Mandi got to the Chronivac and tried to fiddle with it the best her limited bimbo intellect allowed. "Like, undo please, Chronie!! Mommy will like, totes kill me if I'm sexier than her." She gasped once more noticing how much more used to the "adult content" that was put in her emptied ditzy head by the bimbofication she had become, also beginning to notice the wetness of her loins, and what that actually meant.
"Come on Chronie, fix me!!" Mandi pleaded, trying to thumb through settings, when to her shock, she heard a voice from the computer.
"Voice Mode activated."
"Voice Mode?" Mandi asked.
"Because user Mandi Peterson now lacks sufficient intellect to use the Chronivac systems as intented, as noticed by the random interactions they are doing now, combined with the fact their current status is currently a 'Bimbo,' a species known as an off-shoot of Homo Sapiens in the same category of other human divergents such as catgirls and mermaids, who are known across the multiverse for their low intellect and lascivious thoughts, the Chronivac operating system has activated a voice-activated mode for simplified control."
Mandi stares dumbly at the computer for a moment, then exclaims, " So, like, I can control you by talking and stuff now?!"
"Yes."
"Then, like, turn me back!! Make me all little and normal again!! I wanna be like I was!!"
"Sorry, but that cannot be done."
"Like, why Chronie?!" Mandi begs the software.
"When you initiated your first transformation, the duration timer for it was set to permanent, and reversion of such changes is impossible under Rule 2."
"Rule 2?" Mandi puzzled, upset at hearing what she just heard.
"Apparently you either did not read the rules, or forgot them when your intellect was diminished. Let me remind you:
1. While the Chronivac is quite powerful and can warp reality & affect most all life in countless ways, the optimal term here is MOST. For some reason, the Chronivac, in no way physically, mentally, or spiritually, across all of reality im perpetuum, cannot affect individuals on the autistic spectrum, people who are schizophrenic and currently not treating the condition, and... Kevin Bacon. Such individuals will be fully immune to the Cheonivac and always aware of all states of reality, and will be able discern their original state of reality from all changes a Chronivac user has made.
2. Timed changes cannot be cut short. All timers must reach their natural conclusion. Attempting to force a timer to end or change to revert can cause serious harm to the user and program glitches, including unintended changes to others in the surrounding area and/or extra changes to the target. If the timer is set to 'Permanent,' then that particular change can NEVER be undone, and the original form is lost forever. The user can still use the Chronivac to do other transformations, but undoing their current transformation is impossible. The only exception to the timer rules is if the subject becomes pregnent, in which case the timer is frozen until they ween their offspring from milk.
3. Individuals merged into others will have their minds, souls, and personalities incorporated into their hosts, their hosts permanently retaining all memories and personality quirks of anyone merged into them, unless specified by the Chronivac.
4. The Chronivac cannot terminate life. As such, the Chronivac will not permit a female-to-male sex change and/or an age regression to before puberty if the target is pregnant, as doing so would cause fatal harm to the fetus. One must wait until the child is born (or could accelerate the mother's gestation) before being permitted to enact said changes. The same is true for attempting to turn someone into an inanimate object. Doing so effectively kills the target, so the Chronivac prohibits such changes.
5. Anyone who has ever used the Chronivac to transform another can never lose the knowledge of the Chronivac, regardless of how much their memory is wiped and/or how low they or another user renders their intellect.
Those are the rules. Do you understand user Mandi Peterson?"
Mandi looks like all of this broke her brain, but finally, she figured out the most important part. "You mean, like, I'm like gonna a total bimbo forevs?" Mandi tugs and twirls her hair nervously.
"Yes. That is what was said." the software answered her.
"Oh noooooo!!" Mandi fidgeted around, squishing her boobs in a fit. "What will Stephie say when she sees I totally have such big titties?! How silly will I look when I go back to school? Mr. Fuentes though..." Mandi failed to notice her worries drift to fantasies of her school's bus driver bending her over and... before she realized it, she was already three fingers deep inside herself when she realized what she had been doing.
"I like, went all horny and bimbo-y again, didn't I?" Mandi stated, looking at her slimy fingers. " But if I'm like, gonna be a bimbo forevs I might as well start enjoying it, and like, show Shephie what a REAL bimbo looks like!!"
Mandi runs back to Stephie's room, where she sees herself once more in Stephie's mirror, but this time succumbs to her bimbo desires and thrusts one hand under her miniskirt while taking the other to grope one of her natural yet gravity-defying roughly P-cup breasts and began to frig herself furiously, the logic of her bimbo brain thinking if Stephie saw her now in her room, she'd have to eat her words (and then maybe eat her out). As her tongue lolled out, Mandi thought, "See Stephie!! I'm totes a better bimbo than you!! When you come home and see me, you'll see!!"
As Mandi began to audibly gasp and moan as her first orgasm was building quick, making her quiver in her knees, something odd was happening. It was like her simple brain could think, like, 20% sharper, and then...
"Yay, cummies!!" Mandi exclaimed, reeling in orgasm, sqeezing her fingers in her snatch. However, about the same time, during her moment of bliss, her synapses wete firing as strongly as allowed for a bimbo, and she had an idea.
"I could like, totally do another transformation to make all my dum-dums not as bad maybe..." However a second orgasm adds another idea in her head. "...or, maybe like, I can totes stay a totally hawt bimbo. Cumming is like, so FUN!!"
As she came down from her high and realized she was at a crossroads of sorts...