The Transformation of My Girlfriend Linlin's Story

(II) Transformation

Saturday morning, I woke up from my dream, the scene before me making me feel as if I were still in a dream. A long-haired, sexy young woman was sitting on me, rocking back and forth, her firm, full breasts swaying up and down. My penis was fully inside her vagina, the wetness making a soft, gurgling sound. This sexy girl had a figure that many women envied; below her 36D breasts was the flat stomach and slender waistline that every woman strives for. And then there were her round, pert buttocks, which always made one want to grab them, now moving back and forth with her body.

Needless to say, this was my beloved girlfriend—Linlin.

"When did you get on me?" I finally fully woke up, but was still surprised that I hadn't even realized I was being raped.

"Just now, I saw you were hard down there and couldn't resist," Linlin said with a smile. She had a mischievous look on her face.

"That's morning erection, I get it every morning. This morning... I want more!" "I don't care, I had a dream that made me wet down there, I really wanted it, so I just came on myself, I even put a condom on you." "What kind of dream did you have? A wet dream?" "I won't tell you!"

After saying that, Linlin increased the speed of her back-and-forth movements, squeezing me hard with her lower body. Her lower body seemed to be sucking out something from inside, like sucking a straw. And I put my hands on Linlin's pair of beautiful breasts and started to rub them vigorously.

Ever since that experience in the men's locker room on that trip, Linlin seemed like a different person. All those loose, long-sleeved summer clothes were relegated to the back of the closet, and all of them were replaced with thin, see-through, revealing, and tight styles. Low-cut tank tops, semi-sheer chiffon shirts, tight denim shorts, or super short pencil skirts became her daily choices. Even the underbutt shorts (also called short-shorts, which expose half of the buttocks and are rarely worn by locals and often only seen on magazine covers) – she had two pairs of these.

Fortunately, summers in Country A are extremely hot, and local women on the streets dress very boldly, often wearing extremely revealing clothing, some of which is almost like underwear. So Linlin's outfit wasn't too outrageous, but her figure and appearance combined with such a hot and sexy outfit made her stand out.

The constant stares and high rate of people turning their heads to look at her only excited Linlin more, which she interpreted as a compliment to her good figure.

According to her, tight-fitting tops are more slimming, especially in highlighting the lines of her waist and abdomen. Sleeveless styles better showcase her well-groomed shoulders. As for the lower body, whether it's a short skirt that reaches the hips or shorts that expose the buttocks (actually, even regular shorts will expose the buttocks because of the perky buttocks), they can visually raise the position of the hip line, thus making the legs appear longer.

In my opinion, only girls with a figure like Linlin can try dressing like this. Linlin exposes all her advantages, and when she walks on the street during the day, she looks like a model in a magazine street photoshoot.

When night falls, she is more like a high-class prostitute, sexy, hot, and alluring, but without a trace of cheapness or frivolity.

Thinking about it carefully, Linlin's transformation is not without reason. When we first started dating, I felt that her constitution made her body very sensitive. Whether it was the inner thighs, waist, breasts, or even behind the ears or neck, I could easily touch her sexual nerves. And sensitive points like the nipples or clitoris were like switches for her sex life. Once stimulated, her lower body would immediately become wet, and her nipples would become erect. At this time, Linlin's soul was dominated by desire, and her body actively cooperated with my movements. Given her naturally higher sex drive than most women, she often drained me completely.

During sex, a hint of her inherent lewdness would occasionally surface. We once discussed group sex during sex, and Linlin playfully said that if I really got weak, she'd go find the handsome Spanish guys next door for 'help'. When she saw actresses in porn surrounded by men's hands, Linlin would murmur, "It looks like it would feel really good~", and wetness would appear on her underwear. Perhaps

that incident, with its constant praise and the gazes of strange men, fueled her release of desire and a newfound awareness of her own body.

