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Chronivac Version 4.0

Suspense is killing me

There were many outfits of all shapes and sizes ranging from cheerleader to police officer to punk rocker. Edwin noticed that most outfits had full descriptive names, but one in particular was simply titled “suspenders.” Curious, he clicked on it, not realizing then that doing so would commence the transformation process.
Suddenly, something didn’t feel quite right. Edwin looked down to discover he was now sporting a pair of black elastic suspenders that were far too large and merely slid off his shoulders and down his arms-and speaking of-Edwin came to find that his arms were covered in bristly hair. Feeling a rush of cold air over his head, Edwin felt upwards and came to a horrid conclusion: he was bald! All that remained of his hair was a dark horseshoe with some grey around the temples.
“What’s happening to me?”
He suddenly began to feel bloated—like his current shirt and pants didn’t fit well enough. Inspecting further, his belly was beginning to bulge outward. He was gaining weight! It looked as if he’d swallowed a beach ball! Hairs began to make his new bulk fuzzy. His rear began to expand as well-hair coating that, too. He could feel his constricting pants almost grow with his now chunky hind and legs. A sharp dress shirt appeared on his torso and the suspenders worked their way back up to the shoulders.
In total bewilderment, Edwin began to panic. He clicked “void transformation” but nothing happened. No! He didn’t want this! He didn’t want to be stuck as some overweight geezer!
A black and grey beard sprouted on his cheeks which were beginning to fatten. His skin looking more weathered by he minute. Wrinkles etched themselves into his face from what looked like years-not minutes-of growth and development.
The changes began to die down, and Edwin was still in disbelief. The machine had made him a fat older man! He grabbed his sizeable gut with his rough hands and it felt firm and solid-the suspenders accentuating it’s curvature. He suddenly felt himself grow ‘down there’ as well-to his horror. Did he like this?
He didn’t know what to do with himself, his body jiggled as he walked around pacing in fear. And he kept trying to get rid of his massive hardon!


What do you do now?


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