Brianna raced through the options as fast as she could. The chronivac was fast, but it was throwing dialog boxes in her face as fast as she could answer them.
>WARNING: Two entities are occupying the same space. Combine entities?< Not sure who would be in control if she said no, she chose yes.
>Keep subject IDs separate for future transformation?< she chose yes, not sure how that was going to be possible, but maybe there was a chronivac upgrade?
>Combined mental space: Shared or Seperate?< Brianna chose a shared, and then had to configure a hybrid option, where both would share the same thoughts as well as they were in physical contact. She chose to make sure both kept their identities, but Benjamin would be transformed into Freya, mind and body. She left both self-aware, though, which meant Benjamin would still know who he was, he'd just think and act like Freya most of the time.
A whole bunch more options were being offered but Benjamin had cracked the door open and was now sliding out. Freya had her fist buried in their pussy, and was choking herself for some reason, but Benjamin seemed to be fighting through this evidently very erotic experience.
The chronivac emitter's sound filled the car cabin as it went off. Benjamin slumped back into the car. Brianna evaluated the damage.
"Ugghh... I think it worked." Freya moaned, then frozen. "Uh.. or it didn't work. I'm Freya now?"
"Uhh.. I think you always have been?" Brianna offered tentatively.
"Yes.. and no. It's interesting."
Brianna found herself staring off into space. When she questioned herself, she realized, damn. She couldn't take initiative on her own as this virtual avatar. She was just an interface for the car now. It would have been terrifying if the sanity subroutines didn't kick in and make her fine with it. She just smiled, unblinking. It kinda tickled... like a brain massage.
Freya pawed at her body for a bit, rubbing her arms and legs while he lay back in the car seat. It was good to be solid flesh again... instead of that weird hybird gelatin monster she'd become. Weird, she inspected herself. Her breasts were a bit watery, and she felt way too full. She coughed and checked her palm for pink stuff. It was there, so she reasoned that the fluid was still inside her, just not transforming them anymore... which was fine by her.
Her memories were different too. She could still remember her original memories, growing up as Benjamin, being an artist, having a mansion. But she could also remember Freya's experiences since she came into existence, and Jeff's life.
Then there were these new memories. Of growing up as Freya, of Freya being rich and famous, of Freya being an tij tok star, of Freya being a speed freak car racer, of Freya building Brianna from scratch. Despite her other memories, she felt right deciding this was who she was now.
Finally, her programming showed it had been over ten minutes since either had speaked, allowing Brianna to prompt for input. "What would you like to do now, Mistress?" she bit her tounge on screen. Where had that come from?