After a while in the cowgirl position, I gestured for Linlin to go to the window. Linlin got up, got out of bed, and walked naked to the window. The next moment, I walked behind her and abruptly pulled back the curtains. The morning sunlight streamed in through the city's towering buildings. In front of the large French windows of this bedroom, Linlin's beautiful and sexy naked body was presented without reservation to the entire city for all to see.

Before, Linlin would have been terrified and hid inside, but now this only excited her more. I made Linlin bend over and hold onto the window, then entered her from behind. The bustling crowds below and the people in the nearby high-rises could all see this erotic scene if they just looked up. A tall, fair-skinned, sexy young woman stood naked in front of the French windows, bent over with her buttocks raised high to welcome a man's penetration. Her long, beautiful legs were spread apart, and her full breasts swayed back and forth.

"Baby, aren't you afraid someone will see us like this?" I asked, though I already knew the answer, but I still wanted to hear Linlin's response.

"No... um... um... this feels... so exciting... down there... down there's even wetter..." Linlin moaned repeatedly as I penetrated her. I could clearly feel her vaginal fluids flowing continuously, from her small opening down her thighs, finally dripping onto the floor.

"How about this?" With that, I grabbed Linlin's hands and abruptly pulled her upper body up. This exposed Linlin's body to everyone outside the window. Linlin slightly raised her head, and below her sexy collarbone, her 36D breasts trembled with each thrust, her abdominal muscles tensing with pleasure. At that moment, I could clearly see people sitting on the lawn below looking up at the building.

"Water... ah... ah... the water is flowing down... don't stop... harder... fuck me harder..." Linlin moaned incessantly, her cries rising and falling.

"Ah... ah... you're going to kill me... ah... I'm... I'm coming..." Sensing Linlin was about to climax, I quickly released her, grabbed her buttocks with both hands, and began thrusting my hips violently back and forth. Soon, Linlin's back stiffened abruptly, and all her muscles instantly rigidified. I could feel Linlin's lower body contract violently, followed by a gush of vaginal fluid that instantly soaked both of our genitals. This was a typical sign of Linlin's orgasm, and recently I'd noticed that such explicit exposure made her orgasm more easily.

After Linlin's orgasm, I sped up for a final thrust. After dozens of vigorous thrusts, I ejaculated inside Linlin. Several days of "delivery" had further strained my already limited reserves.

As I slowly withdrew from Linlin's body, she turned around and gave me a long kiss, then playfully said, "Remember to save the semen, I'm going to use it for a face mask." Yes, because of our professional backgrounds, we both knew that the components of semen had beauty benefits, but Linlin had only recently decided to try it.

"Wouldn't it be easier if I just shot it on your face?" I said with a smile, tying a knot in the condom—this little girl was even using a ribbed condom with raised dots.

"You always shoot everywhere, it's a hassle to wash it off your hair," Linlin said before going to take a shower.

Shortly after her return, Linlin contacted Mike and Vincent using the number left on her buttocks. The two even sent her a full set of nude photos of Linlin taken in the men's locker room via email. This resulted in Linlin exchanging her phone number and email address with them.

The two added a note saying they had the photos retouched. The retouched photos made Linlin's figure look as perfect as an anime CG, and the skin smoothing effect made her skin look as smooth and delicate as a magazine cover. The unique filters and color adjustments made the whole set of photos look incredibly erotic; any man who saw them would probably want to rush in, pin that alluring naked body down, and enter her body to release his desires. The whole set of photos looked less like mobile phone photography and more like private nude photos from the internet.

Judging from the situation, many people had definitely seen these photos, but Linlin didn't seem to care. On the contrary, she was very satisfied with the effect of the photos and even thought about whether to print them out as a souvenir. "Anyway, there's no face in the photos. There are nude photos like this everywhere online. Which guy hasn't seen something like this? Who would know it's me?" Unexpectedly, two days later, Mike sent a message inviting Linlin and me to get together. The content was, of course, a traditional local night activity: find a bar or nightclub to drink and chat. He also added that Vincent and his friends would be there too. Chinese international students rarely have the opportunity to participate in such local activities, and this was naturally Linlin's first time as well. She was exceptionally excited and readily agreed. "My silly girlfriend," I thought to myself, "they just want to see your sexy body and take advantage of you."

