After bathing I picked up the device and turned its attention onto me. The device brought me to a very old school DOS menu, filling the page with every minute detail about my life, with the options to “confirm,” “rescan,” or “enter manual selection.” My heart skipped when I saw a rendering of myself on the screen, wavering back and forth, dressed as I currently was. I pressed confirm, watching my profile expand to fill the screen.
Welp, I thought, only one thing left to test.
I came into the lounging area, sitting cross-legged besides Kay, who instinctively leaned in. I kissed her, watching the lame show she was watching as I thought of how best to broach the topic. I began to smile when I realized what the most on-brand solution was.
“Babe,” I asked, looking at the device off-hand. I planned to make adjustments as she suggested them. “If you could change me, how might you?”
“Like make you better at playing support?” She chided, poking my belly and gesturing to our gaming rigs beneath the TV.
“Nah, I mean in a physical way, like a bigger cock and stuff.”
“I like your cock!” She exclaimed, looking at me with concern. “Have you been looking at big-cock porn again? You know that shit aint real.”
“No, no, no, it's just a laugh, to test the Chronivac.” I laughed at her, rubbing her forearm. “Go on. If you could turn me into anything, adjust any aspect of me…”
Before I could finish I felt the phone vibrate, the normally green LED glowing pink. ‘VOICE MODE: ON,’ an alert told me. My heart nearly sunk out of my chest. This was not my plan. This was not my plan at all.
“Oh well, in that case,” She continued, as I fruitlessly tried to cancel, “would you like it if...”