Complete more daily tasks

21:20 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Lexi's bedroom, Putney flat

You smooth your hands over the newly enhanced curve of your ass, still marveling at how much fuller and rounder it feels. With a determined sigh, you reach for the glowing pink phone and tap on the task menu.

"Ready to be a good girl and earn those Bucks?" Becky chirps, her animated eyes widening with delight. "You've already done your Tease and Tempt tasks today! Just need Touch and Taste to hit your daily goals!"

The menu expands to show the Touch tier options:

"PUBLIC DISPLAY: Hold hands and cuddle with someone in a café or park. 30 minutes minimum. (+20 BB)"

"TOUCH TEASE: Give someone a sensual massage with lotion. Must include shoulders, back, and thighs. (+25 BB)"

"LAP DANCE: Perform a private dance for someone. Minimum 3 minutes with physical contact. (+30 BB)"

You bite your lip, considering your options. The thought of going outside with your newly enhanced proportions makes your stomach flutter with anxiety. But staying in means either option would involve David.

"I'll... I'll go with the massage," you decide finally, tapping the middle option.

Becky claps her digital hands. "Excellent choice! Just remember - shoulders, back, AND thighs. No skimping!"

You take a deep breath, gathering your courage before heading to the living room. David is sitting on the couch, scrolling through his phone with a distracted expression. He looks up when you enter, his eyes immediately dropping to your enhanced posterior.

"Hey," you say, trying to sound casual despite the nervous fluttering in your chest. "I need to do another task for the app. It's... a massage. Would you mind?"

David's eyebrows rise, but he quickly nods. "Sure, if it helps." He sets his phone down on the coffee table. "What do you need me to do?"

"Just... take off your shirt and lie on your stomach," you instruct, surprised by how husky your voice sounds. "Do we have any massage oil or lotion?"

"Bathroom cabinet," David says, already pulling his shirt over his head. You try not to stare at his unexpectedly toned torso as he stretches out on the couch.

You retrieve some coconut-scented lotion from the bathroom and return to find David lying face-down on the couch. The sight of his bare back sends an unfamiliar pulse of heat through your body.

"Okay," you murmur, warming the lotion between your palms. "Let me know if it's too hard or soft."

You begin at his shoulders, your slender fingers pressing into muscles that feel like warm stone beneath your touch. David lets out a low groan that makes something twist pleasurably in your lower belly.

"God, that feels good," he murmurs as you work your way down his spine. "Didn't realize you knew how to do this."

"Neither did I," you admit, surprised by the intuitive way your hands seem to know exactly where to apply pressure. Your new body appears to have talents your old one lacked.

As you reach the small of his back, your phone pings. Becky's voice floats out: "Don't forget those thighs, babe! The task requires full coverage!"

You flush crimson as David glances over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow. "Thighs too, huh?"

"It's... part of the requirements," you explain awkwardly.

He hesitates only a moment before unfastening his jeans. "Whatever you need to do."

Your breath catches as he shimmies his jeans down to mid-thigh, revealing black boxer briefs that cling to firm glutes. The sight triggers another wave of unexpected heat between your legs.

"T-thanks," you stammer, applying more lotion to your hands.

You start at his calves, working your way up slowly. When your fingers first brush the sensitive skin of his thighs, David tenses briefly before relaxing with a sigh. Your hands glide higher, kneading the powerful muscles there. The intimacy of the moment isn't lost on either of you.

"Congratulations!" Becky announces suddenly from your phone. "Touch Tier task complete! 25 Babe Bucks earned!"

You pull your hands away quickly, wiping them on a nearby tissue. "That's... that's done then."

David rolls over slowly, making no move to pull his jeans back up. Your eyes can't help but notice the obvious bulge in his boxer briefs. "You're really good at that," he says softly.

21:45 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney flat, living room

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