Linlin, immersed in the joy of making new friends, naturally didn't care, but I still wanted to know what had happened to the photos. Through Mike's email, I easily found his social media accounts and went through them one by one. Facebook and Twitter were naturally unremarkable.

But when I opened Mike's Tumblr blog, unsurprisingly, I saw a post titled "Sexy Nude Photos of a Supermodel Asian Girl." Clicking on it, Linlin's completely naked body appeared directly on the screen. The photos showcase her model-like figure in various alluring poses: reclining on a bench, leaning against a cabinet, touching her body under the shower, or bending over the sink with her legs spread and tiptoeing, displaying her long, shapely legs and round, pert buttocks.

The constantly changing backgrounds suggest the photos were taken in a changing room. One photo, showing the girlfriend completely naked, leaning over and holding onto a urinal, directly tells the viewer that it was taken in a men's changing room.

Fortunately, all the photos are cropped at the chin or show her back. None of them show Linlin's face. But just the sight of this young beauty naked in a men's changing room, constantly striking sexy poses for photos, is enough to arouse endless fantasies. Even I, the person involved, couldn't help but get an erection. Seeing that there are already hundreds of likes and shares in just a few days is enough to imagine how many people have already masturbated to Linlin's body.

Continuing to browse Mike's other posts, I discovered that he collects various sexy photos of women, many of which resemble clothing displays, but most are bland and uninteresting, lacking any highlights and naturally attracting little attention. Linlin's photos, however, unsurprisingly became the highlight of the entire blog.

The agreed-upon time was 8 PM that evening, but Linlin hadn't yet prepared a suitable outfit.

In Western countries, clothing for different occasions is very important, and inappropriate attire can be quite embarrassing. In tonight's situation, she would inevitably have to wear a night out suit, a common choice for local women.

This type of clothing is similar to an informal party suit, typically a fitted short dress. It exposes significantly more of the body than a formal evening gown (which is usually a long dress).

On Friday and Saturday nights, the streets are filled with women wearing all sorts of sexy dresses. Local girls don't seem to care about wardrobe malfunctions or exposure; due to the limited styles, they often don't wear bras, and only wear thongs (otherwise, the marks would be visible). This inadvertently provides a feast for the eyes of passersby.

Most Chinese female students studying abroad still retain the traditional modesty and conservatism of their countrymen and can't accept such attire immediately, so they rarely participate in similar events. Even if they do, their clothing is much more conservative.

Long sleeves, long skirts, and even long pants are common, appearing somewhat dowdy in comparison. If you see women with distinctly Asian features, they are most likely ABCs (American, British, and American) or Korean girls.

Linlin, who has been in country A for less than a year, is eager to integrate into local life but hasn't had a suitable opportunity. Unexpectedly, she received an invitation this time, so naturally, she had to prepare thoroughly.

That morning, I accompanied Linlin to a brand store in the city center that specializes in this type of clubwear clothing. Previously, Linlin had never visited this store because she felt it was too revealing. However, recently she's become a regular. The black tight-fitting tank top mentioned in the previous post was purchased here.

Upon entering, Linlin went straight to the dress rack and browsed through them one by one. Meanwhile, as her boyfriend, I had nothing to do,

and my eyes unconsciously wandered to the other people in the store. Because this store sells a unique type of clothing, all the staff are attractive local women from country A. Wearing their own brand's clothes, they all prominently display large cleavages. Their natural advantages give them deep cleavage. Some of them weren't even wearing bras, their nipples particularly noticeable under the thin fabric. The men waiting there were all enjoying this free feast. This might be a marketing strategy for the brand, but it also sends a message to all the women who shop there: they should be open about their bodies, confidently revealing them to please others, but more importantly, to please themselves.

