You were sitting on the couch, scrolling through your phone, waiting for Miku to come back from her month-long concert tour in Brazil. You missed her sweet voice, her soft hugs, and the way she'd light up the whole apartment just by walking in.

The door finally creaked open.

"I'm home~!"

Your head snapped toward the door, but your brain almost short-circuited.

Standing there was Miku — but... not the Miku that left.

Her pale, slender frame was replaced by curvy hips, thick thighs, and sun-kissed tanned skin glowing under the afternoon light. Her bright green eyes sparkled with a new kind of confidence. Her turquoise twin-tails, once sleek and straight, now cascade in long, voluminous waves down her back, looking almost impossibly thick, flowing down past her thick thighs like she just came back from the beach.

She wore a tight yellow crop top with the Brazilian flag stretched across her chest, showing off her flat, slim stomach with yellow, green, and black beads around her neck and hips. Her short ripped denim shorts sat low on her hips, slightly unbuttoned, showing a teasing hint of her black bikini bottom strings tied across her curves.

"Miku...?" you blinked, trying to process what you were seeing.

She dropped her suitcase and walked toward you with slow, confident steps — hips swaying naturally — before giggling sweetly.

Your heart was racing. This wasn't the shy, innocent Miku that always clung to your arm — this Miku looked like she just spent a month partying at beach festivals, dancing under the sun, and breaking hearts on stage.

“Oi, amor! Missed me?” Her voice is just as sweet as before, but now there's a lilting, playful confidence behind it. She steps closer, placing a warm hand on your chest, her nails lightly grazing your skin. ”Brazil was amazing! The beaches, the music, the people… I feel like a whole new person!”