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Chronivac Version 4.0

Jake's Mood Revealed (its Not That Bad), & His Revenge!

“Jake: sad [dominant], relieved [strong influence], dominant [strong influence]”

The words came as cold comfort for Nathan, who let out a sigh of relief. At the end of the day, Jake was still his cock, and hadn’t yet obliterated him.

“Okay, That is understandable.” Nathan sighed, waving the screen away and looking at his cock in the eye. “What can I do to make it up?”

“I have been thinking about that all night.” Jake replied, giving his friend a grin. “Turns out, whenever you get a hard on I wake up, and you do that a lot.” Nathan rubbed the back of his neck again, playing with the dense fur. “What you did was fucked up, but, well…”

“You are still staying between my legs, eh?”

“Don’t.” Jake snapped. “Do not. You don’t get to feel good about this. Yes I am staying here, whether you like it or not. And you won’t once I give you my punishment, you will not. I have been looking at your fantasies, all of them, deep into them too, and we are gonna start doing them.”

Nathan flushed, the redness barely masked by his fur as visions of his last dream came flooding back.

“Yes,” Jake grinned, “that one too.”

“Okay dude just, can you not read my mind man?” Nathan snapped back. “That’s, I mean I deserve it but…”

He paused, looking at the now recoiling Kitty between his legs. While he couldn’t see it, one of the holographic screens shrak into an error message.

‘Past user withdrawn consent, scanning capacity for [Nathan] suspended.’

He looked back up at the canine, his anger meeting the dog's visible confusion. He noticed the error message appear onto the screen of the Chronivac, but Nathan was so preoccupied trying to read his cock’s unreadable expression he was missing the very readable message on the screen.

Jake looked back, hoping another one of those intrusive fantasies would join them, but none did. He shook it off, closing the error and sighing.

“Okay, fine, I have a deal for you then.” Jake started, glancing at the Chronivac’s screen. The error had vanished with it's holographic counterpart, thankfully. “I will stop scanning your brain, but I get to transform you all I want, as long as we revert back to normal in like, two weeks?”

“Two?”

“Two. But, before you say anything, four points.

“First of all, I get to read your mind a little. A LITTLE, just in the form of those logs you saw, not in the privacy breaking way where I get detailed stuff, because I can’t see your face through the thong I am gonna get you wearing and I need to know how you are feeling.

“Second, at the end of those two weeks we revert back, as I said. By that I mean we revert back HERE, right now, and in our default forms. All memories from everyone else are erased, only you and I will remember.

“And third, at the end of the two weeks, you get access to the Chronivac, as long as we agree to only change each other with explicit permission.”

Nathan relaxed back into bed, contemplating for a moment, before looking back at little Jake. “And what was the fourth deal?” Nathan replied.

“Not a deal, but - as I said - a point.” Nathan looked on at the smirking kitty, who lent back against Nathan’s mons pubis, grin and pose turning sensual. “I can tell you are loving it. I don’t need to know your mind to know that.”

The cock-kitty twitched, Nathan’s arousal at his cock, at himself, and at the idea of subbing to it, was impossible to deny. He put a hand on his former friend, touching him both like he would an erection, and as a lover. His cute smiling face blushed unseen, face turning but eyes flickering back.

Again Jake didn’t need omnipotence to read Nathan, but he knew that he was still too hesitant to agree.

Then the situation began to twist. The first sign was as an errant thought blasted across the gulf between their minds, the two united as a single fantasy blared out from Nathan’s deepest fantasies. The two lingered for a moment, staring, willing each other into it, before a new message blocked Jake’s view of Nathan. From behind the screen, Nathan’s face blushed anew.

“Shit, can you see that? Like on the screen and...” Nathan gasped. Jake Nodded. “C’mon man you can’t just read my mind like that again before I agree”

Jake waved his hands, as he began to explain.

“Not all of this is me. First of all those fantasies we keep seeing are, well, I am starting to understand where they are coming from, and a lot of it is definitely you. Second, the Vac can detect when you want to tell me something but can’t, like, phrase it or feel too nervous about it. You just wanted this,” Jake said, gesturing to a screen Nathan still couldn’t see, “you wanted to say this so much it brought it up as an alert. Though, don’t get me wrong, this is a strange but understandable stipulation you want, and if it's the only thing between you and agreeing to the deal, I mean, sure. As long as you are willing to start the trial from tomorrow, Sunday morning, at dawn.”

Nathan’s heart skipped, as his ears perked up, and his tail wagged against the bed with an audible pounding. He had been thinking about the idea since the moment he noticed Jake was still down there, and the idea of actually doing it was so gleeful it was spilling out of him. He controlled himself, furrowing his brow and asking: “Just to be clear, you agree to it, and to be extra clear, what does the Vac say.”

Jake nodded, and - with a shrug - revealed the hidden message.


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