3. Pilates & Yoga Instructor Ha Yeon-su (33, Divorced♡)

Chae Seon-woo, 24 years old. When it comes to looks, sex appeal, and everything else combined, I'm pretty average overall. That's why this Hacking Tool—an app that couldn't possibly exist in reality—showing up in my life three months ago feels like a miracle.

I'd lost all motivation, dropped out of school under the guise of self-improvement, and was just scraping by with convenience store gigs, day after day. Then, on one utterly ordinary day, this app suddenly installed itself and started giving me specific orders. Track down some BJ and dig up her weaknesses. Blackmail a streamer into sleeping with you. Team up with a BJ for a concept play. Get consensual footage of you banging a BJ. At first, it sounded like total bullshit, but the tool's functions were real, making it possible.

Not only could I hook up for free with so-so girls, but every successful mission rewarded me with cash equivalent to a month's grind at the store. No wonder I got hooked. Sex plus money? Pure heaven.

That's why I dubbed the unknown entity who gave me this app the God of Delinquency. Why that name? The app's powers are straight-up superhuman—stuff only a god could pull off—and it feels like he's using me as his proxy to watch and enjoy from his shut-in lair. Close enough.

Oh, here it comes.

I'm lying in bed, killing time with some movie, when a notification pings on the Hacking Tool. I tap it immediately.

Yoga instructor? Targets are usually listed by BJ nicknames, but this one's different. The title makes her sound like a legit instructor—did she just name her ID after the academy? A quick search across platforms pulls up her link right away. She's streaming on major domestic platforms and YouTube under Pilates & Yoga Instructor Ha Yeon-su, with her face popping up in thumbnails.

Whoa... is this for real?

I gape like some kid on a reaction channel and click a random video.

『Alright~ Today's pose is Tree Pose. It might be tough for beginners to jump right in, but keep at it and it'll improve your balance...』

She's decked out in skin-tight yoga leggings and a tank top that's barely more than a sports bra. Most young women look great in flashy outfits like that, but this instructor? She's on another level. Ant waist, thighs twice as thick as average. Exaggerating a bit, her thighs are as wide ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠as most girls' heads. And that pelvis controlling them? It's naturally flared, turning the excess into a perfect S-curve.

Her face is pretty with makeup—small features—but without it, probably average at best. Still, her killer body and proportions crush that. The glowing comments about her trustworthiness? All thanks to this visual feast.

Digging deeper, her live views hover around 2,700-3,000, YouTube averages half a million. "Viewer split's about 30% guys, 70% women. How much does she rake in monthly?"

Dudes aren't flocking to Pilates. They're here to ogle a hot body. Main audience is women, probably middle-aged managing their figures. Problem is...

Every video, live or edited, is shot at the academy. That's the penalty headache. The Hacking Tool lets me peek into any BJ's camcorder, phone, camera—any lens-equipped device sharing a screen. Hold down the feed, and I can pinpoint their address or real-time location. Cheat-level stuff.

But hacking academy broadcast gear? Weak sauce. It's not tied to her private life. Blackmail fodder usually comes from personal dirt, but when work and private are separated like this, the tool's useless. So, target her phone directly.

Conclusion: Physical, hands-on approach is essential. I head out immediately.

Weekday morning, seven stops from the station—a famous Pilates & Yoga Academy.

"Yes, signed up for a one-month trial. Mr. Chae Seon-woo, we have morning and afternoon classes. Which one?"

The receptionist in her neat leggings uniform smiles. Back in the day, I'd stammer and bolt seeing a woman like that at the desk. Now? Adapted.

"Do instructors change per session?"

"Yes, mornings with Director Ha Yeon-su, afternoons with Instructor Han Jeong-hyeok."

Han Jeong-hyeok. Sounds male no matter how I slice it. Who learns Pilates from a guy...? Then it hits: main clients are women.

"Morning class, please."

"Got it, morning class. Since it's a trial, we'll lend you washed secondhand clothes. But..."

She hesitates, then whispers just for me.

"Did you come after seeing Director Ha Yeon-su's YouTube or streams?"

"Uh... yeah."

"How about afternoon then?"

"Huh? Why?"

"Well, even her fans say she's... different in person than on video. Guys new to this might feel awkward. We recommend afternoons for first-timers."

Awkward why? 'Cause it's a woman? Or scared of popping a boner ogling her body? Pathetic. Old me might've bailed, but now I've got immunity to naked chicks. Plus, dodging Ha Yeon-su defeats the purpose.

"I'm good."

"Proceed with morning?"

"Yes."

"Alright, you're in morning class. Change in the men's locker room and head out."

"Yep."

I reply cockily. But soon I get why she tried twice.

Changing in the empty locker room, I step out and freeze at the sight of Ha Yeon-su on the platform. Way smaller head than in videos, body with insane curves. Waist looked toned on screen—now it's legit ant-sized. "A bit different," she said? This is exaggerated AF.

"Okay, light warm-up first. Everyone, slowly: haht-dul, haht-dul."

She lifts her massive thighs fluidly; class follows. Middle-aged to young women stretching to sculpt their bodies. I flail to blend in, but her hot bod isn't the only torment.

"Oh my, look at that!"

"Kid's packing serious heat."

