You have been selected as a monitor for technical training at a chain of healthy beauty salons. You go there with joy, expecting to receive a free treatment, but it turns out to be a garden of women. The man-starved beauticians come to inspect your penis, even in the shower, under the pretext of studying it. The only armor protecting your penis is a pair of flimsy paper underwear. Welcome to a special course where the beauticians will treat your scrotum and the area around your glans with a grin on their faces, and you will be teased with their authentic techniques.