrolled until I found Elite Pulse Fitness. Upscale. Expensive. The website promised “personalized transformation” and “expert trainers who actually push you.” I booked the free trial HIIT class for tomorrow morning and the complimentary private assessment that came with it. *If I fix my body,* I told myself, *maybe he’ll finally want me. Or maybe I’ll finally want myself.*

“My dearest Miss Sommer! You truly have the most amazing body ever! Just look at your fair, long, lean legs! Even the best models in the business would surrender at the sight of them. And your butt! Incredibly sexy, just like a ripe peach! Oh, and let’s not forget the jaw-droppingly perfect proportions of your waist and chest—perfection is what they are!

"Our company's product, the Ivory Radiance, has multiple benefits such as whitening and rejuvenating the skin. Its key feature is that it can sculpt your body based on your individual proportions, achieving the legendary golden ratio figure!" As soon as he said this, the audience erupted into waves of astonished gasps. "Oh my god! It's 100% harmless and provides permanent whitening!" "And it can give you a golden ratio figure—it's way more effective than working out or dieting!" The guests, especially the women, were practically drooling with excitement. This was undoubtedly a new revolution in beauty products! The judges, who had already been bribed by Timothy, couldn't help but praise the

“Yes, Freddie. I have decided to have surgery. I spoke with the nurse at my school, and she basically convinced me to get it. I thought it over during those days off last week. I am getting surgery. You once told me that to be a model at Model Perfect, I had to be perfect. Well, a scar from a thyroid surgery would disqualify me from being perfect. That is a terrible motto for a company to have. We are all human and no one is perfect. We all have our flaws, secrets and scars. You wanted me to conceal my cancer like it was something to be ashamed of. Well, I’ll tell you something Freddie. It sucks. It sucks that I can’t swallow food. It sucks that it hurts when I talk, and it hurts when I brea

I replied. "You won't be able to attract someone with this skinny body. You think you can get Alpha Kael has this kind of body. You need to add a little flesh," she advised. "I heard that a lot," I mumbled, feeling a little bit overwhelmed. "We can work on that. All you need to do is follow a routine that I would give, and you are good to go," she continued, rubbing her palms together. "What routine?" I asked, picking up my robe and putting it back on.

Next, your underwear," Rye closes her eyes. She has never exposed her body in front of other men. But wasn't it Luke, her husband? Therefore, Rye has nothing to be embarrassed about, she reasoned. Then, she grasps the side straps of her underwear and pulls it down till it falls to the floor, at which point she kicks it on the side. Lucas was hypnotized at the sight of Rye's bare body. As he had predicted, Rye's body is flawless. Her contours accurately characterize her. Her huge, firm breasts, her flat stomach, and her beautiful triangular precious—it was proclaimed that she was a goddess. Luke reminded himself to exercise restraint. "Now, get on the bed and stoop for me."

Irina throws her lean hands over his shoulders, deepening the kiss. She is coated in glitter as if they had been frolicking around in it all night long. Her nipples are hard, pointy. Her shirt hangs just above her ass, exposing her red panties. She is literally perfect. Physically. I spend a few minutes trying to find some flaws or an atom of imperfection in her appearance: dry skin, black spots on her face, extra fat on her thighs, but there’s literally nothing. Every inch of her body is perfectly crafted for men’s appreciation and women’s jealousy.

So original! But yeah, her freckles were gone! Wow! Her face was smooth and creamy pale. "What the bloody heck? I feel like I've been in the Photoshop app. Am I seeing things?" she murmured as she touched her delicate face, her bouncy, shiny hair, and her amazing body. “Holy hell! I have abs! This is impossible.” It seemed like everything was perfect. One of Charlie’s angels—Wonder Woman—Barbie kind of perfect! What the fuck! I am not complaining at all!

"Didn´t I tell you not to look at me?" "Stop being annoying. I was just checking if you´re doing your stretches correctly. It´s not like there´s something to look at, everything is flat!" Of course, that was a fucking lie. Everything about her body was perfect. But I won´t be complimenting her. Never.