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Chapter 19 by Harrony Harrony

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Complete two tasks before eating, then ask Becky if tasks can match a specific boyfriend’s preferences.

18:05 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London

Your fingers hover over the glowing screen of the pink phone, determination burning hotter than the hunger pangs gnawing at your stomach. You tap the "Booty Boost" task first, hoping to capitalize on the dwindling time bonus.

Becky materializes instantly, her cartoon breasts bouncing as she surveys your baggy sweatpants with an exaggerated grimace. "Sweetie, did you even read the requirements?" She points a perfectly manicured digital finger toward your lower half. "It says 'tight pants required!' Those potato sacks you're wearing wouldn't show off a nuclear explosion, let alone that cute little peach we gave you!"

Frustration heats your cheeks as you quickly switch to the "Morning Glow" task instead.

"Oh honey," Becky coos, twirling a strand of blonde hair around her finger. "That's for TO-MOR-ROW." She stretches each syllable like taffy. "When you wake up all dewy and fresh in bed! Though with that bedhead, maybe you should practice first." Her giggle tinkles through the phone's speakers like wind chimes made of bubblegum.

The limited-time bonus counter blinks mockingly—5 minutes remaining—as you realize you've wasted your opportunity. Your stomach growls loudly, a primal sound that seems foreign coming from your smaller frame.

"Sounds like someone needs to feed that new metabolism," David remarks, setting aside his phone. "Italian? That place with the carbonara you—" He catches himself. "That Scott always liked?"

You nod, then reach for the iPad while David makes the order. As you wait for food, your fingers dance across the screen: CAN I ASK BECKY SOMETHING WHILE WE EAT? ABOUT CUSTOMIZING THE APP?

David glances at your message. "Sure, why not? Maybe there's some setting we've missed."

When steaming containers of pasta arrive twenty minutes later—aromas hitting your transformed taste buds with an intensity that makes your eyes widen—you position the iPad toward the pink phone: IS THERE A BOYFRIEND SETTING? WILL TASKS CATER TO HIS DESIRES?

Becky's avatar lights up with gleeful delight, her digital eyes widening as if you've asked the most delicious question imaginable.

"Ooooh, thinking ahead, are we? Someone's getting into the girlfriend mindset!" She performs a little twirl, her pleated skirt flaring to reveal impossibly long animated legs. "The Perfect Girlfriend Experience ABSOLUTELY has a Boyfriend Mode! Lock in your man, and tasks become all about what makes him drool!"

David nearly chokes on his first bite of pasta, clearly able to see only you typing on an iPad to what appears to be Instagram. "What are you asking her about?"

You turn the iPad to show him, watching his expression shift from curiosity to something darker, more... interested.

"But here's the tea, babe," Becky continues, leaning forward conspiratorially. "You gotta prove you're girlfriend material first! Complete at least seven standard tasks before that option unlocks." She winks, lashes fluttering like butterfly wings. "We need to know you're worth being someone's arm candy before we let you focus on pleasing just one lucky man!"

The bonus timer expires with a sad little digital whimper, pink sparkles fading from the interface. Becky pouts dramatically. "Aww, time's up for today's bonus! But don't worry—there's always tomorrow for earning those Babe Bucks!" She blows a kiss before minimizing into the corner of the screen.

You set the phone down with a sigh, turning your attention to food that smells impossibly good to your transformed body. The realization settles over you like a weighted blanket: you won't be fixing your speech problem tonight.

18:45 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London

[LIMITED TIME BONUS] | [EXPIRED]

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