But of Course

You squint at the phone screen through your hangover haze, the glowing pink interface pulsing expectantly. Memories of your ex, Cosmo, float through your mind—and with them, a burst of inspiration.

"Ooooh, designing after a real girl?" Becky's digital avatar bounces excitedly on screen, her massive breasts jiggling with each movement. "That's like, totally not what most guys do. They usually go straight for the porn star proportions!"

Your fingers move across the sliders with surprising precision for someone so hungover. Height: 5'6". Hair: long, wavy blonde. Eyes: bright blue. You recall how Cosmo's eyes would light up when she laughed, how her hair would catch the light just so. The 3D model shifts and morphs with each adjustment.

"She's pretty," Becky comments, twirling her own blonde hair around her finger. "But like, don't you want to make some... improvements?" She gestures suggestively at her own exaggerated chest.

You hesitate, then move to the body sliders. Cosmo had been fit but curvy—athletic with a natural hourglass figure. You set the bust to a generous C-cup, the waist slim but not unnaturally so, hips wider for that classic curve. The digital figure rotates slowly, taking on Cosmo's familiar silhouette.

"Personality time!" Becky chirps, directing your attention to a new panel of options. "What was she like? Smart? Ditzy? Freaky in bed?"

You find yourself smiling despite your headache as you adjust these parameters. Intelligence: high—Cosmo had been sharply witty, always quick with a comeback. Confidence: high—she never second-guessed herself. Adventurousness: moderate to high—she'd been willing to try new things, but had clear boundaries.

Libido slider—you pause, remembering heated nights and spontaneous encounters. After a moment's consideration, you slide it to "above average" but not maxed out.

"Timer's running down, handsome!" Becky warns, pointing to the countdown now showing just three minutes remaining. "Any special requests? Kinks? Behaviors? The sky's the limit!"

You add a few final touches—a love of outdoor activities, a preference for casual clothes but with a hint of sexiness, a dash of independence. The 3D model now looks remarkably like Cosmo, though idealized in subtle ways—her smile a bit brighter, her curves a touch more pronounced, but fundamentally recognizable as the woman you once dated.

"Almost perfect," you murmur, surprised at how accurately the app has captured her essence.

"Ready to lock it in?" Becky asks, her cartoon eyes wide with anticipation. The pink button at the bottom of the screen pulses more intensely now, the glittery "LOCK IN" text seeming to float above it. "Only thirty seconds left!"