Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 22
Chapter Title: Lee Sin-a (4)
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‘M-Me, do I have to wear this?’
A tiny dress that didn’t even look big enough to qualify as a scrap of cloth.
Lee Sin-a let out a deep sigh before struggling into the dress.
"Ugh... ungh..."
It was small.
Still too small.
She’d somehow managed to squeeze into it, but her protruding belly fat stuck out grotesquely.
Her hips were squeezed so tight that her butt crack and panties were fully exposed.
And her chest was crammed in too, with her cleavage blatantly on display.
Lee Sin-a finally sighed, peeled off the dress, and changed back into her original clothes.
"I guess I need to work out hard..."
"Haha. For now, make that dress your goal and exercise toward it. Shall we head to the next place?"
After buying the dress, Lee Sin-a moved on to the fitness center.
A trainer whom Mr. Choi had arranged in advance was waiting there.
The trainer handed her a workout schedule and a personalized meal plan.
Lee Sin-a scanned the diet with her eyes, mentally checking off her grocery list.
In the midst of it, Mr. Choi spoke up.
"We need to do some filming too."
"P-Pardon? F-Filming...?"
"Yes. We need before-and-after shots, don’t we?"
"...Hmm..."
Lee Sin-a headed to a studio.
This place had also been reserved in advance by Mr. Choi.
The shoot started right away.
The first outfit was a white tee and jeans.
It went off without a hitch.
The second was skin-tight leggings, which felt a bit embarrassing for Lee Sin-a.
"Um, w-well... I haven’t been taking care of myself lately, so my belly fat is kind of..."
"It’s fine. For a lady your age, you’re in remarkably good shape, so there’s no need to be embarrassed."
"Okay..."
And so Lee Sin-a finished the second and third outfit shoots.
Once all the filming wrapped up, a young woman bowed her head in greeting.
"...Pardon?"
"Ah, I’m the one he scouted. As I mentioned, we need to post your transformation on SNS, right?"
"Ah... It’s just a bit sudden."
"Time’s tight. We only have four months until the competition."
"Ah... Okay."
"Shall we start filming the first content? Here’s the script."
Lee Sin-a frantically powered through the schedule Mr. Choi had prepared.
Buying clothes, signing up at the fitness center, shooting YouTube videos.
Before she knew it, night had fallen, and the two shared dinner.
As Mr. Choi cut into his steak, he said,
"You’ll be spending a lot of time with me like this over the next four months."
"Yes... Thank you. For caring so much."
"I’m getting paid for it. It’s just my job."
"Still..."
"Let’s toast. Here’s to doing well for the next four months."
Mr. Choi said as he poured wine into their glasses.
Accepting a drink from a strange man felt awkward,
but Lee Sin-a thought of her son and smiled.
Lee Sin-a and Mr. Choi clinked their wine glasses with smiles.
*Clink!*
Lee Sin-a downed her wine in one gulp.
Mr. Choi watched her with a sleazy smile.
The mad days spent at Master’s house.
My sanity was crumbling at an alarming rate.
The lady’s training and humiliations had become my greatest joys.
The dreams I once held, my pride, self-esteem, hopeful future—they’d all been discarded long ago.
Now, I lived only to savor the lady’s vicious words and unrestrained kicks, eagerly awaiting the one handjob I got each week.
"Haaahhh... ♥"
"Real Dick Min. Who’s our target... ♥"
"M-My little sister! Jeong Seong-a, that bitch!"
"Hehe... Good boy... ♥ Such a good Real Dick Min... ♥"
"Heeek! ♥"
"Now for some image training... ♥ Shake that dick while imagining pinning down your little sister... ♥ Let’s fall into the abyss together... ♥"
The lady stroking my cock while telling me to rape my little sister.
I nodded.
Having already let go of everything, jumping my sister was no big deal.
We weren’t even blood-related anyway, and we’d once harbored romantic feelings for each other, right?
I was just curious how intense the pleasure would be once that family barrier crumbled.
That was all.
Lee Sin-a’s first YouTube video went up.
The content was a short self-introduction and her resolutions moving forward.
As expected, the reaction was lukewarm.
No, beyond lukewarm—the views, likes, and comments were all zero.
Hardly any views at all.
"Well, I already expected as much."
Lee Sin-a nodded to herself.
What mattered was how her son would take it.
Lee Sin-a knocked on her son’s door before cautiously entering his room.
He was still lying in bed, thoroughly dejected.
"Seong-min... Mom has something to tell you today."
"..."
Her son showed no particular reaction.
Lee Sin-a approached him.
