Jeff had been out in the garage when he felt a strange feeling. It was like having butterflies in his stomach. He dropped some funky car tool and it shattered on the ground. Jeff quickly got onto the ground to pick them all up. He had to reach way far under the car to grab the last bit. He stood up, still hunched over with the bits cradled in his arms.
Jeff walked over and placed the bits on his father’s work bench. He stood up and felt searing pain as he smashed his head into the top of an overhanging shelf.
He stood back for a second. He’d never hit that shelf before. He stated himself over and saw nothing wrong. Then he felt his head and had a sudden remembrance of a hat. It was winter after all and even in the garage it got cold.
He walked over by the door into he house and stared down over top of the car at shelf.
Wait a moment. Stared down over top of the car. He had always done that, right?
He leaned over to get a look at himself in the reflection of the car’s window. His hair looked the same, he sleek face, his huge biceps, long jockish body with hairless abs and pecs. He raised his leg up over his head like usual and could see the same startling quadriceps on long legs attached to huge feet. Everything was normal.
Wait a moment. He had never been buff, right?
And how did he raise his leg so high, he’d never taken any sort of class involving stretching.
And it was winter, why wasn’t he cold?
Jeff froze. It was the chronivac. Someone had activated it. But part of Jeff told him he’d always been like this.
He stood further back so he could get a full view of himself. He stood in all his usual glory, beefed up and muscled from head to toe.
Jeff stood there and tried to think only from the potential Cheonivac side of things and what could’ve possibly been the changes. He opened his eyes and suddenly remembered it all. He was buff, handsome, attractive, tall, everything he’d ever wanted to be.
Suddenly Jeff realized, he was buck naked. And not just that, but his penis was doing fine work at his midsection. He suddenly started moving it around with startling accuracy as if it were a snake moving around in the air from a tree branch.
The door behind him abrupty opened up. Jeff spun around to see his angry father.
“Hey!” Bill shouted at him. “When you’re done out here, check your computer. Make sure you didn’t download malware you computer freak. I’m not buying you a new computer.”
Jeff gulped and simply nodded his head very fast without saying a word.
Bill shook his head and turned around.
Bill didn’t seem to care about Jeff's musculature or his nudity, so it must’ve been a normal thing for everyone else.
Jeff checked himself out from all sorts of angles, turning his head all the way around to look at his back.
Jeff had another moment of realization. He could bend his body in anyway he liked with extreme flexibility. His neck twisted around and around, his arm’s joints reversed and hugged his other side. He moved his penis as far as it would go, wrapping it partially around himself. He hear the door again and moved his body parts back as quickly as he could.
It was Greg, Jeff’s older brother. Greg had keys jingling in his hands and opened the garage door.
“I have to go to the store, do you need anything?” Greg said. Despite his father, Greg had always been nice.
“N-n-no,” Jeff stuttered out, his voice deeper than expected.
“Ok,” Greg said. He stepped down so that he was on the same level as Jeff and was considerably shorter than him. “Close he door behind me please?” he asked. Greg was dressed head to toe in heavy winter gear, and Jeff noticed that there was practically a blizzard occurring outside. As the wind blew into the garage, Jeff felt it but was not cold. Amazing.
Greg left and Jeff closed the garage door and entered the house, making a beeline for his room, wondering what he’d do next.