Open the door and face David, claiming to be your ex Cosmo

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You take a deep breath, smooth down the oversized henley, and open the door. David stands there, a plate with two sandwiches in hand, his expression a mixture of confusion and fascination. His eyes widen as he takes in your appearance—the blonde waves, the delicate features, the curves barely concealed by Rob's clothes.

"Hi David," you say, your voice honeyed and breathless. "I'm Cosmo. Rob's... ex? He said I could crash here while he's away." The lie flows from your lips with surprising ease, your new body language instinctively shifting to match the fabrication. You toss your hair over one shoulder and lean against the doorframe in a pose that feels strangely natural.

David's eyebrows shoot up. "Cosmo," he repeats slowly, eyes never leaving your face. "That's... interesting." He holds out the plate. "I made sandwiches."

You reach for one, your fingers brushing against his. The contact sends a jolt through your system—a hot flush of awareness that makes your breath catch. You've never reacted to David this way before. It's your programming, you realize dimly. The need for male approval, the heightened sexuality.

"Thanks," you murmur, taking a small bite. "That's so sweet of you." The words come out flirtatious without even trying.

David steps closer, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Funny thing," he says, voice dropping. "I could have sworn I saw Rob in this room earlier. Right before I saw... something impossible."

Your heart hammers in your chest. He knows. Of course he knows—he was there, he saw it happen. The app's transformation had an unwitting witness.

"I don't know what you mean," you say, but your voice wavers.

"I think you do," David replies, setting his sandwich down on your dresser. "I saw Rob change. Into you." He gestures at your body. "Right in front of me."

You feel your cheeks flush hot, part embarrassment and part unexpected arousal at his undivided attention. "David, I—"

"It's really you in there, isn't it, Rob?" His voice is gentle now, almost tender. "What happened?"

The lie crumbles. You slump against the doorframe, the sandwich forgotten in your hand. "It's this app," you admit, relief and anxiety mingling as the truth spills out. "It was supposed to design a girlfriend, but instead it... changed me. Into this." You gesture down at your transformed body.

David's expression shifts from confusion to fascination. "An app did this? That's—" He stops, seemingly at a loss for words.

"Insane? Terrifying? A complete nightmare?" you suggest.

"Remarkable," he finishes, eyes traveling over your new form with undisguised interest. "Does it... hurt?"

The question catches you off guard. "No," you admit. "It felt strange, but not painful."

David nods slowly, processing. "And you're still... you? Inside?"

"Yes. No. I don't know." You bite your lip, a gesture that feels instinctive now. "I feel different. Like there's all these new... urges."

Something flashes in David's eyes—interest, perhaps even excitement. "What kind of urges?"

Before you can answer, your phone buzzes from your pocket. Becky's voice chimes, audible only to you: "Oooh, getting cozy with the roomie already? That'll earn you some Babe Bucks for sure!"

13:10 | Saturday 2 Aug 2025 | Putney, London