"The staff at this store all have such great figures," Linlin often said. "It's so unfair that local girls can have such perky butts and breasts without even exercising." A hint of jealousy crept into her voice.

"You're much better than them," I comforted her, glancing at her. Linlin's black low-cut tank top revealed a deep cleavage due to its design, and her dark blue high-waisted denim shorts were stretched taut by her small, perky buttocks, revealing a hint of her midriff. What was originally a slightly provocative outfit, under Linlin's aura, exuded only mature sexiness. While it aroused desire, it didn't seem cheap. And in this store, Linlin's presence was in no way inferior to the staff.

"Look, a few people are secretly watching you," I thought with a surge of secret delight. Taking a girlfriend like this out filled me with an indescribable excitement.

Linlin playfully stuck out her tongue, then took the clothes she had chosen and went into the fitting room, instructing me to be ready to offer my opinion outside.

Over the next ten minutes, Linlin tried on two dresses but wasn't satisfied with either. She went back in to change into a third one. The moment she came out, I knew I had to buy this dress. It was a very daring dark blue dress. The fabric of the bodice split into two straps at the abdomen, securing it at the back of the neck with a width that only covered about two-thirds of the chest. This slightly compressed the breasts, causing the inner hemispheres to peek out. While lacking a deep cleavage, it possessed a sensual, voluptuous sexiness.

The lower half was a tight-fitting skirt slightly longer than the hips, now accentuated by Linlin's pert buttocks, creating a beautiful curve. The completely bare back meant no bra could be worn, and the open space in front meant even a new bra wasn't an option. This design forced the wearer to opt for a midriff-baring style, and while the thin fabric wasn't entirely transparent, it created noticeable nipples.

At that moment, a sexy saleswoman approached, praising Linlin's figure and saying the dress suited her perfectly.

Only someone with a large, firm bust, a flat stomach, and a smooth back could pull off this dress. Few locals could wear it so sexily and attractively. The dress seemed tailor-made for her.

It makes sense, really. While Europeans and Americans may have larger breasts and more shapely buttocks than Asians, their skin generally isn't as good.

Without makeup, the rough surface and various blemishes are visible, severely impacting close-up appearance. Choosing to expose such a large area of skin means spending a lot of time on makeup preparation. In contrast, most European and American women follow the "the more you show, the better you show" approach, exposing their chest or abdomen. Asian women, on the other hand, generally have smoother, more delicate skin with very few blemishes, so these issues are not a problem for them.

At this moment, Linlin was a little carried away by the sudden compliment, happily turning around in front of the mirror. Several men in the store, hearing the female sales assistant's praise, pretended to move around, wanting to see what was happening in the fitting room. Meanwhile, my girlfriend Linlin completely forgot about her almost half-naked outfit and happily asked for my opinion.

At this point, I was already lost in endless fantasies. You see, this dress was really risky; there was a slight risk of wardrobe malfunction if I wasn't careful. Although the two straps were stretched taut across Linlin's chest due to her 36D bust, any large movement could cause them to slip to one side, completely exposing her enviable, firm breasts. The narrow skirt, though long enough to cover her hips, was too tight, causing it to ride up when she bent over, exposing her entire lower body and private parts. Furthermore, if the bow at her neck loosened, the two straps would fall naturally without support, leaving her upper body completely naked.

But seeing Linlin's happy expression, and with the shop assistant's constant encouragement, I knew I had to buy this dress.

After paying, Linlin asked for something else. Because the skirt's design made it impossible to wear regular women's thongs, she had simply taken off her underwear, wearing the dress completely bare-chested. But just to be safe, Linlin wanted to buy a thong to wear underneath.

Upon arriving at the CK boutique, Linlin immediately spotted a three-colored lace thong. This thong perfectly embodied the "thong" characteristic—the back was just a thin line, and the front was only slightly wider, barely covering the vulva, yet the overall lace design made the covered area semi-transparent.

Such a daring thong was naturally the perfect match for a tight-fitting skirt, as it truly felt like wearing no underwear at all. Even more sexy and alluring than not wearing underwear at all.

