Mysterious Power

I click the app before concluding this must be bullshit, and I regret doing so the moment the screen fills with some kind of color-puked game interface. I glance about before readying to close it down and try to figure out how this advertisement even got on my phone… except… the name over the outline of a heavy-chested girl…

VICTORIA SMITH, LEVEL 0

That’s… Vicky? Vicky “Won’t Talk to Me Ever” Smith? I look up a bit and see the back of her head, similarly ducked as she explores her phone while the sister writes on the board, and look back down at the app. But now her outline is partially obscured by a tooltip that just popped up:

Thank you for using Custom Girls! The CG team hopes that we can help you spice up your life. As our first customer for this build, you will receive 50 gems to start as a special thanks for being an early adopter. We hope this app lives up to your expectations, and we hope you’re satisfied enough to give our other products a try! :D

Please read and accept these terms of service to continue…

I’m not big on phone games, and this sort of sketchy introduction sums up why pretty nicely. So what, I use these “gems” to play, then I’m starved for them once the initial flow gets cut, then they expect me to get dad’s credit card? Fool me once, Candy Crush, and only once. No thanks… except…

Why was Vicky’s name on there? That at least warrants investigation, not the least of reasons being that she’s got giant tits and freckles that give her that cute ginger look.

I accept the terms without reading them and look the app over. Vicky’s name is a button that, when pressed, proceeds to list every name in my classroom… no, every female name in my classroom, including ones I don’t know but vaguely recall being called on roll. As I select different girls, the outline changes to match them. I eventually realize another change: text on the right that keeps flicking to say different things. I don't realize it until I'm back to Vicky, my eyes too focused on those (naked) outline drawings of the many females in the room, so only now do I pause to review it. The right panel bears a series of boxes, the topmost one being a rectangle that reads:

NO CUSTOMIZATIONS LEARNED.

Below that is a series of opaque boxes, each with a lock icon, except for the topmost of them. That one is drawn as a clear glass pane instead, and behind that pane, as if it were a treasure guarded in a museum, floated a few lines of text:

Removes her bra if she's wearing one and cannot wear one ever again.
LEARN: 10 GEMS.

I glance up at the corner of the app where an icon of a plain, diamond-like gem glitters white next to a counter reading "50" in inflated font. This is... this has to be bullshit. I click another name, this time Tori Garcia, and get the same row of locks topped with a different, glass-paned treasure:

Removes her panties if she's wearing any and can't wear any without User's permission.
LEARN: 25 GEMS.

Alright then, but what about... I mean, dare I check...

ZURI JACKSON
Softly makes out with anyone who angers or annoys her.
LEARN: 50 GEMS.

Holy fuck. Holy fuck. What the Hell is this app? Am I being entrapped by the Archdiocese or something?! Why does Sister Jackson’s name and shape appear next to vague promises of make-out sessions?! I look around, but no one's eyeing me or my phone... and something in me, something in a dark, pitch hole in my brain that can’t be bothered with rational disbelief, is telling me I have to at least try this out to see what it means.

Maybe... it would play an animation? My mind calms at that theory: that this was some kind of AR porn game. If watching porn on my phone was enough to catch attention from the church, I’d have been out on my ass semesters ago. A glance about tells me no one is paying me any mind, and I don’t scout the area twice lest I draw exactly the attention I don’t need.

Alright, Don, think it through: I have nothing to lose, but let’s say I do get caught trying this… absurd simulator game or whatever, what then?

Well, I can just say I had to test it to report it to the police, yeah… yeah, that's believable... haha... but as full of self-doubt as I am, my finger still returns to Vicky and her economic choice.

Do you really want to learn Braless for 10 gems? (BRALESS: Removes her bra if she's wearing one and cannot wear one ever again.)

The YES and NO buttons never felt so threatening as they do now... but daintily I choose the former.

You have learned BRALESS!

Congratulations on learning your first customization! You can now use this customization on any girl of your choosing for a significantly lower cost. Also, learning the customization applies it for free to the Girl you learned it from!

NOTE: all customizations begin with all awareness turned OFF. You can adjust this by clicking an applied customization.

I take the time to process the pop-ups as they appear, but I am ever so slightly distracted by the sudden movement by Vicky. As she shifts in place and slips her arms into her shirt, my blood freezes. No way. No… fucking way.

