Jeff looked over all the options trying to decide what he should try first, he stared at the screen confused for a few seconds after reading all the options. How could a turkey be function but not form? Would people treat him like a turkey just running around in his house? Or mabye it meant a cooked turkey, either way none of it made sense. Yet Jeff was still curious and clicked the option. This option would be interesting considering the day after tomarrow was Thanksgiving.
His eyes quickly brushed over the options not really careing about most of them. He clicked large confirm button at the bottom of the screen satisfied. Jeff sat for a few minutes waiting for somthing to happen before sighing, of course the dumb machine wouldn't actually do anything.
Later that night Jeff went to bed and the strange program started doing its job.
[Subject: Jeff]
[Treated as: Turkey]
[duration: random]
Jeff rolled over in his sleep, not having much physical or mental change, besides getting chubbier. Yet everyone else he knew had changes and would now see him as a turkey, and think he's always been that way.
The Chronivac teleported Jeff into the large fridge in his kitchen, laying him on his stomach and making him a bit plumper, but other wise human. To himself at least, Jeff dozed away untill morning when he woke up to someone talking in the kitchen. It sounded like his mom's voice, but his mind was still cloudy from waking up.
"Why was it so cold and Hard in here? Where am I?"
"mom?"
Jeffs naked body was rushed with warm air as the fridge door opened, and he saw his mother.