Jeff stretches his neck down the stairs and was immediately exposed to a sight. A glorious man of what appeared to be 20 stood absentmindedly in the hall. He was naked from head to toe. His muscles rippled with energy from the mounds on his arms to the soles of his feet. The man’s face seemed irresistible, perfect in all areas. His entire body was hairless except for a buzz cut hairline on his head.
Jeff knee immediately it was his father. The face somewhat resembled it, and his father had a buzz cut. Jeff went hard. His father was now a very buff naked man.
But then someone else walked up. A naked man of equal attraction. This person had an identical body. The person was the exact same height as his father, same muscles in all the same places. Their face looked a bit odd, and they had longer hair. They were carrying a basket of laundry.
This person could only be his mother. The face vaguely resembled it. The two men kissed and began talking. Jeff shot his head back upstairs and raced back to his computer. A message was on screen with a timer.
“Undo changes?” the button read. Before Jeff could even consider anything, the timer expired and the window faded. Jeff heard a noise from outside. He squinted his eyes from the bright light against the pure white snow.
Two grown men of about 20 were playing in the snow. Not just any 20 year old men though. The men were buck naked out in the snow. They were at least 7 feet tall, built with muscle from the mounds on their arms to the soles of their fe-.
It was at that moment that Jeff realized what had happened. He looked at the chronivac and opened the file of previous changes. The most recent file showed the target was applied to “All Human Targets.”
This made Jeff laugh a bit. He’d turned his parents and neighbors into giant naked muscle hunks. He heard the garage door open and Greg walk through the door. Jeff scurried our of the room to see if there was a reaction between Greg and his parents.
But Greg hasn’t walked into the house. A naked man, about 7 feet tall and filled to the brim with muscle appeared. They stood there with a face that resembles Greg’s but screamed pure beauty.
Jeff’s heart sank, but his cock rose. The chronivac mean “ALL” human targets. He pulled up google images. He typed man. A series of identical naked hot bodies appeared with various different facial features. He typed in woman, and it tried to correct him to “A Man”. No picture results appeared.
Jeff day back in his chair and stretched all the way to the floor. He had made every person on the planet into a 7 foot tall complete muscle hunk. He’d missed his shot to undo it, so he might as well enjoy it. He booted back up the chronivac and started typing.