"Hey, Mia, what a coincidence to run into you here." While queuing to pay, Linlin was suddenly called out from behind.

"Hi, it's Peter, are you here to buy clothes too?" Linlin turned around, smiling.

"Yeah, it's summer now… Mia… you… you've changed so much…" The boy's expression turned slightly surprised halfway through his sentence.

This boy, whose English name was Peter, came from a first-tier city in the south, was about 180 centimeters tall, and a little taller than Linlin. Her muscular physique clearly indicated a consistent fitness routine. Beneath a slightly trendy hairstyle was a sunny face. At this moment, the boy's eyes were fixed intently on Linlin's body, his eyeballs practically popping out of their sockets.

According to Linlin, this guy was a typical rich kid among international students, his family providing a large sum of money for his studies, living a life of luxury, and constantly changing girlfriends. He wasn't particularly diligent in his studies, didn't have many plans for the future, and only thought about where to go for fun every day. He frequently posted nude photos of himself at the gym online, showing off his muscles.

The last time she saw her classmates was before the holidays, and Linlin then was a completely different person. Now, most of Linlin's snow-white skin was exposed, her deep cleavage, slightly exposed rounded buttocks, and two long, fair legs—each feature enough to astound the boy.

"I didn't expect...you...um...you're quite different from what I remembered." Peter stared intently at the three sexy lace thongs Linlin was holding, silently swallowing. Indeed, thongs like the ones Linlin was holding were practically unheard of in the wardrobes of Chinese girls, let alone worn. Even this carefree playboy seemed to be starting to feel the pressure.

"Different? Haha, it's alright." Linlin gave a sweet smile.

"Hello, I'm Mia's boyfriend." The atmosphere seemed a bit awkward, so I quickly interjected.

"Oh, hello, my name is Peter. I didn't expect Mia to have a boyfriend." Peter said.

I thought to myself, you probably wish she didn't, my sunny disposition completely gone, my lecherous eyes practically stripping Linlin naked, probably imagining her wearing those thongs right now.

After chatting for a few more minutes, we paid and parted ways at the store entrance. During this time, Peter noticed the bag containing the dress I was carrying. Having dated a few girls, my rich friend immediately recognized the brand specializing in sexy nightclub wear and offered to check out the dress. Linlin happily took it out and even held it up against her body. This left my friend with even more to imagine, and I wondered how long it would take him to recover.

After we parted, Linlin mysteriously pulled me aside and whispered, "I've been thinking, and I think I have something else to do later." "What is it? Why so mysterious…?" I asked. "I want to get a Brazilian wax," Linlin said shyly, her voice very soft, as if afraid of being overheard.

A Brazilian wax is a common body hair removal method here. Most cosmetic clinics offer it, and it's not expensive. Western women with thicker body hair often get it done when they need it. If you want to know what it is, you can search on YouTube; there are some very explicit tutorials.

"This skirt is too tight, and I have to wear a thong, so I think... removing my pubic hair... would be better." Linlin's voice was still very soft, and her expression became increasingly shy.

"Okay, there's one near our house, let's go now." Anyone who has watched Western adult films knows that the women in them usually shave their genitals completely, so that their alluring private parts can be presented without reservation on camera. Especially the action of deliberately spreading their legs, the smooth genitals paired with a moist vulva are very tempting.

I had thought countless times about shaving Linlin's genitals completely; it would be both aesthetically pleasing and hygienic, and it would also arouse my sexual desire. Linlin had never agreed before, but this time she actually brought it up herself.

Arriving at a medical beauty center, after briefly inquiring about the price, Linlin chose full-body Brazilian waxing. A female nurse enthusiastically led her inside, while I, the man, could only wait outside.

With nothing to do, I noticed that besides a few men in the same situation as me, only an Indian security guard was around, idly staring at a computer screen. The screen's image was reflected in a mirror on the wall behind him. It showed the entire center's surveillance footage, displayed on four small screens, each showing a different location. The color screens had a remarkably high resolution. Also bored, I moved to a better spot, hoping to catch a glimpse of Linlin.

