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Chapter 6 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What do you put on first?

Put on a bikini of all things.

This is more daring than I'm used to, but I gotta try it.

You tie the bottoms around your hips, and then the top behind your back. Not only is the bikini bright red, but it's smaller than you'd never normally wear. The top's straps reach over your shoulders and around your sides, propping them up (not that they even need much support with how perky they are), and although they do cover you up, they leave just enough cleavage both above and beneath to tantalize. The bottoms tightly hug your firm cheeks, show off a lot of leg, and don't shy away from showing some cleavage of their own.

It isn't odd to wear on the beach, but that's not where you're going. Though given your body, it might be a nice experience to show it off.

From your closet, you retrieve a gym bag, and stow away your workout outfit and a bottle of water. From your bathroom, a towel. After all of this, despite how insane it may be, you start to think none of it feels at all like a dream. Perhaps it had something to do with the statuette you found...

You head outside and begin to strut your stuff down the sidewalk. Your hair blows in the breeze like a perfectly framed model shoot, and you start to notice something--a lot of somethings. People that pass you by can't help but stare. It's mostly men, but there are some women. You've never felt anything like it before! People are actually distracted by your beauty, and anybody attracted to you seems to be unable to resist a glance, and given what you chose to wear, often more than a glance. They check out the swinging of your hips and the barely covered curvature of the cheeks beneath them, your legs, and the bounce of your chest behind fabric barely held by strings. You even seem to smell great, like flowers or fruits, despite not having put any perfume on before leaving.

Not only that, but you feel... powerful.

With each person you arouse with your new physique, you absorb Arousal Points or AP, which act as a pool of power to spend on more intensely effecting the minds of those who are attracted to you. It doesn't just come from people you interact with, but also the people around you. Your Fame is your total AP gained, and it cannot decrease, unlike AP. It's a good way to track how influential you've been, but be careful! Becoming more famous can be both good and bad.

Whether you understand it or not, you seem to know this. Not only that, but your body is on a whole other level than before. You're gorgeous, and you also have no need for methods of contraception.

As you walk, you continue to enjoy the feeling of people's jealousy and their desires. Finally, you're on the opposite end of it.

You're out in the open and almost naked. People who ogle you seem red in the face. They're getting worked up, and continue to eye you over as you pass, hoping to absorb every last part of your figure into their memories. Your ass and tits jiggle beneath the bold, red bikini, and you love it. People can't resist!

As you come up on a bus stop, you adjust the strings of your top, causing your ample bust to bounce. Your hands slip down your exposed figure, down to your hips, and you do this without even noticing the timid-looking girl on her phone. Her eyes are wide, and can't look away. You bite your lip and look her over as you pass by, and see her fidget in place. She seems like her interest definitely doesn't reside within men, and by how she's flushed pink, you think you've excited her. She self-consciously lowers her hand to her groin and turns away, and tries to calm herself. Your ginger hair whips as you turn your gaze back to the path in front of you.

I think I just made that girl wet by walking by in this thing. This is amazing... I can't wait to get to the gym.

What happens next?

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