Gabby

You take a few moments to pick and drag the individual holo aura over to Gabby, manipulating your hands in thin air as you interact with the app. You release the aura, making her glow on your augmented display for a split second, and the following notification pops up:

Target selection: Lock — Gabby Homada. Confirm.

You tap confirm, and the screen returns to the list of slider options, only this time, a small, rotating figure of Gabby appears in your field of view - must be what she looks like at a glance, both here and on the app. A bunch of recommended sliders pop up in a mini-HUD, offering things like muscularity, height, build, weight - that, and some more... raunchy categories.

A nervous giggle comes from your friend: “Okay, I may not be able to read backwards, but I know my name when I see it. Why am I in there, did you program it like that?”

“No, not exactly… it’s a person recognition program I drew from public record — it’s quite accurate, actually. Say, Gabby, if you had to change something about your body, what would it be?”

Gabby, for the first time tonight, is lost for words at the moment. She shakes her head, a little confused, a little surprised. “If I could- what? Uhhhhh I didn’t know we were playing 20 questions, but… I guess I wish my hair was a little wavier sometimes… why do you ask?”

You access a search menu, and quickly find “Wavy Hair” as an option. The slider remains firmly at ‘0’. Pretty obvious, given her straight, smooth tummy length hair. Giving it a slight swipe, you dial it up to ‘20’. Within the blink of an eye, Gabby lets out a moan and covers her mouth, her eyes wide as she sits up on the couch. “I… I’m sorry I… I don’t know what came over me to make that sound, but I just had a funny feeling, but I could’ve sworn I- ah!-“ Her explanation is cut off as she tilts herself forward a little bit, twitching and breathless as her body shudders. When she returns to an upright position, her face is now a full rosy pink, hand still over her mouth as she looks up at you. “Wh-.. what did you do?”

“See for yourself,” you reply, pulling up a front facing camera for her. Gabby stares in awe as she paws at her hair, now draping down in gentle waves, still silky as ever, rivulets of curls twisting up at the ends of some strands.

Gabby takes in a slow gasp, marveling at her new feature: “Oh… my god… woah. This- this is awesome.” She beams up at you, smiling proudly. “This is so cool! Dude, you created an app that lets you change your hair just like that?? That’s awesome! Thank you!” She throws her arms around you, pressing her cheek against your midriff.

You laugh, patting her on the head, “Well, hair is sort of just the beginning. You wanna see more?”

“Absolutely. Do what you want: I’m ready.” Gabby fixes her hair, sitting back down on the couch, hands in her lap like it’s her first day of school.

Do what you want? Well, if that isn’t an open invitation…