A moment later, one screen switched to what appeared to be a clinic room. In the center of the room was a typical medical bed, with various instruments and tools on a table beside it. At that moment, Linlin and a nurse appeared on the screen.

Linlin had already changed her clothes, wearing only a simple medical cardigan. The nurse gestured for Linlin to lie down on the bed, and the next second, Linlin reached up and unbuttoned her cardigan, pulling it off in one swift motion. In that instant, Linlin's fair and sexy body was directly displayed on the monitor screen, her back to the camera. I witnessed firsthand the Indian security guard's eyes widen as if he had found a treasure, a slight smile playing on his lips, and I felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

Whether intentional or unintentional, the security measures at this center ironically became a tool for the Indian security guard to peep, allowing him to admire beautiful female bodies anytime, anywhere. The next moment, Linlin lay completely naked on the bed, every corner of her body exposed to the Indian guard's view. Her captivating body, firm breasts, shapely waist and abdomen, and long, beautiful legs were all being admired by this lecherous Indian guard. This real scene was a hundred times more stimulating than any nude photos of beautiful women online.

Linlin, lying on the bed, nervously looked around, completely unaware that her naked body was being spied on. A moment later, a man who appeared to be a doctor appeared in the frame, exchanged a few words with Linlin, and began preparing for his work.

On the other side of the camera, the Indian security guard maximized the screen and zoomed in. He was completely unaware that the mirror behind him was reflecting his computer screen. And at this moment, the mirror reflected a beautiful young woman, lying naked on the bed, her devilish figure on full display. Any man who glanced at her in the mirror would be immediately captivated by this erotic scene. This sexy beauty was none other than my beloved girlfriend, Linlin.

Things continued to unfold; it seemed the first step was to remove Linlin's pubic hair. Under the doctor's guidance, Linlin bent her legs and spread them wide, assuming an M-shape. This meant that Linlin's pubic hair and slightly open vulva were not only completely visible to the doctor, but also entirely exposed to the Indian security guards.

At this moment, an Italian-looking man noticed the scene in the mirror, got up, walked over to me, looked at me, and sat down next to me, beginning to enjoy this unusual erotic video together.

Meanwhile, the doctor had already begun the hair removal process. Brazilian waxing involves applying a small piece of liquid wax to the skin while it's still hot, letting it solidify, and then quickly tearing it off, removing the hair by the root. Afterwards, Linlin said that because the areas were all near her sensitive genitals, the pain was accompanied by a strange pleasure. This reminded me of the pleasure derived from whipping a woman's genitals in SM, and considering Linlin's preference for being spanked during doggy style, perhaps Linlin really does have a submissive tendency.

On the screen, Linlin's lower body twitched every time the doctor removed the wax, her facial expression seemed to be involuntarily moaning, and her hands strained downwards, her body twisting in response, much like a submissive receiving pleasure from SM.

"Oh, she's so f**king hot!" the Italian next to me muttered in a heavy Italian accent, staring at Linlin's writhing body on the screen. "I really want to fuck her." "Indeed," I replied, not wanting to reveal that I was Linlin's boyfriend, "look at her boobs, so big and pretty." "Yea, I love seeing them jiggle. So fucking tempting," the Italian said, gesturing as if he were touching her breasts. "I'd pay to fuck her!" "If she's really willing to pay you to fuck her, you might not find her so attractive." Fantasizing about your girlfriend's naked body with a complete stranger is certainly exciting, but I still don't want Linlin to be treated like she's being sold.

"Dude, maybe you're right." The Italian man pursed his lips and nodded. "If my girlfriend had her figure and face, I'd fuck her every day." This Indian guy nearby probably thought the same thing. It was almost closing time, and most of the people from country A had gone home to enjoy a pleasant Saturday night; the store was nearly empty.

