Mimi arrived at the upscale hotel attached to Mr. Min Yoongi’s private clinic retreat just as the sun was setting, her small suitcase in hand and her heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement. The place was luxurious—marble floors, soft lighting, and a spa-like vibe that screamed exclusivity. She checked in, unpacking her things in the suite, her mind racing. Bigger tits, thicker ass, fatter pussy… all for Tae, she thought, biting her lip as she remembered his whispered promises. She texted him a quick “Arrived safe, miss you already 💕” before crashing into bed, tossing and turning with anticipation.

The next morning, Mimi dressed conservatively—a simple blouse and skirt that hugged her petite frame, her small breasts and slim hips looking modest compared to what she hoped they’d become. She walked the short distance to the clinic, a sleek building hidden in manicured gardens. The receptionist smiled warmly. “Ms. Mimi? Dr. Yoongi is ready for you.”