Seven points

On the subway, I could wait no longer and opened the app. The car was mainly empty, and I had my headphones plugged in.

“Hello, Mike…” Liz said, “now, that was pretty hot!”

I didn’t reply, looking around if anyone could see me. Ignoring Liz, I looked at my score. Seven points. Awesome! I looked at my skill set:

Intelligence: {Intelligence}/10
Charisma: {Charisma}/10
Confidence: {Confidence}/10
Coolness: {Coolness}/10
Fitness: {Fitness}/10
Looks: {Looks}/10
Sex skills: {Sex_skills}/10
Stamina: {Stamina}/10
Cock length: {Cock_length}/10
Cock girth: {Cock_girth}/10
Cum production: {Cum_production}/10

I decided to focus on my the obvious, my abysmal coolness, and raised it by four. That left me with three. I raised charisma by two and put the last into fitness.

Pleased with my allocation, I quickly scanned the subway car. Nobody seemed to look in my direction, so I clicked apply and let the tingling sensation pass through my body.

I immediately felt embarrassed for who I had been before. What a lame person. I was much cooler now, I felt it from head to toe. Confident, cool, powerful, strong, smart – I had the world at my feet.

I ran my hand through my hair. My receding hair line was almost gone. Looking at my reflection from the subway window, I noted all the small changes that made me cooler than before. I was slightly taller too, 6’2 maybe.

But mainly, this upgrade was at the mental level. Damn, I felt great!

Happy with the day, I spent the night reading, and went to sleep with a smile on my face.