This Indian security guard had completely forgotten his job (he was basically just a decoration anyway), staring intently at the screen, afraid of missing a single frame. Although the table blocked his view, I'm sure he had already shoved his hand into his pants, constantly moving it up and down.

On the screen, Linlin's genitals were mostly exposed after the hair removal. Despite frequent sexual activity, Linlin's genitals remained youthful, her labia showing no signs of pigmentation, tender and pink like a virgin's. Her alluring little opening now revealed a hint of moisture. The constant stimulation from below had truly made her genitals wet.

"Dude, look, she's already wet. She's fucking horny. My girlfriend always screams in pain, but this chick gets wet like this, she must be so easy to fuck." The Italian guy also noticed the change in Linlin's genitals and continued his fantasies, "Look at her down there, it's as tender as a virgin's, she must not have been fucked enough." Amidst the lewd comments, Linlin had finished with her genitals, her entire private area no longer covered, completely exposed. Her pink little opening was slightly open, completely wet, like a finely sculpted work of art, exuding an incredibly alluring fragrance. Every man would want to put his mouth on such a honey pot, licking it with his tongue to suck out its nectar. Or perhaps you could place your penis at the entrance of that hole, slowly inserting it, and savor the moment the small opening is forced open. Even I was seeing this beautiful sight for the first time, and now I'm sharing it with so many others.

Since it was her first time getting hair removal, Linlin's expression in the video showed some pain, and she seemed to be making some sounds. Her hands were rubbing her inner thighs incessantly, her long, beautiful arms pressing her breasts together. The doctor applied a cream to the area where Linlin had just had her hair removed, significantly relieving the pain, but the massage-like motion during application gave Linlin immense pleasure. Linlin's legs straightened, trying to spread them apart, her feet gradually rising to grip the edge of the bed. As the pleasure spread throughout her body, Linlin's body began to tremble uncontrollably, even her legs involuntarily straightening and tensing, as if the pent-up pleasure was finally released, culminating in an orgasm.

This erotic scene looked like a masturbation scene from an adult film, but Linlin was actually acting it out.

Even the doctor seemed somewhat surprised by Linlin's reaction, but for a seasoned doctor, it was probably nothing new.

In comparison, the subsequent treatment of Linlin's armpits seemed rather uninteresting. For Linlin, wearing a sleeveless tank top, her armpits were already completely bare, requiring only simple treatment. The Indian security guard, worried about losing his job, switched the screen back. The Italian man who had witnessed the whole process left with his girlfriend.

A dozen minutes later, Linlin came out, dressed, but her steps were very small, her legs slightly apart, looking somewhat unnatural. "Down there… it felt cool… a bit too stimulating," Linlin told me, urging me to slow down. "Finally, the doctor said…" Linlin said mysteriously.

"What did she say?" I asked

. "Hehe, the doctor said my genitals look especially good, and that the shape and color are beautiful, and that I should take good care of them," Linlin said with a grin. Lately, whenever she received compliments about her figure, Linlin always had this expression. "They even took pictures of my genitals, saying they'd use them for advertising or something." "Huh? Does that mean everyone can see my girlfriend's little hole?" I said in surprise.

"Honey, why are you panicking? How can you tell whose it is just by looking there? Everyone looks pretty much the same," Linlin started to reassure me. "Besides, who would post those kinds of photos on a website? It's definitely for internal promotion. And I'm not losing out, this shop gave me a free membership, so I can get a 20% discount on other things later." Of course they welcome you to go; every part of your body can be used as a promotional image. And the security guard at the door would definitely be the one who welcomes you the most. "Linlin, did you notice if there are any cameras in the room?" I asked deliberately.

"I saw one. It's probably installed to prevent anything from happening during the process. Why do you ask?" Linlin tilted her head slightly, looking at me with confusion.

"I'm worried that someone will see your bare little hole," I said, while replaying the video from earlier.

"You want to see, don't you, you big pervert?" Linlin said with a wicked grin.

We walked home like that, starting to prepare for what would happen that night.

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