Check if the app can target a man preferring a non-stereotypical girlfriend.

15:15 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London

You type furiously on the iPad, your slender fingers flying across the screen with determination. David leans closer to read your message, his body heat radiating against your transformed form in a way that makes your new nerve endings tingle traitorously.

IF ALL TASKS/REWARDS ARE BASED ON STEREOTYPICAL "PERFECT GF", CAN THE APP BE SET FOR A SPECIFIC MAN WHO PREFERS NON-BIMBOS? VANILLA OR OPPOSITE? CAN YOU ASK BECKY?

David reads it twice, eyebrows lifting with interest. "Actually... that's brilliant. Using the app's own logic against it." He picks up the pink phone, addressing the animated blonde directly. "Becky, Sophie has a question. Is it possible to customize the app for someone who specifically prefers non-bimbo girlfriends? Someone who wants intelligence, modesty—the opposite of what you've been pushing?"

Becky's cartoon eyes widen dramatically. She presses a manicured hand to her massive chest in theatrical shock. "Omigod, you're, like, trying to hack the system!" She giggles, twirling a platinum strand around her finger. "That's sooo adorable!"

You lean forward, careful to keep your lips sealed against the filthy words threatening to spill out. Hope flickers in your chest as Becky's animation flips through a digital clipboard.

"The PGA has analyzed like, millions of preference matrices," she explains, her voice shifting to a surprisingly academic tone. "And yes, there are Alternative Preference Packages in our database. Some men do authentically prefer modest, intellectual partners over hot, eager bimbos."

David's expression perks up. "So it's possible?"

"Totally!" Becky nods enthusiastically. "We have the Career Woman Package, the Academic Elite Module, even the Modest Mindset Extension. Each designed for the statistical minority of users who genuinely prefer those traits."

You grab the iPad back, typing rapidly: HOW DO WE ACCESS THOSE? COST?

Becky's animation does a little twirl, her impossibly tiny waist rotating as her massive breasts barely stay contained in her crop top. "Well, those alternative packages start at 2,500 Babe Bucks, sweetie. They're premium content! Most users never need them because—" she lowers her voice conspiratorially, "—most men who claim to want smart girlfriends are lying to themselves."

Your heart sinks at the number. At your current rate, that would take weeks, maybe months to accumulate.

"But there's good news!" Becky continues brightly. "We can tailor tasks to specific preference profiles! Instead of general bimbo development, we could focus on, say, a specific man's taste." She winks at David. "Like your flatmate here! The app can analyze his response patterns and customize accordingly."

David coughs, suddenly uncomfortable. "I don't think—"

"Don't be shy, handsome!" Becky interrupts. "Our sensors already detect increased blood flow when Sophie entered the room. Your pupil dilation shows clear arousal patterns whenever she speaks! We just need permission to optimize around your specific preferences instead of general market trends."

A flush creeps up David's neck as you stare at him, mortified by this new development. You hurriedly type: NO. PHOTO TASKS ONLY FOR NOW.

"Your choice, babe," Becky sighs with theatrical disappointment. "Here's your first available photo task: 'Selfie Series'—just three cute pics showing off your new look for 15 Babe Bucks."

You give a determined nod, accepting the humiliating but necessary first step toward earning your freedom—or at least a version of yourself you might recognize.

15:45 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London

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