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Chronivac Version 4.0

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Lance Beaumont was just like any other 18 year old kid. He had already finished puberty, to some favorable results. He was what some people called pleasing to the eye. A nice, toned physique, chiseled jaw, and hair that always looked perfect. However, his biggest appeal were his eyes. They were the kind of blue people talked about in fairy tails. A vibrant icy blue that could stop someone's heart. Many girls asked him out on dates, not knowing he was gay. The disappointed look in their eyes made Lance feel sorry for them, but he did not want to disappoint them later in a relationship. Lance's biggest problem however, was his lack of ability to find another gay man for him. No matter how far he searched, he could not find another boy attracted to him. This troubled Lance. Thankfully, he was going to a theater school. If you need to find an attractive gay man between the ages of 18 and 22, look no farther than a theater school. Lance was very excited for college, until one fateful day right before he left. This is that story.

August 19th, 2016. 10:27 A.M. Malibu CA.

"Lance dear! If you continue to sleep in like this, you're going to ruin your sleep schedule. Get out of bed, and try to sleep like a normal person!" Your mother yelled. You knew that you wouldn't be able to sleep all day in college, but yelling was too much. Either way, your sleep was absolutely ruined. You were so tired that you couldn't even get off of your bed; not that you wanted to.

After laying motionless for 7 minutes, you finally mustered up the strength to get out of bed. "This is going to be a long day." You thought to yourself, rubbing your horrifying bed head. As you walked down the stairs into your kitchen, you had an odd feeling that today was not going to be normal. Sure enough, as your toast pops out of the toaster, the doorbell rings. Your mother had just left to go to the supermarket, and your father was at work, so you were home alone. Seeing how you still have not styled your hair, or gotten dressed, you did not want to go outside. You decided just to ignore it. It was probably someone trying to sell you their brand new product that you didn't care about. It wasn't until you heard something make a thump outside that you had to check. Putting down your toast, you ran back into your room to put on your bathrobe, and went outside. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, until you checked your mailbox. Nothing being put into a mailbox made that kind of thump. Looking inside, you noticed a large manilla envelope addressed to you, without a return address. "Weird. I never ordered anything." You thought as you grabbed the envelope and went back into the kitchen to eat your long awaited breakfast.

30 minutes had passed since you retrieved the envelope. After much intrigue, you decided to open it. It was probably just some kind of prank, like Ship Your Enemies Glitter. It was not. Inside of the envelope was a CD-ROM labeled Chronivac 4.0 in a jewel case, and a rock. The rock was probably to get your attention, seeing how slipping a CD-ROM into a mailbox would not cause much noise. Even more intrigued, you loaded the Chronivac into your computer, and waited for it to install. Scared it may be a virus, you had Windows Defender ready.

A 15 minute download feels like an eternity when your anxious. That's how you felt watching the progress bar on the download. Thankfully, your wait was over, and the Chronivac was ready. Immediately after launching the now downloaded program, your screen went black, with only the text "Chronivac 4.0. Change the World" on screen. After a couple of seconds, the program began, and what you saw shocked you. On screen was a full body rendering of yourself, with stats next to you. They read as follows.

Name: Lance Beaumont
Age: 18 years, 3 months, 28 days
Gender: Male
Height: 5'10
Weight: 153 lbs
Bodyfat %: 10
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Penis Length: 3S, 7H
Social Class: Upper Middle Class
Skills: Acting (Great), Singing (Good), Dancing (Good), Sports (Okay), Academics (Good)
Attractiveness (Out of 10): 7
Virgin: Yes
Sexual Desirability (Out of 10): 7
In A Relationship: No

"Huh... This thing knows more about me than I do." You said to your self with a concerned tone. Why does this thing know so much about you? After contemplating this for a couple of minutes, you noticed a button that said "Change". You decided to try this button out. Immediately, you were given the option to change any and all of the stats, and even add new ones. Just to see what this thing did, you decided to change your height to 6'0. After changing the number, you hit the continue button. Immediately, a window appeared, which read:

Change Reality? [X] Yes [ ] No
If Yes, would you like to retain you memories of your previous life? [X] Yes [ ] No

You decided to keep the defaults, and hit apply changes. Immediately, you felt your body grow 2 inches. "Okay, we're going to have fun with this thing." You grinned. "Now, let's see. What should I do?"

End of Chapter


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