Jeff stiffened noticeably. His skin was now a uniform shiny deep blue. There were no seams or lines or anything to distinguish clothing from skin, except for the missing details of human anatomy. No cock, balls, belly button, toes, or nipples were visible. Jeff's body was like a smooth generic mannequin from the neck down, except for his hands. They were highly detailed as if made by an master sculptor. Similarly, above where his shirt collar had been was a handsome bust of Jeff's head with prominent Adam's apple on his throat. Dean leaned in and whistled. Even the stubble on Jeff's chin was blue steel. Dean reached up and ran his finger along Jeff's chin. He let out a yelp as he drew blood. It was like rubbing his finger across steel wool or the metal bristles on a brush for cleaning barbecues.
"Yeow! Maybe you should have shaved first, Jeff?"
"No worries, Dean, when I'm done changing, there won't be any rough spots, just smooth polished metal with all the specs you requested. I can't wait to get on the open road with you behind my wheel," Jeff answered.
"Me either, brah, just you me and the highway. So sweet. I can hardly wait,"Dean said eagerly.
Jeff laughed. Sounds of twisting steel emanated from imside his body. "Oh, I , um, think you wi-i-i-ill h-ave t-t-tah wa-wai-wait a-a-a-a bit. I, oh,mmpft, woorrrrooo," his mouth sealed over, as he face and neck smoothed to resemble the rest of his mannequin body. The sound of a radio tuner emanated from inside Jeff, "rrroooowoooovroo, (crackle), whoa this is new,"Jeff's voice said in the mechanically monotone voice of a computer, " Whoa!"
CLANG! Jeff fell forward landing on his black rubber mitt like hands with his legs impossibly bending forward at their calves. The black rubber mitts and boots began to swell and grow bigger becoming wheels. Jeff's butt exploded as his rear end grew to the proportion of the car he was becoming. Slowly his torso expended too. His body rocked back and forth on his newly formed shock absorbers. Jeff was really becoming indistinguishable from an automobile. While his form was still changing, it was clear that he was a car, and not human.
Dean licked his lips, and put his hands in front of his crotch to hide his growing boner. He was really getting his first car, and not just any car, but a Skoda Superb.
There were loud painful sounding noises of metal stretching, twisting, bending and popping. Dean sort of hoped it didn't hurt, but it wasn't foremost in his mind. He pulled up the owner's manual for the Skoda Superb on his phone. Maybe next time, he could try Jeff as a Maserati, Jaguar, or Bugatti? See which handled better.