You don’t, exactly cheat.

Walking back into the lingerie shop, you see the cute blonde smiling and looking at you. “Your fans are going to get you to dress very revealing I bet.”

“Why do you say that? What’s the next task?”

“Ah ah ah, not telling.” She says wagging her finger. “But I will say we don’t have what you need.”

“Oh, what do I do?”

“The mall has everything silly, head three stores to the right, you have plenty of time.”

“Thanks.”

Three stores down is a trendy shop full of all sorts of accessories and shoes. You look it over for a few moments before the task dings in, “The fans love your legs. Post a 5 second clip of you walking in 6” or taller heels, or sexy thigh high boots, your choice. Oh, and keep them handy, you might need them again.”

“High heels, thigh high boots. With ripped jeans?”

A few more moments of indecision and a man in his early forties steps up holding a big shoe box with a “Pleaser” logo. He is wearing jeans and a simple black T shirt with a band logo that you don’t recognize. He seems normal enough, “Hey, you’re Lexi, right? I saw your contestant pic.” He opens the box to reveal thigh high imitation patent leather boots that zip up the back and have slightly elevated combat boot like soles. Then sets a “set” on top of it consisting of a patent leather look mini skirt, sports bra like top, and g string. “I’ll buy you these if you will let me take a few pictures. I’m a photographer, you could be a model, you know.”

“Thanks, but, I’m not really sure how I feel about a skirt.”

“Oh, you’re going to need it for challenge three, trust me.”

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah, I’ve seen this challenge line before. You will love it. Really sexy.”

“I see.”