Mikey's fingers hovered over his phone's keyboard, his eyes squinting slightly in anticipation. His lips moved faintly, murmuring the title under his breath like it was something sacred.
"My Big Mummy Milf Knows How to Treat an Extra…"
He typed it in slowly, like each word carried weight—fond memories hidden beneath every syllable. His thumb tapped the search button, and in an instant, the screen illuminated with results. Several titles flooded the page, all mimicking the phrase, some twisted, others imitations, but only one stood out.
There it was.
The one.
The one that had changed everything. The one that had flipped his mundane, irrelevant existence into something wild, something impossible.
His eyes didn't even hesitate—they latched onto the familiar font of the title like a long-lost lover. A breath escaped him, shaky, and almost reverent.
"Just like the first time…" he whispered. He clicked and the page instantly loaded.
