Freya came to, fingering herself in the garage. This was bad... she sucked her lip wantonly. She was losing time. At least her pussy didn't feel any wetter than usual. And there wasn't really anything here besides Benjamin's dozens of cars and motorcycles. There was a new one, however, and she did a circle around it before she saw the license plate. It was a beautiful car. Not a crack anywhere on it.. not even for handles or windows. Except for one.. her nail slid in between the car body and the license plate. It moved when she moved her hand away. "Ah ha..."
Pulling on it, Freya found it flipped up, showing a discoloration on the carbon body. It helped that there were charging instructions on the back of the plate, but it was about what she expected. She found a tesla charging cable and, hoping it was compatible, pressed it up against the discolored circle. The cable's connector lit up, and then magnetized, holding it in place. She stood back up as it began to charge, quickly. If she had any hairs left below her eyebrows, they would be standing on end.
Slowly the Chronivac booted. It recognized it was being charged. Good. 20% would be enough. It would be faster if it upgraded the charger. The lights in the garage flickered on and off as every power source started being consumed. Freya stepped back as the racecar, which had been suspended on a hydraulic lift, lowered to the ground. Electricity started to dance over it. The first sign of actual change was a green ricing stripe running down the body. That pretty much confirmed to Freya what had happened.
The chronivac used the resources it had stored away for later. The car was built for speed: so it was empty except for a single driver's seat, which still managed to look luxurious and high tech, carbon fiber with leather inlays. A handwarmer wrapped itself around the transmission sticks, and the inside was decorated with woody leaves and hollow beads. The headlights grew a pink ring around them, making them look like eyes, and a embossed metal nameplate was fused to the side of the car. Brianna.
When it looked like it was done, Freya wasted no time, sliding into the chair. Benjamin was getting more control by the second, and she could feel him having second doubts. The car opened at her touch, handlessless and hingeless, the door material deforming to allow the door to lift straight up. She slipped into the car, which remained dark. She started to just paw at controls, until finally she must have hit something; the dashboard display lit up and welcomed her to TransDerm Labs new auto program. It took her to the setup wizard. She pushed through it frantically. One of the options was 'choose your car's personality overlay'. She breathed a sigh of relief as Brianna was in the options.
"Loading..." Brianna's voice said. "Wait.... what's going on here?" She asked, confused. A moment later a virtualized image of her face appeared on the dashboard screen.
"You've merged with the car somehow. I think there was an accident," Freya explained, piecing together Benjamin's memories. "Is the chronivac in there with you?"
"The chronivac? Why would it... oh, here it is. Weird, it's like I just have to think of it. I can see the controls, everything." A line of green LEDs on the dashboard lit up every time she spoke, like a cheesey 80's sound visualizer.
"Can you use it to change yourself back?" Freya gripped onto the handrests. Benjamin was figuring out what her plan was, and didn't like it. She felt her heart begin to race despite her attempts to keep in control.
"Uh... huh. No, it says I'm not a valid target. Chronivac can only transform organic life... wait, what? Freya, what is it saying?"
"Oh my god," she clenched, as Benjamin got control of their arm and started navigating through the Menu, searching for the chronivac. Brianna's face disappeared, overwritten by the car's UI.
"I don't have time to explain. Quick, change me back?"
"Change you back? Huh... another target not found error. Freya... the only one showing up as a valid target is Benjamin."
"Then change him into me! WHAT? No! Brianna, change Benjamin back into himself!"
"I don't know what is going on..." Brianna's voice faltered. Watching introspectively as what she saw as Freya's body found the chronivac and started changing settings. "But one of you must be Freya.."
Benjamin punched the dashboard LED as he was locked out. A progress bar from the chronivac starting ticking up the screen.
"Oh my god, you have to keep him in here," Brianna pleaded as Benjamin started struggling with the door. "Let me out, let me out!" Freya's voice shouted from his transfigured body.
"The chronivac can only target things INSIDE the car, now..."