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Chapter 8 by Primewidow Primewidow

Maybe it'd be smarter to rework some of your entries, but once you go to interact with the program you feel the addictive pull of the dopamine you know you'll get from changing yourself more... but, beyond exaggerating things you've already done to your body, what can you even really do?

'I guess I could fix up my personality a bit.' The voice in the back of your head coos to you. You're kind of... plain? Quiet? Or at least, you were. Apparently, now you're a bit of a flirt and more confident... which would be nice to experience more of. So maybe that's the answer? A part of you knows it's dangerous to start messing with your head more when the world around you is already doing that plenty, but...

{ I'm far more confident, way more flirty and sensual, and comfortable in my own skin. }

You let the entry sit, chewing your lip as you think on it. Maybe... maybe... but a part of you feels pressed to adjust it. You already feel these things, and it won't get you more boys in your backseat to just feel the same as you already do. So, unknowingly propelled by the echoes of your new reality, you adjust the entry.

{ I'm far more flirty and sensual, maybe a little ditzy too. Total bimbo-core. }

'Better.' You hit Enter.

"Mmffohh..." A surprised moan leaves your lips as you feel your mind and brain tingling. A gentle fog hangs itself over your head, not unlike when you took a few hits of your older brother's weed vape during the week he visited from college. It's a pleasant feeling, a vapid grin settling on your face as you subtly change your posture to make your tits and ass just out more.

You play with your hair, curling it around your fingers while your other hand idly squeezes and massages one of your boobs like a casual fidget. After all, you've got such big, soft melons, it'd be a shame not to have some fun with them...

The fog settles in with an air of permanence. Part of you is glad you didn't make this one retroactive, if only for like, the sake of your grades or whatever.

'Didn't I have to like, go somewhere?'

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