“I always wanted a drone,” Dean says straight away, his eyes sparkling.
“A drone,” Jeff asks, “why would you need a drone”?
“Remember when I told you, that I enjoy doing parkour,” Dean asks, Jeff nods, “well, I'd love to have a drone which would film me doing parkour. I'd love to upload some videos on youtube”.
“Hmm... I understand,” Jeff says, “I am kind of curious what it would be like being a drone and able to fly. So, what kind of drone should I become”?
“I want a quadcopter drone with a high quality camera,” Dean says, “I'd like the color to be a nice deep blue with silver flame markings and a metallic look”.
Jeff nods and starts to type into the program, “okay, what else,” he asks.
“I want to use my Samsung Galaxy a52 as a screen,” Dean says, “so, for one, I want to be able to sync my phone with the drone”.
Jeff realizes that Dean refers to the drone as a “it”, instead of saying “you”, “um... Dean,” the boy says, “remember that I AM transforming into a drone. I'll still be myself, only my body will change,” he continues.
“Yeah, yeah... I know that,” Dean says, “don't worry Jeff”.
Jeff relaxes, “good, you kind of freaked me out,” he says, then he turns back to the computer, “so, what else,” he then asks.
“I want to be able to attach my phone to the remote control,” the other boy says. Unaware to Jeff, Dean is not planing on letting Jeff transform back anytime soon.
After everything is finished, Jeff hits the confirmation button, and stands up from his chair. Suddenly both boys gasp as Jeff's clothes suddenly vanish, leaving the boy naked. “Um... s-sorry, Dean,” he says with a blush.
Dean on the other hand just stands there, his face not showing any signs of emotions, not even a slight blush, “no problem, dr-Jeff,” he says.
Jeff raises an eyebrow, “what was that,” he asks.
“Nothing,” Dean says, 'man, how long do I have to wait for my drone to finish,' he thinks to himself.
Jeff opens his mouth to say something, when suddenly he feels the skin on his torso start to move. The boy looks down and his eyes widen as he sees four long tentacle-like protrusions growing from his body. Jeff then feels himself getting down on his knees and slowly bending forward. His body is hosted up as the “tentacles”, which have become solid, touch the floor, Jeff's legs stay bent and start to slowly spread apart. The boy lets out a groan of discomfort, “man, I sh-should have set the... tr-transformation to be pa-painless”.
Dean says nothing, 'come on, come on,' he thinks to himself, 'I don't have all day. I am suppose to meet Rick and Leon at the parkour-park in an hour'. The boy still remembers Jeff, but he does not see him as a friend anymore, for Dean, Jeff is nothing but an object.
Jeff is unaware of what Dean is thinking, his legs are now lined up with his hips, as his feet lengthen and slowly take the shape of propellers, his arms move sideways until they are lined up with the boy's shoulders. The boy lets out a scream as his arms suddenly bend upwards with a sickening *crack*, his fingers start to lengthen and fuse together, also becoming propellers.
When hearing those cracking noises, Dean does not even flinch, the teen just stands there with his arms crossed, tapping the floor with his foot impatiently.
Jeff lets out a groan as he feels his penis changing, becoming square-shaped, turning black, his skin starts to look less like flesh and more like plastic. The boy's head then starts to shrink, as his eyes, nose, mouth, ears all seem to dissolve. Jeff is suddenly plunged into darkness, he can still hear and feel, but no longer see, 'I'M BLIND,' he shouts mentally. Then the boy's vision returns, first everything is blurry, but soon the blurriness is replaced by a crisp-sharp scenery. 'Woah, man my eye sight is so much better,' the former boy thinks to himself. He tries to look around and finds that he is abled to turn his “head” 360°, 'this is ama..., wait,' he then thinks, 'why is my vision so near to the ground... ha-has my penis turned into the camera'?
Meanwhile Dean watches the “drone” start to shrink, while the plain and boring beige color slowly starts to turn into a nice deep blue and silver flames appear on the back. “My drone is coming along beautifully,” the boy says, smiling. Soon a brand new drone is sitting on the floor, there is a crack and a remote control appears next to it. “Finally,” Dean says, “now to sync my phone to the drone's camera”.
The teen picks up the drone and sets it on Jeff's desk and sits down in his chair, he takes out his phone and powers it up. “Okay, now to find a drone-camera-app,” the boy says to himself, after a while he finds the right app. After downloading and installing the app, Dean follows the instructions on his phone, “scan QR-code on the back of your drone's camera,” he reads. Dean picks up his “drone” and looks, he spots a tiny QR-code and scans it with his phone, his phone pings and a message pops up, indicating for Dean to enter a password, which the boy does.
Jeff feels something connecting with his memory-card/mind, “De-Dean, wh-what happened,” he asks.
Dean sees a message appearing on his phone, his drone is talking to him, 'I'd need to fix that issue,' he thinks to himself, 'a drone shouldn't be able to have a mind of it's own'. The 15-year-old remembers Jeff transforming into the drone, but for Dean Jeff is no longer a human but an object, and objects shouldn't have a mind of their own. Dean sighs, he looks at his watch, “man, I am running late,” he says, “Rick and Leon are probably waiting for me at the parkour-park”. What should he do? Should he just go to the park and fix the error when he returns, or fix the error now and be on the safe side?
After a while of thinking, Dean decides to...