Spin the power boost wheel just to see what happens

You tap the glowing Power Boost Wheel icon on your phone screen, curious to see what happens. Instead of spinning, the wheel remains grayed out, and Becky's animated figure pops up with an exaggerated pout.

"Not so fast, sugar tits!" she chides, wagging a perfectly manicured finger at you. "Your succubus body is still adjusting to all those juicy new changes. The wheel unlocks in..." she glances at an imaginary watch, "...exactly 23 hours and 40 minutes! Can't rush perfection, you know?"

David, who's still watching over your shoulder, lets out a nervous laugh. "This is so bizarre," he mutters, running his fingers through his hair. "My flatmate is a demon with horns and wings, talking to a cartoon bimbo on a magic phone."

"Excuse me!" Becky huffs, placing her hands on her tiny waist. "I'm a DIGITAL assistant, not a cartoon. And who are you calling a bimbo, Mr. I-Just-Got-My-Mind-Blown-By-A-Succubus?"

You notice that while you've been exploring the app, David has been gradually edging closer to you again, his eyes repeatedly drifting over your naked, crimson-skinned form. Despite the shock and confusion of witnessing your transformation, the pheromones your body produces are clearly still affecting him.

"So what now?" he asks, his voice lower than before. "You're... this... permanently? A succubus who needs to... feed... three times a day?"

Becky interjects before you can answer. "Well, she could always try to find the reversal option," she says, examining her nails with feigned disinterest. "But that's waaaay down the tech tree, hon. She'd need to level up first, unlock more powers, really understand what she's become."

"That sounds... convenient," David says skeptically. "So she has to become more of a succubus before she can stop being one?"

"Bingo!" Becky winks at him. "Smart and cute. I see why she picked you for her first meal."

Your stomach growls slightly—not with hunger for food, but with a strange new sensation that reminds you of your recent feeding. Though satisfied for now, you can feel a faint awareness of when that satisfaction will begin to fade.

"You should probably put some clothes on," David suggests, though his tone lacks conviction. "Unless... I mean... are clothes even comfortable with those wings?"

"Good question!" Becky chirps. "Why don't you try some outfits and see what works? There's a whole wardrobe function in the app! Just tap the little hanger icon at the bottom."

Sure enough, there's a small clothing hanger icon you hadn't noticed before, nestled between "Powers" and what appears to be a locked "Missions" tab.