Open on a bathtub in a stark, white room. The tiles are white, and there is nothing but a white background. It appears to almost be floating in space. The whole rim is lit by a soft light, as if it were taking place in heaven. The camera is angled at a low angle.
A slim boy in a white bathrobe steps over the camera. He has short black hair. The bathrobe is small, and clings to his body. It is obvious that he has an incredibly large ass, as the two cheeks bulge out from the rear of the bathrobe.
The steps closer to the bath. He pulls the bathrobe open and lets it fall to the ground in slow-motion. The camera zooms in on his glistening, milky white cheeks. As he lifts his leg and gingerly places one toe into the bath, his cheeks bounce ever so slightly.
The angle shifts to a profile. It is now clear that the youth is nationwide famous idol singer and actor, Jun Nakamura. Zoom in on his foot going into the bathtub. The bathwater is a milky white substance, with a few bubbles at the surface.
The camera trails up his leg, caressing his body with its lens, keeping anything truly obscene just outside of the camera frame. It focuses on his muscular thighs, his thick hips, his taut six-pack abs, his perky pink nipples, and finally it zooms in on his face. Jun closes his eyes and parts his lips slightly, a satisfied moan escaping as he relaxes into the bathwater.
The camera shifts to a bird’s eye angle. Jun leans forward, settles into the water and rests his chin against the end of the bathtub. His entire body is submerged except for his incredibly large and round bubble, which is angled in such a way that the peach-like shape resembles a heart peaking out of the water. Graphics fade in, the words HEART and REFRESH with Jun’s round ass right in between them.
“HEART♡REFRESH BUBBLE BATH – for true relaxation”
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“Well, what do you think?” Jun’s manager turned to him eagerly. The tall, bespectacled middle-aged man was grinning like a cat.
“This campaign was just released this morning, and already HEART REFRESH has seen a sales increase by 300%!” Nothing got the man going more than money. He was the manager of one of the most successful idols in Japan, after all. Without him, it is likely Jun would have never found as much success as he has. And with Jun’s generous attitude, he needed someone like his Manager to make sure he was paid what he was worth.
Jun sat shell-shocked. His jaw hung open, and his eyebrows twitched. His entire face shifted a deep pink shade. He tried to open and close his mouth to speak, but nothing came out, and it made him look like a koi gulping.
“Come on, Jun, don’t look like that! I know I told you it wasn’t going to be a nude shoot, but it’s your own fault! I turn by back for one minute and you ruin the bathing suit we provided for you. I know you said that you sat in a puddle, but it was way too sticky for that and you even stretched it out!”
“Look, everyone loves this commercial. The company is happy, your fans are happy. Don’t you want to make your fans happy?”
It was true. No matter the embarrassing photoshoots, variety appearances, and stunts his Manager made him do, the adoration of his fans made it all worth it. Jun didn’t do this out of narcissism. He genuinely loved performing and spreading enjoyment. He choked back his embarrassment and flashed a weak grin at his manager.
“Yes, Mr. Manager, I guess you are right. It is a rather refreshing commercial, isn’t it?”
A slim boy in a white bathrobe steps over the camera. He has short black hair. The bathrobe is small, and clings to his body. It is obvious that he has an incredibly large ass, as the two cheeks bulge out from the rear of the bathrobe.
The steps closer to the bath. He pulls the bathrobe open and lets it fall to the ground in slow-motion. The camera zooms in on his glistening, milky white cheeks. As he lifts his leg and gingerly places one toe into the bath, his cheeks bounce ever so slightly.
The angle shifts to a profile. It is now clear that the youth is nationwide famous idol singer and actor, Jun Nakamura. Zoom in on his foot going into the bathtub. The bathwater is a milky white substance, with a few bubbles at the surface.
The camera trails up his leg, caressing his body with its lens, keeping anything truly obscene just outside of the camera frame. It focuses on his muscular thighs, his thick hips, his taut six-pack abs, his perky pink nipples, and finally it zooms in on his face. Jun closes his eyes and parts his lips slightly, a satisfied moan escaping as he relaxes into the bathwater.
The camera shifts to a bird’s eye angle. Jun leans forward, settles into the water and rests his chin against the end of the bathtub. His entire body is submerged except for his incredibly large and round bubble, which is angled in such a way that the peach-like shape resembles a heart peaking out of the water. Graphics fade in, the words HEART and REFRESH with Jun’s round ass right in between them.
“HEART♡REFRESH BUBBLE BATH – for true relaxation”
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“Well, what do you think?” Jun’s manager turned to him eagerly. The tall, bespectacled middle-aged man was grinning like a cat.
“This campaign was just released this morning, and already HEART REFRESH has seen a sales increase by 300%!” Nothing got the man going more than money. He was the manager of one of the most successful idols in Japan, after all. Without him, it is likely Jun would have never found as much success as he has. And with Jun’s generous attitude, he needed someone like his Manager to make sure he was paid what he was worth.
Jun sat shell-shocked. His jaw hung open, and his eyebrows twitched. His entire face shifted a deep pink shade. He tried to open and close his mouth to speak, but nothing came out, and it made him look like a koi gulping.
“Come on, Jun, don’t look like that! I know I told you it wasn’t going to be a nude shoot, but it’s your own fault! I turn by back for one minute and you ruin the bathing suit we provided for you. I know you said that you sat in a puddle, but it was way too sticky for that and you even stretched it out!”
“Look, everyone loves this commercial. The company is happy, your fans are happy. Don’t you want to make your fans happy?”
It was true. No matter the embarrassing photoshoots, variety appearances, and stunts his Manager made him do, the adoration of his fans made it all worth it. Jun didn’t do this out of narcissism. He genuinely loved performing and spreading enjoyment. He choked back his embarrassment and flashed a weak grin at his manager.
“Yes, Mr. Manager, I guess you are right. It is a rather refreshing commercial, isn’t it?”
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