"Oh, man I'm totally fucked," moans Jeff.
Dean asks, "So what am I turning into and why are you fucked?"
"It says you're turning into an android, and because I hit the delete key trying to abort your transformation I apparently opened an Easter Egg in the program, I apparently chose you to be an Android Master Enslaver. It says you'll take the first person you see and forcibly enslave them using drugs, electroshock, and all the tools your android body is equipped with, and the only way I get unenslaved is if you use the Chronivac to reverse the programming, otherwise I'm your slave for life!"
"Hehe, I can live with THAT," Dean's voice dropped and became a robotic monotone as his frame shifted and rose to 7 1/2 feet in height. His chest widened and became stylized chrome.
"Oh, c'mon, Dean, you don't mean that? Try to resist--"
"Resistance is futile. Subject targetted. You are designated Sexslave001," the android said in a mechanical voice grabbing Jeff's wrist. A needle emerged from one of the android's digits and began pumping a strong drug laced with nanobots into Jeff's arm.
"Sexslave!?!? Wait the Chronivac didn't ssssslaiiogh," Jeff slurred and became silent as the drugs took effect. He stared mesmerized by Dean's now stroboscopic flashing eyes. He lost himself in the android's unblinking flashing gaze, he was doomed.