New Clothes, New Task

"Alright," you say with a small sigh, surrendering to Clara's enthusiasm. "Shopping it is."

Clara claps her hands excitedly. "Excellent choice! You won't regret it, Mia."

While Clara gathers her purse, you casually pull out your phone, angling it away from the others. You open the app, which immediately blooms with pink sparkles and Becky's bouncing avatar.

"Looking for your next task, babe?" she chirps, her cartoon eyelashes fluttering. "Let's see what we've got for you!"

A notification slides across the screen:

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Task: Try on and model a revealing outfit that David picks out for you

Difficulty: Medium

Reward: 3 Return Points

Time Limit: 3 hours

"Perfect timing!" Becky giggles. "Shopping trip tasks are my fave!"

You quickly pocket the phone as David approaches, car keys jangling in his hand.

"Ready?" he asks, his eyes lingering on you a moment too long. "We can take my car."

The journey to Slink Boutique is mercifully short but painfully awkward. You're squeezed into the back seat of David's Audi while Clara dominates the conversation from the passenger seat, filling the silence with fashion advice.

"With your coloring, jewel tones will look amazing," she says, twisting around to examine you. "Emerald green, sapphire blue, maybe even a rich purple. And your body type—petite but curvy—you're built for wrap dresses, honey. They'll cinch that tiny waist perfectly."

You nod politely, trying not to notice how David keeps glancing at you in the rearview mirror.

Slink Boutique turns out to be an upscale store in a trendy part of Putney, all sleek white walls and minimalist displays. The moment you step inside, you're greeted by a statuesque blonde saleswoman with a gleaming smile.

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"Welcome to Slink! I'm Natalie," she announces, her gaze immediately assessing your body with professional precision. "How can I help you today?"

Before you can speak, Clara jumps in. "My friend Mia here needs everything. Complete wardrobe refresh. She lost her luggage at the airport."

Natalie's sympathetic tsk melts into an eager smile. "Oh, you poor thing! Well, you've come to the right place. Let's get you sorted."

What follows is a whirlwind of activity. Natalie whisks you through the boutique, pulling items from racks with practiced efficiency while Clara offers enthusiastic commentary. David trails behind, looking simultaneously amused and fascinated by the process.

"Let's start with some essentials," Natalie declares, guiding you toward a fitting room adorned with a plush velvet curtain. She hangs at least a dozen items inside, then steps back with an expectant smile. "Try these first. I'll be right outside if you need different sizes."

As you slip behind the curtain, Clara calls out, "Don't be shy, babe! Show us everything!"

You're barely beginning to undress when the curtain suddenly sweeps open. You yelp, clutching Clara's borrowed sweater to your chest.

"Sorry!" Natalie says, not sounding sorry at all as she barges in with more clothes. "Just bringing a few more options. Oh, and let me help you with sizing."

Before you can protest, she's tugging the sweater from your grip and examining your body with clinical interest. "Hmm, definitely a UK 6, maybe a 4 in some styles. And for bras..." She reaches out and casually cups your breast through the borrowed black lace bra, lifting slightly as if weighing fruit at a market. "30B, perfect perky handfuls."

Your face burns hot with embarrassment as she adjusts the bra strap on your shoulder. "The black lace is cute, but we've got much prettier options. Try this set first." She hands you a matching emerald green bra and panty set with delicate lace trim.

As Natalie finally leaves, you catch sight of David lingering just outside the fitting room area, pretending to examine a display of silk scarves while clearly waiting for your fashion show to begin.

14:30 | Saturday 2 August 2025 | Putney, London

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