You rubbed your foot to your chin thinking about what you could do next with the Chronivac. Then it hit you, you snapped your toes on the opposite foot hand.
You should share the delight of feet hands with everyone in the world.
You interlock your toes and crack them like knuckles before getting to work typing away at your computer, your toes flew across the keyboard faster then your fingers ever could.
You typed in the command that everyone in the world would now have there hands and feet swapped with one another. And that there feet hands would function exactly like normal hands. Along with there hand feet become less useful, and hard and callous so shoes and sandals would be obsolete. You also make it to were it had always been this way and only you would remember the world with human hands on there wrists. As you worked you scratched your leg with your toe fingers and let out a sigh of delight watching your toes type. Finally you set it to were the changes would start at Midnight and end at six am.
With all that done you pressed enter with your big toe and let out another sigh at the pleasure of using your feet like hands.
Finally you stand up from your chair, turned off the lights, and walk over to your bed on your hand feet that soon everyone would have.
You pulled the blanket over your body and started giggling like Christmas was tomorrow too exited to sleep.
...
The next morning you let out a yawn and put a hand to your mouth only to feel a foot instead.
You sit up and look down at your hands, only to see a pair on smooth feet instead. It wasn’t a dream. Last night you swapped your hands with your feet. And if that part wasn’t a dream...
You look over to your alarm clock 7:30 Saturday. The changes should be done. You look up your wall of posters only to be disappointed to find they have all been replaced by hands (hand feet). That was odd considering you still had an attraction to your feet hands. Maybe the Chronivac deposited you in a parallel universe were everyone already has feet hands. If that’s the case, does that mean there’s now a hand fetish you running around in a world where humans have hands at the end of there wrists?
The thought heart your brain, thankfully it didn’t matter what that potential other you was doing. Because if he did exist he wasn’t hear now. You were.
You run your toes through your hair, feeling them digging into your scalp. You stuck your toes in your mouth feeling them wiggle around your tongue.
This was pleasure to you.
This was your new body and world. Now and forever...