Show Some Claws

Naturally, Cindy goes for the only one of the three options that don't seem like they'd push her down some sexual path some techbro probably jerked off to - and with a pling, the app confirmed her choice. She raised an unamused brow as she saw her little avatar now happily showing off her nails - which were now much longer, and brightly colored to boot. Ugh. Moving to close the app-

She dropped her phone.

The tips of her own fingers were now, too, decorated with much longer nails. Acrylics, in an intense bubblegum pink color, at least an inch long, tipped every. Single. One. Of her fingertips. "Oh my god," she blurted out, attempting to grab and pull at one of them - indeed finding that no, they weren't coming off anytime soon. Had the app done this?! How was that even possible?! There's no way she'd be taken seriously while protesting now - Oh god.

The mere thought of protesting brought along a line of thinking she'd never experienced before throughout the entirety of her tomboyish life. A humiliating thought that made her lungs feel like they clammed up, like her heart had momentarily stopped. Activism was gritty and physical.

What if she broke a nail?

The very idea sent a sensation of undiluted dread down her spine, and caused her to almost instinctively curl her hands a little, pulling them closer to herself. Fuck. Shit. So not only did she have slutty look-at-me nails, but the stupid app had made her care about them, too?

This was absurd.

She picked up her phone once more, carefully, this time, as the new 'claws' **** her to adapt the motions of her fingers, some. The app was still on, seemingly having returned to the main screen - although this time, a little textbox underneath now informed her;

Remember! Completing a level lets you remove one punishment!

She had to fix this, now. She pressed the button in the middle of the screen. Play Again?

Fine. Whatever. She'd just have to fucking focus for once and she'd be able to put the phone down and-

Shit. Shit shit shit. These fucking nails made it impossible to click where she wanted to. How was this supposed to be fair!?

Game over! Choose a punishment!

You had to be kidding. No way.

Animal Print Lover

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