Adrian' legs, torso and arms grew longer and he found his growth spurt pushing him upright and out of Jeff's chair. His shirt and jeans rewove themselves to fit his new body, and he found it difficult balancing his new mass on his still size 7 feet.
"Dang, almost perfect, I forgot the feet. Let's see if there's anything else I forgot?" Adrian said shucking off his clothing, and posing naked in front of Jeff's mirror.
"Man, I am hot, I suppose I should make my feet size 15 to match the length of my handsome cock? And maybe I'll get rid of those two moles on my shoulder? And perhaps make my skin a bit more golden brown, and my teeth whiter? And maybe an 8 pack of abs instead of six pack?" Adrian said as he shifted his poses inspecting his body. All the while Jeff swung from his monstrous cock as Adrian's new living PA.
Sitting back in front of the Chronivac, Adrian started deleting his moles, whitening his teeth, increasing the melanin in his skin, and re-sizing his feet. Then he opened the file menu marked "Options".
"Hm, it has all these cool pheromones that I could excrete. Yeah, this would be cool to be sexually irresistable to chicks, and to make even the biggest jocks submissive around me. Heck, I might as well raise the excretion level to 300%. Yeah, Jeffy, I really oughta thank you for this great new toy. You know when I change you back in a couple weeks, when you're all worshipful and subservient, I will let you use my Chronivac to grant whatever you wish then. Probably will be something to make you serve me better. Maybe you'll wish to always be my PA? Aw, that's gotcha feeling sick to your stomach bro? Well, don't worry, as a hunk of penis jewelry you ain't got any stomach to puke from. Mwahaha!" Adrian hit the iniate key, and felt the tingling sensation in his feet as they grew, and a slight buzzing sensation in his mouth as his teeth regrew new white enamel, and then it felt like he'd been dunked in and out of a vat of rubbing alcohol his skin stung and felt suddenly cold as it shifted to a deep permanent bronze tone. He felt a could mosquito bites on his shoulder as the moles were deleted. Then he felt suddenly sweaty under his armpits and in his groin. He lifted his arm and took a whiff of his suddenly stinky pit.
"Ew! I reek. Well, let's go find somebody to test my new pheromones on, shall we bro? I know we'll visit Mr. Perfect, the dumb jock captain of the football team and water polo team that you were so buddy buddy with when he needed tutoring in math. He was always so big flaunting his strength, and power. I think it's time that I find out just how submissive these pheromones can make a guy. He pulled on his jeans sans boxers, skin-tight muscle t-shirt, and size 15 Nikes sans socks. He wondered how low Bob Matthews would go to serve him, as he walked out the front door. Before he left he'd carefully secured the Chronivac with password access, and shut the system down. In his back pocket, he carried a portable Chronivac scanner, so he could scan Bob and others that he planned to modify. Not just content in dominating everyone, he wanted more. Bob for example would soon be sporting Adrian's old five inch cock instead of the 9 inch nail the bulge in his jeans suggested. Hehe, thought Adrian wickedly, why not a 2 incher, that should make him a bit more humble!
Jeff just hung helplessly pressed between his stepbrother's cockhead and his taut denim. Bob was his friend, one of his few non-nerd friends. That friendship had saved him from Adrian's bully friends on more than one ocassion, and now becuase of Jeff, Bob Matthews was about to become Adrian's latest victim.