Emily

Emily had been moments away from closing and deleting the app, as she'd have done with any unauthorized download on her phone, when her eyes caught the list. Those were her classmate's names, and Ms. Stevens even. She tilted her head as she read through it again. There's no way that was a coincidence, every name belonged to an individual around her. What caught her attention most of all, was her own name sitting there in the list.

Was this a prank? Had someone gotten ahold of her phone when she wasn't looking? She bit her lip, a nervous habit she'd picked up over the last few years, and against her better judgement tapped her name.

She was met with an almost cheery animation as the screen changed and her demeanor turned to shock, her phone dropping to the desk with a clatter. After a moment she gingerly lifted the device, peeking at the screen. Sure enough, there it still was: an image of her body bare from head to toe. Her heart pounded. How could anyone have a picture like that... at first, she thought it was just her face on a generic body, but it even matched the birth mark on her hip. She was glad to have sat at the back of the classroom as she steeled herself, going back to the device.

It was almost impressive how accurate her likeness was and, despite it all, a bit comical t-posing on her screen. Below the nude representation of her was a table of buttons, each appearing to correspond to a gem quantity. They ranged from a low one or two, up to 15 or 20. As she read, the blush and embarrassement returned.

Most of the options were descriptions of something lewd: orgasm, horny, ****, but some seemed more normal, or, as normal as it got in a situation like this. Her eyes landed on a button labeled "Free Play", with 1 gem next to it. She sighed and for the second time in 20 minutes, went against her better judgment and clicked it. The app responded in it's typical cheery way, her 10 gems decreasing to 9, followed by the bare model of her body lighting up. Emily wasn't really sure what to have expected, or what to do next. After staring at the screen for a few moments, she gave the model a tap.

Her phone hit the desk for the second time that day.

"Ms. Davis! If you insist upon disrupting my class further, you'll receive much worse than detention!"

Emily sank deeper into her chair, mumbling an apology. Ms. Stevens admonishment had made her practically leap out of her seat, as wound up as she was. She lifted her phone again. Emily had definitely felt something touch her. She brushed a palm against her stomach, feeling nothing out of the ordinary, before looking once more at the screen. Everything started to click in that moment, and to confirm her theory, she slid her finger along the model a second time.

Sure enough, as if someone was reaching into her shirt, Emily felt a finger slide up her chest. She shivered at the touch, it feeling both foreign and familiar. She looked over the list again, still praying no one had seen what she was looking at, unsure what to do next.

// Author's note: Thanks for reading! This is the first time I've written on choya, so hopefully I didn't mess up somehow. I know I swapped from 1st person, it was an accident and I'm too lazy to go back and fix it lmao. It'll be back to 1st in subsequent branches. In any case, let me know what you thought, or if you have any critique to offer! I hope to improve and continue this if people are enjoying it