A pair of black socks. Matt had a small fetish for feet, but was never confident enough to go any further with it. The more he thought about it, the more tempting it seemed. He chose an athletic pair and set the option that he would never wear out. He got hard thinking about what was about to happen.
He set the execution time to 10 minutes and the duration to one day, and a dialog box came up on the Chronivac. *Warning* Changes cannot revert if user is destroyed, incomplete, or out of range of the application. Continue? Thinking, he wanted to try something new and one day seemed long enough to test it out before committing.
Matt hit OK and waited. He wasn't convinced it really worked until he saw a line form that ran down his chest vertically. Touching it felt like cotton. Matt was getting excited now. It really worked! The black line seeped further across his body and deeper into his chest. "I thought it would have split me at the waist" he said. "Same differenth thhhho... whaaa aah thant pheef". He stuck out his tongue and noticed it was soft and black with a red tinge, split down the middle. Matt grabbed his tongue and pulled, stretching it as far as his elbow. "Coooo...." he muttered.
His hand grabbing the cotton tongue suddenly went limp. It instantly turned to a flat piece of fabric on the end of his arm. Noticing a few grey spots on it, he held it to his nose and smelled a new odour. It didn't seem familiar, but it was extremely erotic. He shoved his hand into his face and breathed deeply, absorbing the scent deep into his lungs. If he had pulled his 'hand' away, Matt would have noticed his vision dissipating as if he were peering through a cotton mesh. The odour got stronger and stronger the more Matt breathed, and he then realized he could taste it too. He laid on his back and focused on the smell and flavour overwhelming his senses.
Without realizing it, Matt's body split in two. The splitline had penetrated his body and separated his left from his right. As he slowly deflated and shrunk in size, Matt was experiencing excruciating pleasure. His toes curled up then went limp and he could feel the mesh tickle his insole, until that too became mesh. His breathing became slow and stuttered until it stopped completely because his lungs had completely disappeared. His cotton hand still lay on his face, until his arms shrank back into his body. Matt stared at his ceiling but was only thinking about his body and the delectable taste in his mouth. If Matt was still thinking clearly he may have wondered what exactly it was.
8 minutes had passed and Matt threw his neck back and opened his mouth. He felt an orgasm shock him in every fibre of his being. He felt what he thought was his muscles tensing up as he shrank down to his final size. Finally, Matt collapsed into a still pile of socks and his world instantly shifted around him.