Dean looked down, at his friend and measured him with his sensors, "I'd love to... but I'm afraid you are a bit to small". He eyed the Chronivac, "However I think we can change that." Carefully he walked over to the device. He opened a hidden equipment compartment on his body before unplugging it and plugging it in there. If he still had a face, he'd have grinned, "Any special wishes?" he asked. Jeff, still stunned by the prospect was unable to respond.
Since Dean was now technically a piece of equipment with a computer powered mind, he felt it easy to prepare a new form for Jeff. As he finished he pointed the device towards Jeff and started the process. Like Dean Jeff started to grow, but this time his clothes started to grow with him and changed. His face turned noticeably older growing a mustache making him appear perhaps around 25. The rest of his physique adopted to this. His pants turned khaki, and his shoes turned into boots. His shirt turned into a leather jacket with a pair of pilot's wings on one of the pockets.
Jeff looked at himself, "Wow, I'm a pilot." He reached into one of the pockets of his pockets of his jacket and found a pilot's license inside... and he even remembered how to fly a plane. "I believe I've done a decent job for a first try, don't you think?", Dean asked, "To bad you'll have to strip before wearing me?". "Strip?", Jeff asked. "Yes, I need to make contact with your skin for the full immersion." Jeff obliged and stripped himself naked when Dean turned himself straight. The shingles on his chest moved together exposing a rubber like shape which itself turned into a gooey substance. That substance retracted leaving just enough space for Jeff to climb inside. At first Jeff turned his back at Dean who held him while he was lifting a leg putting it into the corresponding leg of the suit. Immediately after that the goo rushed in to fill any holes inside of the leg. To his surprise Jeff felt the carpet of the room as if he was bare footed. He then tried the other leg, and it slid in as easy as the first one. Slightly embarrassed he looked down to his massive boner. Suddenly the goo engulfed him as the world seemed dark momentarily as the metal pieces of the armour re-arranged, but after that brief moment he found himself looking out of the helmet he previously found empty. He tried to move and despite of the weight of Dean around him, he felt light as a feather. Every movement was easy. Trying out his hands he felt his armour. It felt just like he was touching it directly. "As you can see, Jeff", Dean explained, "I'm made to be fully immerse. So what do you think? Shall we go for a spin?"