“Yeah, change me back please,” Jesse asked. “I guess I don’t want to be this. Let me have another turn on you.”
With a few pushes of a button, Nick reverted Jesse to his normal self. He stepped away from the Chronivac allowing Jesse to use it.
Jesse stood there for a while. He couldn’t think of anything, rather he couldn’t think of one single thing to transform Nick into.
“Have you done it yet,” Nick asked searching himself for any changes.
“Do you have any requests?” inquired Jesse.
Nick thought to himself. He was never that well liked. He was scrawny and lacking in many, many things.
“Make me the ideal human being,” Nick said. “Just for fun, but put a time limit on it, a day or so.”
Jesse nodded and busied himself with the settings and the models as Nick waited patiently. As Jesse typed further and further, Nick noticed the time and swore. Jesse looked up to see that it was almost two in the afternoon.
“Jesss, we got to get to class!” shouted Nick. “We start in 10 minutes!”
Nick hastily grabbed both his and Jesse’s books as Jesse finished off the program.
“Wait Nick I haven’t had time to activate it!” called Jesse before he opened the door.
“Well hurry,” said Nick. “We need to go NOW.”
Jesse quickly and sloppily messed with the activation sequence making sure to have it last a day after completion before shutting the Chronivac and rushing out the door.
As the two ran out of their dorm and across the campus, Nick excitedly asked Jesse questions about the program.
“When will it activate?” he asked. “Will I know? What will I do?”
“It should activate over the course of an hour,” Jesse explained. “I’m the only one aware. I don’t know honestly what will happen will just wait and find out.”
As they entered the school building Jesse heard a very loud tear. He looked at Nick expectantly and saw that his feet had ripped through the soles of his shoes. Then he heard another rip, and another. However, he saw no change in Nick. Jesse looked around and saw another guy sitting next to him. His shoes were torn at the front exposing his toes. The professor walked out of his office to prepare for class and his feet too were exposed.
Jesse began to get very nervous as he heard more and more ripping. Why are everybody’s shoes ripping? But it became more than that. Nicks pants looked very tight, his chest became thick and defined through a very thin shirt. Blemishes and moles disappeared from his skin. Suddenly the professor’s shirt tore straight through the center. His chest had a ten pack and solid pecs.
Jesse then stared at himself in dismay. No changes were occurring on him. Suddenly he was nearly knocked out of his chair when Nick to his left patted his shoulder whispering, “Is it happening yet?”
Just then a concussive screech of fabric ripped through the room as everyone, barring Jesse himself, tore through the rest of their clothing.
Jesse realized that he must have targeted much more than just Nick. He looked around the room as suddenly everyone’s hair began to swirl. It folded nicely into a spiked of blond hair matching Nick’s.
It was also at this point that Jesse noticed that there were no girls in his class anymore. Jesse had modeled the transformation around Nick, so whomever was affected now began to transform into a man.
Nick, now a hulking man at least a foot taller wearing absolutely nothing boredly drummed his fingers on his desk. He didn’t need this math lesson. He could already calculate problems thousands of times harder than this without batting an eye.
As every person in the room slowly melded into an exact replica of the new elite Nick, they too began to get bored. Their skins began to tan, there muscles and bones began to harden to become stronger than diamonds. There legs and feet all huge to support the new bodies they held. Their bodies hulking manly representations of the human body.
Jesse looked at the clock. It was now three, and everyone but him were identical to Nick. The bell rang and everyone stood up and left the classroom.