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Chapter 11 by JustSpirit JustSpirit

What next?

Try to complete another task from the app to earn Babe Bucks

13:25 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London

You tap back into the app's task menu, your newly plumped posterior making you shift awkwardly against the kitchen counter. The blue sundress feels considerably tighter now, riding up your thighs with every subtle movement.

"Ready for more fun, gorgeous?" Becky chirps as colorful task bubbles float across the screen. "Let's see what's next in your journey to total hotness!"

The task menu has expanded since you last checked it. Under the "Tempt Tier" section, a new option glows invitingly: "Try on something sexy from your new wardrobe and send a pic to a guy in your contacts. +15 Babe Bucks."

"This is getting ridiculous," you mutter, but tap it anyway. Your finger seems to move of its own accord, drawn to the promise of more points.

Becky squeals with delight. "Ooooh, good choice! Nothing like showing off those curves to someone who'll appreciate them!"

David clears his throat behind you. "What are you doing now?"

"Apparently I need to try on something else and send a photo to someone," you explain, running your fingers through your long blonde hair. "I need more points if I'm going to figure this out."

"You could... send it to me?" David suggests, his voice dropping slightly. "I mean, I'm right here, and I already know what's happening, so..."

You consider his offer. It makes logical sense—he already knows about the transformation, and sending a photo to anyone else would mean explaining things you barely understand yourself.

"Fine," you sigh. "Let me see what's in that damn box."

You head to your bedroom where the delivery box sits open on your bed. The wardrobe inside is even more revealing than you remembered—lingerie sets in every color, micro-mini skirts, and tops that would barely contain your new C-cups.

After some hesitation, you select a baby pink crop top with "TEASE" emblazoned across the chest in glittery silver letters. It's paired with white denim shorts so tiny they might as well be underwear.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," you mutter, slipping off the sundress. Your new body feels foreign—heavier in some places, lighter in others. The weight of your breasts surprises you as they bounce free, and the curve of your expanded hips and ass makes getting the shorts on a challenge.

When you're dressed, you barely recognize yourself in the mirror. The crop top clings to your breasts, lifting them up and together to create an impressive cleavage. The shorts are so tight they might as well be painted on, the bottom curves of your ass peeking out from beneath the hem.

"Holy shit," you whisper, turning to view your profile. Your waist looks impossibly narrow between your chest and hips, creating an hourglass silhouette that seems engineered for maximum attention.

With trembling hands, you take a photo in the mirror, making sure to capture your new curves from the most flattering angle. Your body seems to know exactly how to pose—one hip cocked, back slightly arched, lips parted in what could almost be mistaken for desire.

You send the photo to David's number, feeling a strange mix of embarrassment and something else—a flutter of excitement you don't want to acknowledge.

Seconds later, you hear his phone ping in the other room, followed by a sharp intake of breath.

"Jesus Christ," he calls out. "You look... different."

When you return to the kitchen, still wearing the revealing outfit, David's eyes widen. He's trying to maintain eye contact but failing miserably.

"Task complete!" Becky announces cheerfully from your phone. "Fifteen Babe Bucks added to your account! Your total is now 60 BB! Keep it up, hot stuff!"

13:40 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London

[Task Complete - Send sexy outfit pic] | [Reward: 15 Babe Bucks received]

[TIMER] | Climax deadline | 19:05 remaining

Is it too much to process?

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