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Amber Quin - Be careful of what you wish for

"And in another news: it's been almost two years since the strange incidents began," the reporter on the newscast began, "we still don't know why people started behaving the way they did. It was certainly a shock for the world to see, wasn't it, Jack?"

"Yes, yes indeed, it was Kate. The police say they still have no leads for why people began showing up to school with... well... let's just say, less than appropriate clothing. Some people say it all started with a teacher acting bizarrely, and others think it started with other faculty asking for sexual favors or flashing their students, among other such inappropriate behavior. There were too many contradicting reports, and none of the eyewitnesses seemed to provide reliable information."

The words from the television began fading away in the background as Amber was getting ready to hop in the shower. She usually doesn't listen to the news and couldn't care less about what happens around the world. But her mom insisted on her keeping tabs on such things, "it's always good to stay informed and to educate yourself."

Mrs. Elaine Quin was always a loving mother, supporting her in her every effort, and was often soft on enforcing rules. But she also frequently believed that everyone had a duty to stay informed so that they may make more intelligent decisions in the future. God, as much as Amber loved her mother, she always felt that some things maybe weren't worth worrying so much about.

"Hell, what was the news going on about?" Amber thought to herself silently while soaping her body, "Something about bizarre sexually charged events occurring a couple of years ago? The fuck does this have to do with what's happening today? I'm 21 yrs old, finally got accepted to the state's university, and have been learning to live independently over the past few years."

"Not to mention that I can usually figure out what's happening around the world based on what's popular on social media apps. Well, not really sure why I still have that old TV that looks to be from the 90s. Guess that's just something Mom incested I should keep, and it's surprisingly still in good condition despite what it's been through."

After hopping out of the shower, dressing in some flamboyant clothes, a brightly colored T-Shirt with very decorative jeans, Amber was sure to turn the TV off on her way out of the dorms.

"Guess that wouldn't be so bad, now, would it? Kinda wish there was a little more spice in my life. Like, can you imagine if people were **** to do provocative things as if it were the norm?"

This is her second week of college, and honestly, Amber couldn't get enough of her new life. Sure, the money was tight; She relied on student grants and a part-time job at the school library for extra income. But to think that her bestie, Ashly Harriet, would be with her every step of the way was exciting!

Cass and Amber grew up together, inspired by their true passion as artists; well, Amber could have been better at art, but they both loved drawing goofy and silly things all the time. They'd tease each other about their hobbies and secret perversions. Cass was always bold about her sexuality, flaunting her body at Amber, who, in turn, was more secretive about such things.

"Good morning, class," Ms. Liz of the Arts studies began, "as with last week, I'll ask that you start drawing what you see on the screen. Don't forget to practice visualizing the picture in their different geometric shapes, and focus on making the line-work easy to erase to correct your mistakes easily."

The room was relatively silent, mostly subtle sounds of pencils moving across the paper and the sounds of erasers viciously scribbling away mistakes.

"Pssst... Amber..." Cass and Amber were sitting in the back of the class, just out of sight of the teacher, "I noticed you staring at her Ass again."

"Shh..." Amber retorted with embarrassment. "You know I was looking at the board, right?"

"Hahaha, that's a great excuse. I bet you were looking at the board, weren't ye?" :P Cass responded. "Hey, did you get my message about seeing the new movie this afternoon?"

"No, I was so distracted finding my way around the campus that I hardly noticed. What's it called again?" Amber began pulling her phone out.

"It's 'WonderWold of Delight,' supposedly, it's about some kids going on some magical adventure, but it's got surprisingly good ratings."

While thumbing through her home screen, Amber noticed something peculiar. It was a notification from an app she never saw before.

'Gem Girls: Simon Says open my app and play Match 3 for a free gem :)'

That's odd, Amber thought to herself... what's this?

"Hey Ashley, have you ever heard about the 'Gem Girls' app?" Looking over, it seemed her friend had refocused on the drawing. "huh, better not disturb her then," she thought.

Looking back at the phone and opening the app, there were lots of colorful displays. Hearts explode like fireworks, with gems overlapping the background in a gamified pattern.

"Welcome to Gem Girls 2.0!" Announced the chibi sprite appearing after the logo display. "We are proud to announce that we have made numerous improvements to our various apps and made significant strides with Gem Girls. Welcome to a new world where you get to spice up your new life with people being **** into provocative behavior."

Why did it specifically mention that last part, as if it were reading my mind while walking out the door this morning?

"In the Gem Girls 2.0 update, we're adding several new improvements to the app with new game modes, more uses for your gems, and a brand new 'Avatar System.' To get started, please tap on the Match 3 icon!"

It's already been 5 minutes since the teacher asked us to start drawing, half the time she usually gives us before proceeding with the lesson. Thinking about closing the app and focusing on her drawing, Amber felt her fingers instead tapping the Match 3 icon.

Wait... That's not what she meant... was it?

The sprite began introducing the rules of a stereotypical Match 3 game, explaining to be careful of traps, that there was a 60-second timer, and warning that she'd be assigned a punishment for failing.

The more she looked at the screen, the more she realized how lewd the chibi was... in fact, the chibi didn't even seem to be wearing any clothes. With its little wings and long tail, it had a slight "bouncing" animation whenever new dialogue popped up.