The IG had become compromised. Ever since the "ad" was placed the account was turned public and more and more images of Natalia in what I could only assume was Russia began flooding the account. Still everything was in Russian, and Paul became more and more distant in my investigation. More and more people began following it, crossing over one thousand within three days. The only thing I could take solace in was that no suspicious packages or people had shown up at the door... yet.
The photos were an assortment of Natalia's body dressed in many outifts, with a lot of attention to bikinis. They reminded me of Nathan's dress up, but more pressional and not only in the photography. The Natalia in the photos carried herself like a model. While Nathan would spend a lot of time taunting his tits at me, this Natalia could showcase herself as the whole. My eyes weren't just focused on her breasts, but her abs, her legs, and her face too. She looked so natural in her skin, I wondered if she were the real Natalia.
I studied the IG for days trying to make sense of everything, but with Paul sinking further and further into his depression, and Nathan still refusing to text me my only ally was Google Translate anything with audio was out of the question. Most of the captions were simple taglines like "Become a goddess," or "Experince Natalia." Nothing of use. I began to long for a simpler time, a time when Nathan wore her flesh.