Kyle suckled on Mark's cock in his sleep. Mark was on the football team and had Kyle for the night. The fatboi had reverted all the way back to sow that afternoon, roaming the school halls for cock. She sucked two of the janitors twice, and the assistance principle fucked her once in his office. But she always hungered for more.
Suddenly, Kyle woke up, Mark's cock gone from her mouth. Then she realized she was standing in Jeff's room, again human, again naked except for the septum ring, and again sans cock and balls, feeling exposed as her pussy was no longer covered by a fat belly.
"Hello, Kyle." Jeff stood looking at Kyle, who's dazed and confused expression slowly cleared as Jeff restored Kyle's mental facilities - for the moment.
"Jeff," Kyle said angrily. "You sick fuck! I can't believe what you're doing to me!" He couldn't believe he used to love Jeff. Now all Kyle felt was anger toward him, for the utter humiliation he had been put through in the last 24 hours.
"Don't worry, none of it has happened yet. You're back in time, to only 24 hours after I turned you - it's been an uneventful summer day and no one knows you've been a sowboi becuase that all happened a few months from now, in the fall during school."
Kyle glared at Jeff, but focused on breathing and calming down.
Jeff petted the little bulge of Kyle's stomach, and despite not wanting to, Kyle suddenly felt calmer and attracted to Jeff again. "I see you've been busy in the last day, had the whole football team, several teachers, janitors and the principle, and even gotten pregnant."
"Thanks to you," Kyle tried to sound angry, but honestly between his attraction to Jeff and being turned on by the humiliation, and somehow happy about being pregnant, he was just confused now. "Fuck, I don't even know how to feel any more, or what to think, except what you did to me was wrong, whether I enjoyed it or not, it was a rotton thing to do when I hadn't even done anything to you yet. I opened my heart up to you and made myself vulnerable to you, and this is what you do!"
"True," Jeff considered. "But as we both saw in the future, you would have left me a flaming fag and dropped me for someone else after the novelty wore off... so that doesn't exactly give you the high ground."
"Stuff that NEVER EVEN HAPPENED," Kyle said, starting to feel anger again. "How can you condemn a man for something he hasn't even done yet???"
"But we both know you would have done it, thanks to the Chronivac preview of the future. Do you really think I want to become your mincing little twink to put it to the test?"
Kyle sighed. "No, I guess not. But still, what you're doing is wrong."
"You're right, Kyle." Jeff was working on the Chronivac as he talked. "I've seen into the future from this point, and it seems you've learned a little - a LITTLE - more empathy and perseverence than you had before. But it's sure not perfect, and now I have a decison to make.... what to do with you now. Turn you back all the way, set on a little better path than before? Leave you like you are now, a pregnant guy with a pussy, and let you give birth to Bill's children? Return you to sowboi form and back to the future? Or maybe make you MY twink in a reverse of your original plans... or something else? I mean, I'm not gay, but what guy doesn't like a good blow-job?"
Jeff points the emitter at Kyle, his decision made. He hit the execute button.