Study time!

You show up to the library at 2 PM, just as you and Maddie agreed. But instead of Maddie, a different woman is sitting in the study room, already immersed in her biology textbook. This is Milkmaid Maddie, a woman of your creation.

"Josh, hello!" she shouts as soon as you open the door. You can hear her voice echo out into the library behind you,

"Not so loud!" you whisper.

"Sorry!" she whispers back, but her voice still carries way too far.

You sit down across from her and admire your handiwork. She's just as she appeared in the app, with her blonde pixie cut, and the red lipstick slathered across her face. Then there's her cleavage, which hangs open in front of you, lying exposed on the table. You panic and open the app to add a general rule: "Does not notice when a man is staring at her chest."

"Are you texting someone?" she asks in her ridiculous new accent.

"No," you say, testing out the rule you just added. "Anyway, how's it going, Madam Milkmaid?"

"Oh my gwod," she laughs. "Are we in cwongress or something? Just cwall me Milkmaid Maddie."

You giggle, not at her joke, but at the realization of your power. "Sorry, Milkmaid," you say.

"Oh my gwod!" she says again. The windows of the study room are vibrating with her voice. "Milkmaid Maddie! Not Milkmaid! What kind of a name is Milkmaid?"

"Sorry, Milkmaid Maddie. I misspoke." Under the table, your cock is stiffer than you've ever felt it. (Perhaps this is a good time to mention that you're a virgin—but you already knew that.) You now realize that it's not enough just to change her. You're in love with her now, and if you don't do something fast, you feel like you're going to lose your mind.