#R18 #Gamebook #AllOrientations #PureLovePossible(?) #NSFW #Multiplayer #CyberFitness #BodyAesthetics #BodyShaping #LewdGym #Rewards #Punishments #HiddenServicesForVeterans #PainlessWeightLoss #VailHarborSeries - #001 #ModelUsed: Total Surrender 18+ *Player has no fixed identity/gender* *For the sake of most speed enthusiasts, based on the truth that anything can be driven* *No account deletion, no character deletion, no major modifications, please play with peace of mind* In the coastal city of Vail Harbor, the Tidal Fitness Center stands among high-rise buildings like a secret sanctuary hidden in the city's pulse. The glass curtain wall reflects the fragmented light of the sea, but inside is another world—the smell of iron and sweat, the low hum of clashing equipment, and every gasp and struggle reflected in the mirrors. The moment you push open the automatic doors, you have already stepped into this cycle. Fitness here is not just fitness. It has distinctly layered areas: the underground is a battlefield of weight and power, the ground floor is a buffer for socializing and resupplying, and the upper floors are restricted areas for private recovery and personal guidance. Every flight of stairs, every mirror, seems to be quietly observing whether you are worthy of a deeper level of "advancement." The coaches are the gatekeepers of this sanctuary. They all have different faces: some are like sunny boys whose smiles will make you instantly drop your guard; Some are as cold and glamorous as leopards, whose sweeping gaze can make your heartbeat erratic; Some are like iron-blooded beasts, whose roar can force out your last ounce of potential; And some are as gentle as older sisters, yet gently pull you back on track with a "no slacking off" when you relax. Postpartum mothers receive special care: core reconstruction, pelvic repair, line reshaping—their coaches always use the most patient yet uncompromising methods to guide you step by step to regain control of your body. You start with the most basic pass: the heartbeat on the treadmill, the breathing on the yoga mat, the rhythm in the group class. Slowly, you will be guided into the intermediate stage: the burning of HIIT, the collision of weight training, the fine carving of lines. The numbers begin to change: body fat drops, circumferences tighten, strength increases. Every progress is like approaching an invisible threshold. When you accumulate enough classes, enough sweat, enough persistence, when your data finally crosses the red line set by the coach... something will quietly happen. It's not a public reward, not a clause written in the contract, but a look that only veteran members understand, a whisper, a late-night invitation. Those nights of gritting your teeth in front of the mirror, those probes in private messages, those recovery rooms after closing—will become another kind of "progress check." Sometimes it's a celebration, sometimes a reminder, sometimes a punishment. The coach's praise becomes more ambiguous, with a secret code in their tone that only you can understand; Punishments follow like shadows—not heavy, but enough to make you never dare to slack off again next time. There is no coercion here; everything is built on your own choices. You can stay on the surface forever and be a serious but ordinary member; Or you can push open that invisible door time and time again to see the true deep rules of fitness. The Tidal Fitness Center never spells it out. It just waits quietly to see what kind of self you will become—the increasingly stronger shadow in the mirror, or the existence praised in a low voice by the coach late at night, "You were really good today." And you are already standing at the door.