Titles of a longer length release will be marked with (LL) at the back of it’s title. (LL) titles span between 2-4 releases. The longer length allows for better character development and more detailed scenes for build up.

James’ wife is an influencer, and he works full time for her as her manager, arranging her schedule and accepting assignments. Unable to take her condescending comments and abuse, James slowly trick her into accepting an assignment of no return.

For as long as i can remember, i have been helping my wife take pictures and videos. It started since we were dating. There is no such thing as taking a picture with Yumin. Not one, not two. It’s at least a few dozens. From those few dozens, she will choose the nicest, and it will go up on her social media.

Yumin and i met when we were both studying in Singapore polytechnic. I was working part time in Macdonalds and she joined as a part timer. Since i was about 6 months her senior, i was assigned to guide her along. We did similar shifts and one thing leads to another.

Yumin is the same height as me at 1.6m. Yeah i’m short for a guy but i still manage to get a girlfriend. Yumin is my very first girlfriend, and the one i lost my virginity to. She has had several relationship before and she revealed that she lost hers even before she turned 16. IJ convent uniforms and losing virginity before 16 doesn’t seem to go well together no matter how you see it but it was something she refuse to talk about in detail.

My girlfriend is not the super chio kind of girl during poly. In fact, she was considered a rather plain jane aka girl next door. She dress simply, presentable and clean. She strikes me as someone very neat and pleasant, that’s what attracted me to her.

Beneath her usual t-shirts and occasional spag top, lies a pair of wonderful B cup breast.

The first time i saw Yumin change in my room, i almost came in my pants.

Her legs were long and toned, the kind that looked like they belonged to a dancer.

Smooth and shapely, if i were a pantyhose distributor, that is the pair of legs i will want for my in house model.

She had a way of moving that accentuated them, whether she was walking barefoot on the beach or posing in sneakers.

Her bum was another thing entirely, firm and rounded, the kind that made even the simplest pair of jeans look like a statement piece. If she wore high waist shorts or those FBT running shorts, i will get a nose bleed.

The way they hugged her curves, framing her hips and thighs, will leave men momentarily speechless. Even now, years later, i still feel that same rush of admiration whenever i saw her in something that highlighted her figure.

Yumin wasn’t just beautiful; she was magnetic.

And the most amazing part of all, she didn’t workout at all.

Anyway, we graduated, we got our first job and Yumin began a beautiful transformation. Honestly, i don’t know what happened. She just sort of, got more beautiful.

She began with subtle touches—a swipe of mascara, a dab of lip tint—and suddenly, the plain girl i know in polytechnic was fading into something else entirely. Her wardrobe shifted too, trading simple tees for blouses that hugged her frame just right, skirts that swayed with her every step. I noticed the change gradually, like watching a flower bloom in slow motion. She didn’t say much about it, but I could see the confidence in the way she carried herself, the way her eyes lingered a little longer in the mirror.

It wasn’t long before heads started turning. Men glanced her way as she walked down the street, their gazes lingering just a second too long. Women eyed her with a mix of curiosity and envy.

I felt a strange pang of pride and unease, like he was sharing something precious with the world. Yumin didn’t seem to notice—or maybe she did and chose to ignore it. She strode forward with a quiet assurance, as if she’d always been this version of herself.

At home, she’d sit cross-legged on the bed, scrolling through her phone, her polished nails tapping softly against the screen.

I’ll watched her quietly, trying to reconcile the woman she’d become with the girl i had fallen for. She was still Yumin, still my Yumin, but there was something new in the way she smiled, something that made my chest tighten.

One thing remained the same though, was her obsession with taking that perfect photo, that perfect video.

Then out of the blue, one of the videos i took for her while she tested out a make up product at the booth went viral.

The video captured Yumin effortlessly blending a new foundation, her laughter ringing out as she joked about how it matched her skin tone perfectly. Her hair fell in soft waves around her face, framing her look like she’s some korean superstar.

The likes started pouring in first, then the shares. The comment section exploded with compliments.

“How does she make it look so easy?”

“Her skin is flawless!”

“What foundation is that? I need it!”

The notifications on Yumin’s phone buzzed incessantly, a constant reminder of how quickly her world was shifting. Her follower count skyrocketed, climbing by the thousands each day. By the end of the week, brands were reaching out, offering collaborations, sponsorships, and exclusive deals.

3 months. 3 months was all it took for both of us to quit our jobs.

Yumin became a full time influencer while i became her manager.

Within a year, we got a ‘mostly sponsored’ wedding, we bought a flat, and at 25, both of us were leading the ultimate ‘DINK’ (Dual Income no kids) lifestyle while many of our friends were still struggling to save up for their BTO downpayment.

The money is good, i’m not going to lie. Yumin pulls in between 20-35k a month in endorsements and deals. It was more than enough to keep both of us comfortable.

You know, there’s a saying that goes, “ money, changes people”

Well, it changed Yumin.

Not overnight, but her personality slowly changed.

I’m going to share with you a story that is going to sound so bizarre that you probably think it’s fiction but i assure you, you will find it interesting.

Because you get to follow from the first person perspective of how our beautiful life crumble.

And it all began when Yumin starts to lock me at home and made me do all sorts of funny things.

Coming soon