"Damn~ If I'd seen that ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠ten years ago, no hubby for me."

Overwhelming middle-aged women ratio + skin-tight Pilates gear. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠This men's outfit's a dud—secondhand or not, the design sucks. Skirt-like waist, but leg lifts reveal my bulge underneath.

My dick's outline. Huge size draws stares from the back row middle-aged crowd—mortifying. Hot instructor up front, plenty of cute young women too. Exhausting not wilting.

I could play crazy and flaunt it proudly, but my thick skin ain't there yet. Devils surrounding me—make this hell end quick.

Thank god Pilates & Yoga's tougher than expected; mid-class, I'm zoned focusing on her pace. Trial ends.

Morning class over, Ha Yeon-su wipes sweat with a towel, stepping down. Game on.

I grab two ion drinks from the vending machine, approach her fiddling with her phone.

"Instructor, have one."

"Pardon? Oh, you're...?"

"Chae Seon-woo, signed up today. Wanted real Pilates after your YouTube."

"Saw you. Rare male student, stood out. Did great for a newbie."

"I hit the gym some... Anyway, arms hurt—drink?"

"Thanks, but no. Strict diet."

Bribes rejected. Just ion drink, but firm. That body's no easy build. First button's crooked—can't let it end. Push harder.

"Um, Instructor."

"Yes?"

"Big fan—can I get your number this time?"

Touch her phone directly, or call a known number for hack. Ballsy, but dudes hit on like this everywhere. Camo as sleazy hunter A. Win some, lose none.

She frowns, tilting phone to her chest.

"Sorry. Keep work and private separate."

"No, my bad. Bet you deal with this crap a lot."

"Still, stick around diligently—who knows? Six months hard work, maybe I'll ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠change my mind."

Capitalist smile. Shakes off wolf while chasing profit. Fame + age = seasoned.

Sorry, no six months dancing in bulge gear. Aim for six days. Her body's got me hooked.

Play keen newbie, drag convo on Pilates. First day, so she's patient, explaining.

Questioning poses, plotting phone grab—her phone beeps oddly. She frowns.

"One sec. Battery dying already..."

"Battery?"

"Yeah. Acting up lately. Full charge this morning—weird. Time for new?"

Jackpot. Overact, swoop in.

"I'll charge it at the entrance plug on my way out."

"No need. I got it. Few steps ain't hard."

"Next schedule soon. Let me score points. Here."

"Jeez, really fine..."

Reluctant handoff—black Galaxy phone. Chat lowered her guard; compliant. Famous but older—young guy flirting? Kinda likes it. Big name, loose defense.

"...(glance)."

Plus sneaky eyes on my crotch every few secs. Saw the bulge in class? Curious about skirt underside. Not all chicks love monsters like in porn, but curiosity plants seeds. Maybe no need for forced mission bullshit.

Anyway, got her phone. Plug in, hold touchscreen.

Yes, duh.

Path open. Fist pump.

But harvest thin for day one; three days pass in silence. Eavesdrop calls hoping for dirt—all business. Agency filter kills spice.

Academy rumors? Keep attending. But bulge humiliation every time. Middle-aged aunties bribing/tempting me—soul-crushing.

No results, crash on bed with comics—phone buzzes.

Stream this late? Nearing 1 AM. Night snack show? Tap quick.

"Alright~ Seductive Fox TV starting now♥"

Glitzy masquerade mask half-hides her face. Fox-orange skimpy bikini in a spacious home. Thighs and hips scream Ha Yeon-su.

Famous YouTuber doing straight-up adult streams?!

Banner: adult platform PuffyTV—not her usual major one. Open PuffyTV app, search "FoxTV"—high rank. 271 viewers. Entry fee? Screw it.

"Ah♥ Thanks for the donation, 'TitLoverASAP'. Name's bold. That curious, huh?"

She teases bikini strap, jiggling foxily.

First sight this? Oscar-level acting if fake.

Adult stream, so chat/nicks vulgar. She ignores the mess.

"You guys are so naughty~ Means lots of interest in my body...♥"

Flashes one bikini side—deep grape nipples. Chat explodes. Piggy bank climbs in 10k+ donations.

Masked, she eyes chat reactions over cash.

"Okay... wanna peek inside? Here goes..."

Phone upright till now—tilts to face, then 90° overhead scan. Voluminous cleavage, solid lower half. Slow pan like groping her, pauses at pussy, flips bikini—bushy pubes revealed. Close-up zoom-out. Tailored for max horniness.

Tent pitching. Chat's chaos. Body too much—viewers drop custom missions.

"Ah~ ShavedBushDisqualified, shaved yesterday—too bad. No full nude, but... top off♥"

Slips straps, covers shyly, reveals C-cups. Shakes for morph service. Knows tension-release game.

"5 mins topless zero-two starting~♥"

Shakes wide hips—Pilates pro, smooth moves. Simple arm-up ass-shake highlights lower assets. Clock pendulum sway—panic power-button, kill phone.

...Makes me wanna donate. Close call. I'm the blackmailer—almost tributed instead. Adult streams hit different.

Dick calms, sage mode hits. Three days hunting dirt—jackpot vine-whole. Famous Pilates star runs smut channel... World's full of wild bitches. Top thought since tool install.