Rex stretching in front of his Master Chronovac, he still had his antlers, and buck fur, but his naked body was that of a masculine young man. His uncut cock was huge, and still half hard with post cum dripping from the tip. He watched Jeff the doe on his monitor, and laughed heartily. Damn, sometimes it was too easy. He couldn't believe that Jeff just accepted that he would get a Chronivac in the mails! Well, the Greeks say don't look a gift horse in the mouth, but again they did give the Trojans that horse. And the Chronivac that Rex sent Jeff had a Trojan Horse virus and several other goodies, which essentially turned Jeff's terminal into a slave of Rex's, and now Jeff was well on his way to becoming Rex's bitchboy slave.
"Yeah, Jeffy, looks so cute sleeping. Wonder if I got the little doe knocked up? If I did Jeff's stuck that way for at least a year to my fawn spawn is weaned. Well, if he's not pregnant, he'll be changing back, and I have to be ready for him. Let's see should I make him a bitch in heat? He's got a dog, it's male,but is it fixed? I suppose I could transport him to a breeding kennel, and be the big stud. Whatever I turn him into once he's pregnant, the Chronivac won't let him change back until the offspring is weaned. Oh, the time bubble I created for Jeff's Chronivac is showing 8 hours past for the little doey eyed guy, and now he's getting up. Ha ha, looks like a video stuck in fast forward. Let's see what duration he set?
A year ago, Rex had been a wimpy nerd, who even Jeff treated with disdain. Then he had gotten his Master Chronivac, and rewritten reality. Jeff had gone from being the buff quarterback to the lanky dweeb he now was, and Rex had become the BMOC, stud, football star, quarterback. Rex hadn't purposely change Jeff then, but the Chronivac had to balance out reality with the changes Rex made to himself. A lot of other guys changed too, and so did some girls. Some changes were subtle, some were more pronounced. Everyone remembered Rex was always the big stud at school, except for Rex who knew the truth and remembered it all. So Rex was still exacting revenge on the people who made his former life miserable, even though they were no longer the same people, and in this reality most had never done anything to slight him.
Rex smiled, it was good to have control of the Master Chronivac. His father had invented it, but been afraid to use it. Now thanks to Rex's rewrite of reality, Felix was the CEO of the electronics company that manufactured the Chronivac, a billionaire several dozen times over, and a possible presidential nominee. Oh, and he'd gone from 5'4" to 6'2", just three inches shorter than Rex was now.
A week ago, Rex had literally bumped into his old high school nemesis. Rex was out for a five mile run through the park, and Jeffy was bird-watching or something, and Rex barreling around the corner and knocked him on his ass. Jeff had glared up from the ground, and whimpered, "You think this world was made just for you?"
Rex had answered, "Yes." And truthfully it was. That chance encounter though had prompted Rex to send this reality's Jeff a slave Chronivac, so he might exact further vengeance on the Jeff he'd already wiped out with the Chronivac. He did it because seeing Jeff sprawled out on his ass had given Rex a major boner. And he was bored with the bimbos, he had in this reality. He wondered if there was a way with the Chronivac to restore Jeff to his former stud self without altering his new reality, except maybe give buff, stud Jeff a female set of genitalia. Well, maybe he could create another pocket universe to do that in. But first he'd needed to recondition Jeff to like getting fucked.