Jeff woke up after a brief nap and was deleted to find himself still residing in Danny's stocky, nude body. He rolled over and immediately got back to work adoring his new, soft frame. Danny's body was incredibly comfortable, like living inside a sofa. Touching and exploring his strange face, his soft breasts, his thick butt, Jeff quickly got rock-hard again. It didn't take long until his balls filled up with a sore pressure and another load of cum shot out of his short, stubby penis onto his soft, pale belly. Jeff gently caressed his friend's dick, which felt slightly sore after so much activity.
Jeff stood up and stretched. Again, he felt a strange thrill out of being so much shorter. Even on his tiptoes Danny was shorter than half the girls in their class, and now he got to feel Danny's perspective in person.
He walked over to where he had left his jeans. He held them up with a chuckle as he saw where his old legs would've stood. They looked so comical next to the thick, short legs Jeff was standing on. There was no hope of squeezing his thick ass into these skinny pants. Jeff grabbed his T-shirt next. Maybe it would almost fit, he thought. He opened the shirt up so he could pull his neck through first. Squirming, he tried to get one arm through the sleeve, then the other. Even this was exhausting, but he was just able to make it happen. Now came the hard part. He chuckled as he saw his reflection, the tight T-shirt stuck at chest height with Danny's huge, hanging gut sticking out from under it. Jeff knew this would be uncomfortable but he had to try it. He pulled the shirt down over his boobs and tried to squeeze it over his gut. The tight cotton fought back hard. There was absolutely no way he would fit his belly into this thing. He struggled to pull the shirt off, a more difficult task than he had been expecting
Exhausted, he looked back in the mirror at the naked fat boy panting hard. Between the nap, the jerking off, and fighting with his clothes—nevermind the sheer heart-racing excitement of the whole thing—he had broken out in a sweat. The sheer helplessness and softness of his new body was driving him crazy and he had to step things up. He walked back to the Chronivac, his thick soft dick bouncing back and forth under his jiggling belly, and pondered what to do next.