Jeff leaned back into the chair and realised how much taller he was now that he was
looking at the worlds from his Dad's perspective. He decided that the first thing to do
would be to change his room so that it no longer looked like the bedroom of a 15 year old
boy.
Browsing through the Chronivac's user environment settings, Jeff noticed an option called
'synchronize last transformation with previous reality' that sounded like exactly the kind
of thing he wanted and without a second's thought clicked on the button expecting to see
options for controlling the details of this transformation. Instead, Jeff felt a familiar
electric shudder and tingle move through his body and with a groan of "Oh shit!" started
clicking through the options to see what he had done.
As he clicked into the Chronivac help pages, Jeff noticed that he couldn't feel his feet and
looking down was horrified to find that his shoes and feet had disappeared. Pushing
himself away from the desk with his hands he made as if to stand up but instead slid off
the chair landing on the floor in sight of the bedroom mirror.
Jeff turned his head to look into the mirror and saw that his legs seemed to be
disappearing inside the suit pants he was wearing. He began to get a sinking feeling
suspecting that he might soon be enjoying a very different perspective on the world.
Determined that he was not going to lose control, Jeff reached towards the chair to pull
himself back in front of his computer but looking towards his hands notices that his
fingers were pulling back into his hands which were themselves shrinking. He brought his
hand up to his face and watched fascinated as it seemed to turn inside out, becoming a
hollow space disappearing into the arm of his suit jacket. The fleshy colour of his inside
out skin melded with the lining of the jacket even as the fabric for the sleeve flapped in
front of his eyes and before he knew what was happening realised that both his arms and
legs has disappeared, transformed into wool and silk.
Looking back to the mirror, Jeff looked on as his strong, athletic torso deflated, the shirt
and tie dissolving into his flesh which itself began to merge with the cloth of the suit.
Finally, unable even to move his head, Jeff stared as his face in the mirror as it shrivelled
up, sinking into the collar of the suit coat and finally disappearing from view altogether.
Jeff lay helpless on the floor. He was fully able to see as if his head was still in place but
the only thing in his field of vision was a suit coat and pants lying on the floor in front of
the mirror.
He felt odd - at the back of his mind, Jeff felt a strange desire to be worn, for someone to
put him on so that he could transform them as he himself had been transformed. A
sudden pulling sensation in his arms and legs caught Jeff by surprise and looking in the
mirror he saw himself being lifted as if by invisible hands. In a moment, he saw his pants
fold neatly in mid air before a coat hanger appeared and he slipped into it. His coat part
followed and Jeff saw that he was now suspended from a wooden coat hanger.
Before Jeff even had time to think, there was a flash of light and he suddenly found
himself...