I didn’t why, I just thought it would be interesting to be turned into a watch, to be carried about Sarah’s wrist for a few days. I’d always had a fetish about watches anyway. I loved seeing a watch on a woman’s petite wrist. It seemed like a perfect place to start. Why not embrace my fantasy? I set the machine to turn me into a ladies watch: an Armani one with a mother of pearl face and a gold coloured case and bracelet. I set the machine to leave me like this for 10 days. There was a flash and I dropped onto the floor in front of the computer. Unable to move or speak, I retained all of my senses. Now I just needed to await Sarah’s return.
At length Sarah walked into the room. She immediately saw me on the floor in front of the computer. She picked me up and draped me over her wrist. Deftly, she flicked her wrist over and closed the clasp. I hung loosely on her wrist: far too loosely. I was terrified that I would fall off. Sarah sat down and looked at the computer.
"Interesting. You want to be a watch for ten days. But I think it would be more interesting if it were for a month..." She clicked the mouse. "And you can only turn back as long as you are whole...so no links missing," she giggled. She clicked the mouse again. I didn’t feel any different, but I was slightly more terrified.
Sarah removed me from her wrist and examined me. I saw her giant like face looking down at me as she grinned evilly. Then she…