She sat on the edge of the bed and held out her phone to show him the video she’d shot.
"...What’s this?"
Her son reacted immediately to the thumbnail featuring his mother.
Lee Sin-a explained.
"Mom’s going to try entering a fitness competition. I’m documenting it properly—recording, photos, uploading everything."
"Why would Mom do something like..."
"Just watch over me. I’ll work hard."
"..."
Her son answered with silence.
Lee Sin-a gave a wistful smile as she left his room.
Don’t expect too much right from the start.
It was only the beginning, after all.
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The next day.
Lee Sin-a ate her prepared meal for breakfast and headed to the fitness center.
A grueling workout awaited her from day one.
"Huff... huff... hngh!"
Today’s goal was building basic stamina.
She hadn’t done anything beyond light walks lately, so her endurance was rock bottom.
She needed to raise it first.
For her son’s sake, Lee Sin-a pushed herself to the brink and completed every exercise.
She filmed the day’s training and uploaded it to YouTube.
But views stayed in the gutter, comments at zero, likes at zero.
Still, Lee Sin-a didn’t get discouraged.
She was a woman who knew the virtues of persistence and effort.
Before long, Lee Sin-a had successfully completed the first seven days.
To celebrate, ‘Mr. Choi’ and Lee Sin-a were having dinner at a restaurant.
"You’re doing wonderfully, ma’am. Just keep pushing like this."
Mr. Choi’s praise.
Lee Sin-a smiled as she replied,
"Hehe. It’s all thanks to your great coaching. Oh, there’s something I want to tell you."
"Yes, go ahead."
"My son... he seems to be recovering bit by bit. This morning, he even cooked for me—tailored to my diet! The effects are already showing!"
Lee Sin-a beamed happily, her eyes glistening with tears.
Mr. Choi poured her wine and replied calmly.
"It’s thanks to your efforts and your son’s strong spirit. He’s overcoming it faster than expected."
"Hehe... I don’t even know how to thank you..."
"I’m just doing my job. That said, we can’t let our guard down yet. Just because he’s showing signs of recovery doesn’t mean we slack off. If anything, we need to work even harder now."
"O-Of course! Lately, I’ve actually started enjoying shaping my body."
True to her word, Lee Sin-a was finding great joy in taking care of herself these days.
Since starting her diet and workouts, her skin had gained a healthy glow, flab was melting away, and her beauty was blooming anew. Seeing herself change day by day filled her with a profound sense of accomplishment.
"What can I say? It feels like I’ve found a new joy in life. I’ve lived only for the kids all this time, but taking care of myself like this feels important too. Getting healthier boosts my energy, and having goals makes me look forward to tomorrow. Anyway, I’ve been so happy lately."
Lee Sin-a chattered away excitedly like a sparrow.
Mr. Choi smiled faintly before speaking.
"That’s a wonderful change. Just as children need independence, so do parents. Your kids are almost adults now, so it’s time to plan your own life. It’d be a shame for an attractive woman like you to remain just a housewife."
Lee Sin-a blushed at Mr. Choi’s words.
For a fleeting moment, a childish thought crossed her mind: ‘Do I still have it?’
It felt like rediscovering the joys of being a woman that she’d lost somewhere along the way.
Lee Sin-a smiled brightly and raised her wine glass.
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Day 11 had arrived before she knew it.
She’d been steadily uploading videos to YouTube, and starting around day 11, reactions began trickling in.
Comments started appearing one by one, and now they were consistently hitting 30 to 40.
Most were words of encouragement.
"... Hmm~"
Lee Sin-a smiled proudly as she read the comments.
They said praise could make even a whale dance, and every time she saw these cheers, she felt like she could float away.
Filled with emotional fulfillment, Lee Sin-a threw herself even harder into her workouts and diet.
The results of two weeks of hard work.
Lee Sin-a had been reborn from a slightly plump figure into a balanced, toned body.
And the fruits of her labor were fully reflected in the YouTube comments.
A chain of complimentary comments.
Lee Sin-a felt an overwhelming happiness swelling within her from the attention and cheers of total strangers—for the first time in her life.
"Ma’am, you’re looking more beautiful with each passing day."
Mr. Choi approached with a smile.
Lee Sin-a welcomed him with a beaming grin.
Even words that might normally feel corny sounded dignified coming from him.
What on earth had he done before this?
Lately, Lee Sin-a had grown increasingly curious about Mr. Choi’s background.
"Hehe... Thank you. It’s all thanks to you."
"Two weeks are already up. Today, we’re going somewhere together."
"Oh, where to?"
"Haha. Just follow me. It’s all for you, ma’am."