"Well, Greg's got the brain of a chicken, I suppose, he should have the body to match," remarked Mike spinning around in Greg's chair.
Greg pecked frantically, running around the room naked.
"Dude, I cannot believe it worked," remarked Brian.
"Well, it worked on his mind, but will it change his anatomy?"
"I wouldn't mind farm-fresh eggs for breakfast?" Brian said with a wicked grin.
Mike started typing.
"BOCK!" shrieked Greg, as he froze with his arms stuck in midflap.
Brian stared at Greg watching for a change. A tear ran down Greg's cheek, as his bones and joints started to snap and pop. Greg's arms grew shorter, and his hands grew longer, and his fingers decreased in number. Soon his arms were featherless bird wings, and his feet were scaly chicken feet. His skin was covered with goose bumps, and out of each bump, a tiny downy feather tip erupted. Then Greg got a raging boner.
"Whoa, I think your brother likes being a chicken!" laughed Brian.
"Nah, I just made him super horny. Now when he's completely chicken, he will lay lots of eggs. Each time he lays an egg, he will orgasm. And that should guarantee he lays lots of eggs."
"Oh, yeah - uh, what's happening to his bed?" Brian asked.
"Uh, according to the Chronivac tutorial, reality will alter to suit the subject's new state. So I guess since Greg is a chicken, his room should be a chicken coop?" Mike said nervously looking up at the ceiling. Brian looked up too, but the ceiling didn't seem to be getting lower.
Greg's bed was now a workbench with a nest in a box, with a chicken feed dispenser and water bottle on the bench adjacent to the nest. Greg's cock and balls were shrinking and migrating toward his anus, which would soon fuse into his new cloaca. There was a clattering noise as his teeth started hitting the floor. His gums had receded completely and fused into his hardening beak which pushed outward from his face. His eyes were now beady little chicken eyes. And his body started to shrink too. As he got smaller the pin feathers on his skin got closer and closer together.
BING. The Chronivac chimed that the transformation was complete.
"BOCK!" shrieked Greg his wings lifted him off the floor.
"Don't think about it big bro, every peck will cost you an additional day as a bird!" warned Mike. Greg hesitated, Mike continued, "I set the duration of your transformation for one month, and each time you peck Brian or me, you will add one day to your transformation."
Brian pursed his lips, and asked, "Only one day?"
BOCK!
Greg pecked Brian's ankle twice, as he leapt away from the angry chicken.
The Chronivac chimed, and announced, "TWO DAYS ADDED TO TRANSFORMATION DURATION."
Bock?
"Yep, now get on your nest and start laying eggs, Greg," said Mike smugly.
Greg slumped his shoulders and walked back toward his former bed. He walked up the ramp, and walked around inside his nest kicking with his feet until he finally sat down.
"Bock? Bock? BOCK, BOCK, BOCK!" shouted Greg, as he leaped up to reveal a big brown egg in his nest.