Can't Hold Back Seeing You Like This
"Seeing you like this, how could I possibly hold back... You know damn well I've tried every trick in the book these past two years, but this body just won't slim down! Quick, quick—which master is it?"
"It's him!" He Shishi pointed right at Chu Fei, who was sitting nearby with his eyes closed, resting. "He's the boss's son. Just graduated from university and got back yesterday..."
"A guy?" The young woman—Zhang Lin—froze for a second. "And so young... Shishi, you're not messing with me, are you?"
"..." Chu Fei slowly cracked his eyes open and gave her a once-over, his gaze lingering mainly on the generous curves of her body. "If you don't drop at least three kilos after one session, you don't pay a dime."
"Three kilos?!" Zhang Lin's eyes went wide as saucers. She nodded eagerly without a second thought. "Deal, deal! If I lose three kilos, I'll sign up as a member here—I'll be back every week to patronize the place!"
"Shishi, grab the digital scale and weigh Zhang-jie." Chu Fei patted Lin Juan's small hand, signaling her to pause, then stood up. "Also, Zhang-jie, mind if Shishi snaps a before photo? Just for your records, so you can compare later... Don't worry, these pics won't go anywhere outside this room."
"Well... alright!" Zhang Lin hesitated a bit but finally nodded.
"Shishi, take Zhang-jie up to the big room on the second floor!"
Normally, if someone whipped out a scale to weigh her, Zhang Lin would've lost it on the spot—that was straight-up mocking her weight gain! But right now, she hopped on without a care: 68 kilos. Not bad, just a bit on the plump side. And with a grin, she followed He Shishi inside to pose for photos.
Why inside a room? Because these shots required stripping down, obviously—how else would you track the changes properly?
The moment the customer disappeared upstairs, He Peiling hurried out from behind the counter and grabbed her son's hand. "Xiaofei, you sure about this?"
"Mom, get the premium membership card ready. Bump the limit to ten thousand."
Ten thousand?? He Peiling was stunned. The girls nearby jumped too.
By the time Chu Fei stepped into the room, Zhang Lin was already prone on the massage table. He Shishi had helped her out of her clothes, leaving just a pair of panties. She was nervously tugging at the towel draped over her ass, trying to cover more skin. Chu Fei took one glance and couldn't help but chuckle. Turns out Zhang Lin was rocking a black lace thong—and since those things aren't exactly snug, lying down like that left her cheeks fully exposed. With the string riding up loose, he had a clear view through the gap of everything between her thighs...
Thankfully, it wasn't pitch black down there.
He Shishi had the massage oil ready and was about to head out.
Massage didn't strictly need oil, but to make it feel pro, Chu Fei had her prep some. That's why he picked this big room—the only one with a shower, so clients could rinse off after.
But Zhang Lin looked scared stiff and quickly asked He Shishi to stay, not ready to be naked in a room alone with a strange guy just yet.
Chu Fei didn't mind. When he "fed," Shishi wouldn't notice anyway. Plus, she was his cousin, and he planned to train her as his top assistant.
So he shrugged casually, letting her know it was fine to stick around. Then he reached out his "magic hands" toward the plump young wife...
Truth was, Chu Fei didn't need clients fully stripped for a massage—even clothes didn't matter, since contact was all he required to absorb. But devouring fat was no small feat; he had to watch the intake closely, or he'd overdo it and cause real trouble!
Besides, He Shishi had overheard him that morning: the salon was pivoting to legit beauty therapy, and he wanted to master proper techniques too...
So yeah, he was serious—which was why she'd set up the oil, to keep things looking official.
Though, to be fair, the shop only had massage oil on hand—and that was mostly for the "special services" they'd offered some clients before...
First time buck-naked in front of a man who wasn't her husband, Zhang Lin was tense as hell. When Chu Fei's hands finally settled on her shoulders, her body went rigid.
Getting touched by a stranger? Any woman would freak. And Zhang Lin wasn't the type to fool around outside her marriage. Without the massive lure of shedding pounds, she'd probably have kicked him out by now.