As Sir's skilled hands massaged my muscles, I felt a sense of relaxation wash over me. But suddenly, a notification popped up on my system: +20 intimacy points. I was taken aback - what did massaging have to do with intimacy? I knew that intimacy meant physical closeness, like kissing or...other things. But this was just a massage, right?
I tried to brush it off, but the notification lingered in my mind. I didn't understand the connection, but I didn't want to question Sir's methods. After all, he was the expert.
As the massage ended, Sir told me to stand up, and I felt a strange sensation coursing through my body. My muscles felt relaxed, but there was something more, something I couldn't quite put my finger on.
Sir dismissed me, telling me to come back tomorrow. I left, still feeling a bit perplexed. I decided to head to the swimming pool, but as I arrived, I realized it was closed. No one was there to open the gate.
Disappointment washed over me, and I remembered a similar experience from my past. I had spent the whole day in Alex's room, partying with friends through the night. The memory brought a smile to my face, but I couldn't shake off the feeling of confusion about the intimacy points.After some time the massage was was complete I feel so relaxed and little unsure what was those feelings which was coming and why I feel so hot right now and some need
And to control this feeling I ask system to suppress this feeling
As I said this
System used 10 intimacy point and used it to suppress this emotion but at after some time when it comes back it will much more strong I want to stop it but it has already done
After all this
I asked the system, my voice laced with confusion and desperation, "What's going on? Why did I receive intimacy points? And why don't I know about the sexual reproduction chapter? What was that feeling?"
The system replied, its voice calm and collected, "The answer to all your questions is... you. You had wished to forget about those pockets of memory."
I felt a wave of shock wash over me, my mind reeling with the implications. "No, I don't want to forget! Please give me all the information I asked for. But if there's something major that I don't want to remember, delete it."
The system responded, its tone neutral, "As you wish, host."
As the system spoke, a floodgate of memories opened, and I was hit with a wave of emotions - shame, embarrassment, and anger. I remembered seeing them naked as a girl, and Sir seeing me in that dress. Memories I had suppressed came rushing back, and I felt like I was reliving the moments all over again.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, but the memories kept coming. I remembered the touch, the feelings, and the confusion. It was all so overwhelming, and I didn't know how to process it.
The system's voice brought me back to reality. "Host, do you want me to let you remember more?"
I hesitated, unsure of what to do. But then I remembered my goals, my revenge, and my need for millions. I pushed aside the memories and focused on my priorities.
"No, I don't want to remember more. I've had enough. I need to focus on my revenge and my career. I need money, millions of it, and I'll do whatever it takes to get it."
I thought of the modeling competition, the perfect opportunity to get the money I needed. "System, give me a proper dress and address where I can go for the modeling competition. I'll do whatever it takes to win."
I remembered the incident that had changed my life, the incident that had made me lose so much. But now, I was determined to take control, to fight back, and to achieve my goals, no matter what it took.
I soon used all my intimacy points to buy a stunning dress, which I wore with confidence, albeit a bit oblivious to the potential consequences. I took the bus to the registering office, which was an hour away, and arrived just in time for the audition.
As I entered the office, I couldn't help but notice the numerous people staring at me, trying to catch a glimpse of my beauty. I knew it was revealing, but I felt a sense of pride and empowerment. I was shocked how I was thinking as i was always a shy person even as a man I think maybe because I had forgetten about any knowledge related to little about sex knowledge and difference or body shame much more a little conscious has develop as what has also happen on that time
I clear this all thought and moved towards audition place register my name and ready to give audition soon my name announced
As I stepped onto the catwalk, I felt a surge of confidence in my stunning Indian-modern dress. The crimson fabric hugged my curves, showcasing my toned physique. My broad shoulders and strong arms were evident in the fitted bodice, while my slender waist and curvy hips were accentuated by the cinched waistline.
With each step, my hips swayed, and my breasts subtly bounced, drawing attention to my curves. My legs looked long and lean in the flowing skirt, which fell in soft folds around my feet. My white hair cascaded down my back, framing my face and highlighting my bright blue eyes and red lips.
The judges' eyes were fixed on me, their expressions a mix of admiration and critique. One of them nodded in approval, "Perfect body, perfect butt and hips." Another judge chimed in, "Skin tone is good, and those blue eyes and red lips are stunning." However, one judge noted, "Breasts could be bigger, but overall, a beautiful physique."
As I walked, I was aware that my movement wasn't perfect. My strides were a bit tentative, and my turns weren't as smooth as I had thought it could be if I didn't waste my all intimacy point maybe i would have used them here and become perfect but thanks that i had seen so many time and help Sarha to perform I had little practice and remembering her for some time also a anger come on my face but I aside those as I have to focus here as I knew my beauty could hide those imperfections. My dress shimmered in the light, and my curves caught the audience's attention.
I reached the end of the catwalk and struck a pose, my chest heaving slightly with exertion. The judges applauded, and I smiled, knowing I had given them a show for which I had even scolded one time to sarha and i done that also inwas so angry why I keep remembering her i hate her I will take my revenge on her and i again balanced my thoughts and started to walk off the stage . As I walked off the stage, I felt proud of myself, knowing that I had overcome my shyness and showcased my beauty to the world.
Despite some imperfections in my movement, my confidence and beauty had shone through. I knew I still had room for improvement, but for now, I was content with the praise and admiration I had received. I had proven to myself that I could do it, and that was all that mattered.
However, I was taken aback when I saw the results. They deducted points for my breast size, and little imperfect movement and I was shocked. I knew they were small, but I didn't think it would be a significant issue.
I left the place, frustrated and disappointed, with only an hour to spare before I had to be at school. If I was late, I would have to pay a fine of 100 rs per minute, which wasn't a significant problem for the rich, but a substantial burden for middle-class and poor children like me. I had paid 300 rs once before, and I was worried that today might be even worse.
As I waited for the bus, my anger grew. Soon it comes and unluckily soon The bus had some problem in the middle of the journey, and there were no vehicles in sight. I was shocked and frustrated, unsure of what to do.
When I saw the news, I realized that an incident had occurred in my area, blocking the road for hours. No vehicles were available, and I was stranded. My anger reached a boiling point, and I felt helpless and trapped.