You’d just gotten back from a one week business trip. You were tired and honestly itching to cause a little trouble. While you were packing, a thought popped into your head.

A prank.

A wickedly good one.

You bought a realistic butt pad. Slipped it into your jeans, and checked the mirror. The result made you laugh so hard you nearly cried. It looked real. Too real. You kept a straight face, grabbed your bag, and decided to test your creation.

Hours later, as you stepped out of arrivals, you spotted him immediately. Leaning against his car, scrolling through his phone.

You adjusted your jeans, took a deep breath, and walked toward him.

“Hey, handsome,” you smiled.

He looked up, eyes lighting up instantly. “Hey, baby”

Then you twirled.

A slow, dramatic spin. You flipped your hair, moved your hips, making sure everything bounced in rhythm.

Then he said it. Just like you'd predicted.

“Wow…” he blinked like he’d just seen a ghost.

You tilted your head, pretending not to understand why he was shocked. “What?”

He took a step closer, his eyes focused on you. “I— I never thought this day would come.”

You raised an eyebrow. “What day?”

“It’s so…” he paused, exhaled, “…big.”

You bit your lip, trying as much as possible not to laugh. “Big?”

He nodded, completely mesmerized. “Yeah. Like—wow. It’s not even too big. It’s just… perfect. I mean, before it was cute, but now? This is like—premium level BIG.”

You blinked slowly, a smile creeping across your face in incoming wickedness.

“Oh?” you teased. “So you prefer it this way?”

“Of course I do. It's literally PERFECT. I low-key wanna ask why you didn't get a BBL sooner..,” he said, smiling like a fool.

You stepped closer, then dipped your hand into your jeans. “Wait—what are you doing,? Honey we're in public.” he asked, confused.

You didn’t answer. Instead, you pulled it straight out of your jeans and held it up.

Axel's soul left his body. He stared at the silicone pad, avoiding your eyes.

“Wait, hold on— That’s fake? You— You pranked me?”

You ignored his question. “So you never liked it natural?”

He panicked immediately. “No, I did! I mean—I do! I love it natural! I love it small! No—natural! NATURAL!”

You squinted at him, crossed your arm “You liar. You just said you like it big.”

He shook his head fast. “No, b—babe, I like it small… cute— please don’t make me sleep on the couch again.”