Accept the "Outfit Showcase" task next to earn more Babe Bucks while the bonus is still active.

17:15 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London

You tap the "Outfit Showcase" task on the glowing screen, eager to capitalize on the time-limited bonus. Becky's avatar spins into view, her cartoonish breasts bouncing as she blows a kiss.

"Oooh, playing dress-up? Let's make it count, babe! Remember: modest to flirty, three looks that'll make 'em drool!"

David perks up from his spot on the couch. "Need some help? I could grab some things from my room if you're short on options."

You nod gratefully and scurry to your bedroom—Scott's old bedroom—where the wardrobe still contains mostly his clothes. Opening the closet door reveals a disheartening array of oversized hoodies, baggy jeans, and faded t-shirts. Nothing that would fit your new curves, let alone showcase them in a "flirty" way.

David appears in the doorway, holding a small stack of clothes. "These might work. Some smaller t-shirts, and..." he hesitates, "a dress shirt that shrunk in the wash."

For the first outfit, you layer one of Scott's plain white tees under a flannel shirt, cinching it with a belt you find in the drawer. It's still comically large, making you look like you're playing dress-up in your boyfriend's clothes.

You take the photo, but Becky's feedback is immediate and harsh. "Um, sweetie? Are you hiding in there? This is 'Outfit Showcase' not 'Outfit Smother-case'!"

Frustrated, you try the second look: the shrunken dress shirt David provided. It fits better across your shoulders but hangs awkwardly over your new curves, neither flattering nor particularly modest. You attempt to pose by the window, one hand on your hip, but the stance feels foreign to your body.

"Almost there!" Becky chirps with faux enthusiasm. "Just one more that actually, you know, shows you have a figure?"

For the final outfit, desperation sets in. You've exhausted the limited options, and nothing qualifies as "flirty." You attempt to tie the shirt at your waist, showing a sliver of skin, but the result is awkward rather than alluring.

You take the final photo with a sinking feeling, and sure enough, confetti fails to rain across the screen. Instead, Becky appears with an exaggerated pout.

"Oh no, babes! That's not quite hitting the mark. The Outfit Showcase needs to show progression—each look hotter than the last! These all look like you're hiding in a laundry hamper!"

The task remains incomplete on your screen, mocking your attempt. David leans against the doorframe, trying to hide his disappointment behind a supportive smile.

"Don't sweat it," he offers, checking his watch. "It's almost dinner time anyway. Maybe tomorrow we should sort out getting you some proper clothes that actually fit?"

The limited-time bonus notification flashes its final warning—30 minutes remaining—as you realize you've wasted precious time on a failed attempt.

17:45 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London

[Outfit Showcase] | [Medium] | [FAILED]

[LIMITED TIME BONUS] | [17:45] | [30 minutes remaining]