Yet no one around her seems to so much as bat an eye as her left arm reemerges with her whole damn bra in hand, their giant cups practically glaring back at me with their angled, leopard print—leopard!—design. Panic washes over me as I try to figure out if this app had just sent a text message or something-

… until Sister Jackson turns around and sees this, making my heart leap into my throat.

“Ms. Smith!”

“Y-Yes, Sister Jackson?”

A pause. “What is... what is the simplification of this problem, then?”

“O-Oh... well...” As Vicky stalls for time, she quietly puts her bra into her backpack.

The exchange ends there. Sister Jackson doesn’t bring up a young woman undressing in front of her fellow seniors, she doesn’t bring up that Vicky’s tits must be practically visible now through her shirt, and perhaps most importantly: she doesn’t crucify me for my hand in this.

In fact, no one reacted. No one even seemed to care, no one seems… well, to paraphrase the app’s own words, “aware.”

Slack-jawed, I look back down to the phone. Over the outline of Vicky's body, a small glass bar appears just as it begins to fill with the same glittering white of the gem icon. Text inside this horizontal phial, which starts at 0/10, slowly shifts as the meter fills to 10/10 until the entire bar glows golden and spits another pop-up at me.

VICTORIA SMITH is now a LEVEL 1 CUSTOM GIRL! Unlocks: new hotkeys, new learnable customization, new information!

Her outline gets flanked by two buttons: PERSONAL INFORMATION and HOTKEYS. I click PERSONAL INFORMATION first, because Vicky is entirely a stranger to me and I am, at this point, still in dumbfound shock. The data briefly dims her outline to show text:

VICTORIA "VICKY" SMITH
AGE: 18
HEIGHT: 5'6"
BREASTS: 34G
BIRTHDAY: NOVEMBER 11
ADDRESS: 3414 ...

I basically have her driver's license data plus her measurements in this app, though I can't really confirm any of it is real, so-

Vicky just took her bra off when my app commanded it... and no one cared. The reality of that sinks in a second time, and the unreal app seems... too real, forbidden even, as it sits in my phone and lists the next customization that was previously hidden behind the padlock icon:

Her breasts are X times more sensitive, where X is the greater between her Custom Girl Level or 2.
LEARN: 15 GEMS.

Finally, I bring myself to hit the Hotkeys button which, with a nice little animation of panels flipping around, replaces her row of unlocks with a row of buttons and then replaces the HOTKEYS button with a CUSTOMIZATIONS button. As before, most of these "hotkeys" are padlocks on plain buttons... but the few at the top that can be read...

Bend Over (unlimited)
Flash Breasts at Nearest, Largest Crowd (1 left)
Squeeze Breasts Together (50 left)

A pop-up once again interrupts my shock.

These hotkeys unlock as your mastery over your Custom Girl increases! Some have limited uses that all recharge at midnight every night, so use them judiciously! If you want more uses per day, here's a hint: try increasing your Custom Girl's level... ;)

I don't dare explore those buttons... not in public, at least, right? Would she… would she act them out? Wait, earlier it mentioned applying customizations to other girls, so let me see...

Sitting next to me is Alice Renfield, a chubby and lonely girl with too round a face to call pretty. I had almost contemplated approaching her in my past moments of desperation to lose my v-card at this school, but in the end my cowardice won out the day. Her option list is as it was before, only now the topmost box has a drop-down menu with just the single option:

Braless: 2 GEMS.

So for her… no, since I have 40 gems, and my classroom has so many girls…

10 minutes later...

In retrospect, making one nun and 19 classmates all remove their bras and stash them away to my growing delight might have been a waste of my first gems... but I'll be damned if looking around the classroom at all the free-hanging, oft-hard-nippled tits doesn't make the whole thing feel worth it. Sure, they’re wearing clothes, but at a prude Catholic school? With all the swaying and bouncing and... fuck yeah. What more could be asked?

… What more could be asked?

How did the app work? Where did it get its power? These are questions I stop asking once I started picking the nicest tits to have hang free for this hour of Math. The fairer sex was always this nebulous object of desire, something that evaded my socially-inept, kinda-ugly, kinda-chubby grasp so thoroughly that my only solace was mocking incels who turned the struggle into a personality.

But now... well, where did this app's power end? How much control could I exert? I eventually found those awareness options, but I didn't dare touch them yet given how vague the instructions had been.

No, my only question now is quite simple: how do I get more gems? How do I obtain more "Custom Girls" and more in-depth control over the ones I've affected?