"Well, I've had this fantasy for a few years and it's, umm, evolved over time." Dean looked away in shame but his head snapped forward a second later as his control over his body lessened.
"Out with it Dean, before you become immobile!"
"Well, in the most recent incarnation of my fantasy, I'd be irresistible, and participants would become sexy 21-25-year-olds. But then... I'd get to switch around pieces of peoples' lives with others participating..."
"You are telling me you are destined to start an orgy in my bedroom, mess with everyone's ages, and then what...? What exactly do you mean by 'pieces of people's lives' Dean?"
"It's a control fantasy... the one with the least aut..onomy.. is the most power... ful" Dean's ability to speak was fading fast. "Jobs, hobbies, knowledge, habits, possessions, fam...err" Each word became more of a struggle until Dean's face froze, stuck open, and his arms and legs collapsed to a relaxed position. Jeff watched as his body lengthened and bulked up, speckles of paint appeared on his chest and covered his face, representing his body and facial hair.
"Ugh..." Jeff groaned as the Chronivac beeped. Jeff stared at his friend for a long minute contemplating what to do, but as he did, strange urges welled up within him. "You are pretty god damned handsome this way Dean, and I am really getting into the idea of... What am I thinking!?" Jeff went to the Chronivac, an erection pulsing to life with every heartbeat.
"Transformation complete, awaiting external trigger, the subject will revert upon completion of fantasy. User and Subject aware, World Unaware." Jeff dismissed the box and pulled up Dean's profile. Changes were grayed out but Jeff could look at the profile, there he found:
Inanimate Sentient Object
Form: Adult Human Male
Extra Features:
300ft Aura: All within will become hypersexual, pansexual, and polyamorous, unable to spread illness or disease, and very turned on by sex dolls until dawn. The subject can be re-effected by leaving and reentering the aura's range. Will consider orgies exciting, and sex is as minor as having a meal with somebody.
Upon...
The details continued but Jeff had seen enough, he didn't want an orgy in his room, (or did he? NO, that was the aura talking...) he needed to get the Dean sex doll out of the house and somewhere this can run its course without causing too much chaos to his life, like a college campus or something.
Jeff had decided the dorm area of the college campus was a great place to leave Dean and likely to cause the least damage to people's lives. Jeff pondered for a long while, how to hoist Dean to the car without dragging him all the way there or asking for help. Dean is no longer his full weight but also is not a plastic inflatable doll, and Jeff is average strength for a 16-year-old making a 100 lb human shaped lump of dead-weight rubber a problem. Jeff steeled himself and laid on top of Dean painfully aware of Dean's dildo pressing into him and equally aware that he wouldn't normally be having conflicting emotions about this...
Jeff grabbed Dean's arms, securing them over his shoulders, and used his legs to launch himself off his bed and to a standing position. Dean was now a very heavy cape and Jeff started plodding down the hallway with the end goal being getting Dean into the family car.