Dave is living a double life. Everyone knew him as a divorced middle class man that abandoned his wife and kids to pursue his dreams. Only Dave never ended up doing that; to the eyes of the outside at least. Dave did achieve his dreams internally: of building his perfect mancave and developing a perfect house to flip on the market, selling it for the money he'll use to see the world.
Right now, Dave sits naked in the man cave. The room branches off from his basement, heading down into a moderately lit room with dark brown carpets, leather couches, a mini bar, a mirror wall, and a desk with his computer sitting on it. Dave, baring all to nobody but himself, sits at 5'11" with an unshaven face, a bowl like hairstyle, pale-ish skin, and an average face. Underneath, he's packing 245 pounds of a beer belly with the added body mass around his neck, arms, and legs. He had a basic build, but wasn't reliably strong by any standards. His balls sat on his chair with his 3" flaccid cock on top. If Dave tried, he could make it go above 6.5" hard, but he was a very average man. He had modest leg hair, chest hair, and then a light dusting nearly everywhere else.
Dave sits at his computer, waiting for packages that'll help fix the house, also honing his computer skills on the dark web. Dave was interested in any bypass that could save him money, and the dark web taught him how he could hack into minor security systems on his own.
"Damn, this stuff'll only work on the old shit. I wish I could try this on something before anything more advanced," He said to himself.
And as Dave says this, fate intervenes with the sound of a doorbell, bringing Dave to dress himself and accept his packages. On his doorstep, Dave counts his packages.
"Toaster...Microwave.......D-I-Y Dresser.......Paint kit.....and this is..." he trailed off, glancing at a red box with no address, label, or any markings. There weren't even any box flaps, but there was a shifting weight, revealing something was inside. Dave went to open this first, and discovered that the box dissolved when he placed it on the counter.
"Jesus Christ, what the fuck is this?" Dave said. Inside the box was a metal sphere with a USB port sticking out, along with a copper wire and...liquid glass? Surrounding the object was glass that seemed to move, so as the sphere rolled, the glass would shift around the wires in order for them to stay in the same spots.
Dave's first thought was the USB port and how it was the only logical thing on this machine. Dave thought about what could happen, but being alone for a long time and deciding that anything new is exciting, he went to plug the device into his computer. Once plugged in, a window popped up for the Chronivac 4.0, and the window displayed an image of the copper wire, along with a stock photo of an index finger on the wire. Underneath, a text box scrolled in all languages, asking the user to touch the wire. Dave, bewildered by the machine, touched the wire right away. A sudden shock pulled Dave away, wincing a bit over the pain he felt.
"Fuck me!" He shouted, only nobody could hear him from the man cave. On the screen, the textbox displayed a new progress bar, reading "17%" underneath. Dave, having gone the lengths for this machine, wanted to finish and see what happened. He grabbed the wire this time, and as the progress bar filled up so did the pain- and then the pleasure. Dave started screaming, and then moaning as the pulse went into his genitals, stretching his cock to just under 7" hard. Once the progress bar was 100%, the shock stopped and Dave put both hands on his crotch. He removed his clothes again and stared at his cock, because even thought it wasn't even an inch, it felt so much bigger than before.
Dave stood in front of the mirror. For some reason, everything about him felt better- and more alive. For a middlr aged man he felt like he was 30 again. Dave was tempted to to jack hinself, but he honestly didn't have it in him. Not just the agr, but the Chronivac now took up his whole computer screen with info, prompts, and stats. Dave started reading it when he realized those stats were his! Everything from psychological tendencies to average left arm hair length to the girth difference between his penis head and shaft. Going back up, Dave opened the info manual, except it only read "1. Pick category," "2. Select changes," and "3. Apply."
Dave clicked the stats again, but it opened a drop down menu for different prompts, the most notable being "Presets." Some made sense like "Bimbo" and others not as much like "Centaur" or "Latex." Dave went back to his stats and opened up his "Hair" stat. Dave changed it so that he wouldnt have any hair, anywhere. When be pressed apply, another menu popped up, showing a 3D model of Dave with no hair. It made real Dave laugh a little hard than he expected, prompting him to hit "Enter" on the keyboard. When he looked back, the changes had been applied to the 3D avatar and then put Dave back at the menu screen.
When Dave went back to the menu to mess with himself again, he realized that all thr hair on his arm had gone! As a matter of fact, his whole body! Dave screamed and went back to fix his hair problem.
"This is real..." he said. "Holy fuck this is real!!"
With this new power, Dave wondered about what to do next. After all, there wasn't any penalties, right?