Miku App: Stepford
The Miku app was a limited-time product from Crypton Future Media. It was supposed to be the perfect way to let fans meet their favorite digital idol, in person! But what they expected to be just a bit of harmless fun got out of hand very quickly, and so they had to recall it, not even hours after its release. Anyone who had it installed lost all functionality inside of the app… except for the few that slipped through the cracks, those who weren’t connected to wifi, or had made a convenient backup. But for Steven that didn’t make a difference, because he managed to get all the use he needed out of it well before it was shut down. Steven was a little lonely. He was well aware of the fact, and for the most part he was at peace with it. But of course, given the right opportunity, any guy in his situation would jump at the chance to have a girlfriend that was just right for them, right? When he got the Miku app, Steven thought things were looking up. Of course, it was a long shot, he didn’t know exactly how it was supposed to bring Miku to life, but on the off chance that it did work, then his lonely days would be over! Of course, he didn’t understand that the app was meant to turn people into Miku for brief amounts of time, with various parameters… he thought it would simply bring her to life.
“Settings?” Sure enough, before anything could be executed there was a settings screen. Various aspects you could give Miku. Height, build… sex?! It was filled to the brim with options. “Well, I want the perfect wife…” Steven switched on domestic skills, she would enjoy housekeeping and cooking. Sure, it was questionable to force someone to do these things, but if she wanted to, what was the harm? “And she should be super hot, of course. Hotter than Miku normally is, but not slutty.” He made sure she would have full lips and a strong blush. Long, full hair, and twin tails, of course. She should dress like… well, a housewife. The thought made him swoon. If he was going for the housewife angle, why not go all the way? Polka dots and… to top it all off a low intelligence. Why not? His perfect Miku was finished. Sure, it strayed pretty far from what she was normally but… it was just an app. And he wanted to be unique if at all possible. “Alright, let's send it through.” And so he hit confirm. Not even a moment later a bright blue light filled his eyes. With no target in sight, Steven was the only one who could be affected.
“Ahhh…” Everything about Steven changed. He became thin and feminine but voluptuous in all of the parts where it counted. Makeup caked his face, and his hair flew out into two long, curvy twin-tails with an orange bow to hold them together. The clacking of a pearl necklace adorning his neck segued into the soft sound of stretching fabric that followed. His clothing changed with a certain flow and elegance. An orange polka dot dress formed from his top, and leggings and high heels formed from his pants and shoes. An apron found itself tied around his waist. The puffy dress made him feel like he was wearing a cloud. And the breasts that filled it out made it feel all the more bouncy, especially with a single button struggling to hold them in. Then Steven flinched as he felt something pull his mind away from him. Steven’s brain felt smooth and warm as he forgot everything he didn’t need to know. He was molded into exactly what he wanted. He didn’t need most of what he learned in school except the basics and all of these memories of his life as a guy? Useless. Who needed to be smart when they were as pretty as Miku was? What little memories she could hold onto were her life as Miku, always preparing herself for her future husband. What she needed to know was how to clean, cook, and service. Miku was the perfect wife, and she took pride in that fact.
Miku rushed to the mirror to look at herself. She held her hands to her face with an effeminate gasp. “Oh my gosh, I’m… totally not done with my makeup! What have I been doing?” Miku added her own finishing touches to her look as she thought about what she needed to do that day. Her bubbly brain lost track of it all, but she soon gathered herself. She still needed to go shopping and clean the house, and she needed dinner done by five… she felt like she was missing something though. She wanted… what did she want? There wasn’t anything she wanted, she was happy the way she was! Although, she wasn’t married yet. But the dreams she had of a handsome man showing up and sweeping her off her feet as they got a house in the suburbs was nothing new. She left the bathroom with a smile and a twirl as she let all her doubts go. Today was going to be another wonderful day of training herself to be the perfect wife.
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