This was so exciting. Lisa's lip was trembling, her leg bouncing up and down. With a few keystrokes she had the file of herself open. She could do anything with this, intellect, looks, past, future, all malleable thanks to the Chronivac.
"I-i-i-nteresting" she drawled as she looked over her own files. There was a log, showing changes, forced and natural. She found the first forced change quickly.
Overide: Mental//bestiality: Rattus Rattus = True
That little line had kicked everything off. Had started her journey to becoming Tomtom's mate. She looked down at the table where her little knight was perched at the edge, little claws holding on, head bobbing as he sniffed the heat rising from her.
Lisa smiled and scooted her butt forward, slouching in the chair and opening her legs. Her cheeks and lips parted, she felt like she was on fire. With a buck toothed grin she lifted the little rat and placed him on her naked chest. TomTom wasted no time scrabbling down, past her rows of nipples to reach her honeypot. The feeling of the warm fuzzy rodent and long tail snaking down her made Lisa shiver. As TomTom went to work grinding himself against the comparative giant, Lisa reached out and continued to scroll through the log. As she scrolled down and saw all the changes her lip began to tremble, eyes widened and her face went bright red.
Self: Mental//Identity: Mate(TomTom (+40))
Self: Mental//Identity: Desire to breed = Remove (Human), Add (Rat)
Self: Mental//Identity: Desire to breed(Rat (+20))
Her first time mating, with TomTom. She bit her lip to stop it trembling. No chronivac trickery here by Eric. This was all her. Her spare hand began tugging her nipple, hard.
Self: Mental//Identity: Desire to breed(Rat (+42))
Self: Mental//Identity: Desire to be = Add (Rat)
Self: PhysicalBaseline//: DNA = Add (Rat)
Self: PhysicalBaseline//: DNA(Rat (+1), human (-1))
That night when she tugged herself off dreaming of Rat babies. She ran her hand up and down now, strumming her teats as TomTom licked at her exposed rosebud.
Self: Mental//Identity: Mate(TomTom (+56), Eric(-34))
Self: Mental//Identity: Desire to breed(Rat (+17))
Self: Mental//Identity: Identity of self = Add (Rat)
Self: Mental//Identity: Desire to be(Rat (+34))
Self: Mental//Identity: Identity of self (Rat (+16))
Self: PhysicalBaseline//: DNA(Rat (+6), human (-6))
Her time today with TomTom Lisa grunted in pleasure. Seeing her complex thoughts and feeling laid out so cold and numerical in front of her was an eye opener. Tomtom was her mate now, not Eric. She really really wanted his litter, and she was feeling more and more like she wanted to be his mate, physically. That last line especially, lit a fire in her belly and loins. Her baseline was changing....
Fingers a blur, lisa pulled up the virtual model of herself. Clothes removed she spun the model, marvelling how accurate it was. Pale skin, blond hair, pouty lips and slim nose; it even had that mole on her left butt cheek. She noticed the model already had her 6 additional nipples and buck teeth when it smiled.
At the side of the screen was a myriad of baffling sliders and options, but to her they all made sense. Fingers trembling and adrenalin pumping she found what she was looking for and typed.
User: Lisa
Animal DNA: Select
//"Rattus Rattus"
A slider appeared under her model, along with a percentage readout of her Rat DNA. It currently read.
Baseline level: 93% Human 7% Rat. [Anomaly detected in baseline]
With a nervous giggle she slid the slider all the way to the right. The model transformed so fast it just looked like it collapsed. The camera zoomed in and in her place was the model of a small brown haired rat. Lisa giggled in hysteric excitement, scooping TomTom frim between her legs and showing him the screen.
"What do you think mate? Do I make a sexy rat?" With her fingers she caressed his soft tummy, eliciting a happy squeak.
Hand trembling she put her hand back on the cursor, for a pausing over the "Execute" button. This...
This wasn't right. She couldn't figure out why. But she couldn't just do it this way. Something,,, something wasn't right. Eric... school. Family. She couldn't figure it out. But...
Maybe the chronivac could.
She tabbed back to the log.
Self: Mental//Identity: Fear of unknown = true.
She looked at the latest line. It was fear. She was afraid of what would come next. What if it was a terrible terrible mistake? What kind of person wanted to be a rat? Was she completely mental?
Her hands reached out.
A dirty, smelly rat.
They hovered over the keyboard.
Good for nothing but pumping out litters of squalling rats.
A new line. Self: Mental//Identity: desire to be( Rat (+4), human(-4))
Teats swollen with milk, suckling her babies. She typed out a simple command, this was the cowards way.
A new line. Self: Mental//Identity: desire to be( Rat (+6), human(-6))
She hovered, she almost felt sick. TomTom squeaked, the blood was thrumming in her ear. She couldn't really do this?
"Execute"
...Override: Mental//Identity: Fear of unknown = FALSE
She sighed, endorphins drumming her senses. All her worries, doubts, fears, they all melted away. She was clear now. She wanted to do this right.
"Ooooohhh... yessss". She hissed, arms going triumphantly into the air.
She tabbed back to the Rat model of herself. "That's only a layer change, she sighed, lovingly staring at TomTom"
Her finger jabbed the screen, just at the baseline stats. "Here's what we need to change my love."