"Only 4 inches hard? Ha, even as decorative that comes up short," Brent said evilly.
"Brent, you don't want to-" Max said cautiously reaching to reclaim his device.
"Oh, but I do, little stud. You can thank me later," Brent said, and he started typing.
Max made ready to charge Brent, but found himself frozen. The Chronivac was engaged, at least Brent had left Max fully aware. Oh, crap, his underwear was suddenly too tight, it was crushing his cock and balls. Max moved his eyes to look down, damn Brent was making his bulge huge. Oh, crap, now his thighs and butt were stretching his shorts. R-r-r-i-i-p! Max felt a draft where his shorts had split. Was Brent going to make him morbidly obese?
Did Brent just say Max could thank him later? What- the oh- Max's shirt stretched, as his shoulders and arms grew, he felt his back and belly exposed as if he was wearing a shirt at least two times to small. Suddenly, he felt his nipples increase in sensitivity, then his armpits. Damn, he wanted to rip his shirt off, it was so tight, and it felt so - oh, no, now his butt was itching, more sensitive too.
"There! Max, you're looking a lot more like a hunky jock who I can be seen with in public instead of a geeky nerd or is that nerdy geek. With those muscles you should make the team easily."
Make the team? Brent always bullied him, why would he? Wait what smells so good? Max felt his cock stiffening. It was the smell, he was in total love, or at least lust with -where was that smell coming from? Max focused on the scent. No! Fuck no! It was coming from Brent's crotch. Why did it have to smell like heaven. Subconsciously, Max started to drool.
"Okay, my soon to be sex toy. You're now totally gay, and you now have receptors in your tongue which will make my specific cum more addictive to you than opium or sugar. Oh, and don't worry, even though you're now attracted to men, and more specifically me, I made you totally aware. , everyone other than you or me will ķnow that you were always a buff little gay dude who worships Bi me. Heh, heh. Oh, and while you are aware, even if you get your hands back on this device, you won't be able to change any of the settings, not even make yourself oblivious to your fate. Each load deposited in you will bind yoy more to me, and the more you love me, the more you will hate me and the new reality I've created. But I don't want to hurt you, fuck toy, so I'm going to sync your ass to fit my cock. Tight, but not too tight. We'll me the perfect mates. Heh, h-"
As he spoke, Max heard a gurgling noise in his gut, felt it shift, and farted loudly. Then his clothing vanished. He was naked and unable to move, but he could see how hot his new muscled body looked.
Immediately after Brent froze in mid laugh, he too heard his intestinal tract make a gurgling noise, and farted loudly. And his clothing vanished too.
Max realized that Brent had synchronized himself with buff little Max to make them a pair of perfect mates. The Chronivac beeped, Max and Brent unfroze.