"I want you to turn into my toilet!" Jeff typed on the screen.
"Oh, that would be hot!" She replied with a giddy smile and clapping her hands rapidly. "Hold on just a sec."
She went to the chronivac and the table it sat on became a desk with wheels which she then pushed over to Jeff.
"I want you to make me a custom job!" She said presenting it to him.
Jeff's flabby brownie arms reached out and slowly typed at the computer. Jenny watched excited as Jeff slowly entered her changes noticing that in the 15 minutes he'd been typing the tube at the end if his giant brownie dick had cummed thick fluffy whipped cream 3 times. A good sign that he was turned on by the changes he would make to her.
With a final key stroke and a cheerful *ding* from the computer changes overtook Jenny.
First her stomach bloated out into a protruding but cute gut. She was pulled towards the nearest wall, back facing it before she felt herself fall to her knees. Her legs spread wide as her feet and forelegs flattened to make a sturdy base for her to rest on. The muscles in her legs became stiff and ridged as she knew her lower body had now locked into its new default postion. The clanking sound of metal rang out behind her and she felt cold pipes press into her ass, streaching it wide and fusing with her intestines. Another pipe entered her dripping pussy, easily fusing to her bladder and and some fluid pumping into her.
She could see as the changes spread up her body that her skin was turning pure white as porcelain, she didn't feel cold though, and could still feel the air around her body, the color was likely just for show, and not some kind of petrification.
Her arms the quickly shot upward and became stiff. She could feel raised parts of her palm bump upward and her fingers lock into claws face up. She instinctively knew that her hands had just became the controls she'd build into the original toilets arm rests.
Most shocking now was her mouth, from her postion she could see as her nose and upper jaw retracted into her face, her lower jaw rapidly projecting forward as her teeth merged with her lips and formed a two foot by two foot shelf. The lips puffing up into a comfy padded toilet seat. Her tongue also grew to fit the wide bowl of her new mouth which hung so low and deep that it rested on her fat stomach. Finally her spine bulked up and her head became stiff an stationary while it was encased in the pale white colored flesh.
With his new toilet compleat and seated right next to him Jeff made a slight edit to himself, fixing his immobility for a short while to change seats. His fat dump truck ass lifting up and pivoting over to Jenny's face. Strands of caramel sauce dangled from his newly minted pussy and his cheeks clenched tight as he came to rest his rear on his new throne.
Jenny watched in anticipation as the giant sweet brownie cheeks of her herm boyfriend came to rest on her engorged lips. From her postion just at the back of the bowl she could see his puckered brownie cake anus, coated in chocolate sauce giving it the impression of a chocolate glazed donut. The comidy that Jeff's donut now lolled like a genuin donut was not lost on her, had she been able to laugh, she would have. His cookie cunt was eaqually coated in caramel, from one or all three of his orgasims while editing her.
The thick salty sweet sauce dripped onto her large salivating tongue that took up the base of the bowl that was her mouth. She could also feel his giant cake-y balls resting in the bowl just on the tip of her tongue.
Jenny felt one of the buttons on her hand get pressed and held. "Ok Jenny, how's it feel to be my thone?" Jenny heard Jeff's voice in her head. Unable to talk she simply said the words in her mind as though she were talking. "Fuck jeffy! I didn't know you'd be so heavy! And your girl cum is so sweet its almost making me sick! It's divine! Ohh how are talking though?"
"I made a button that's like a telepathic intercom. As long as I hold this button in your left hand, you can talk to me an me to you. Now, are you ready for your reward for making me sexy-sweet-confectionary-slut?"
Jenny tried to scream YES! In her mind but the intercom had already been cut. She felt Jeff's fingers interlock with hers on her arm rests and grip tightly, pushing up and giving Jenny a perfect view of his puckered donut as it quivered and expanded. A soft ball sized chocolate chip buldged from its center getting stuck half way before a spray of chocolate syrup ejected it and three more into Jenny's mouth! The warm syrup coated her tongue and the dark chocolate chips slowly melted against her pallet.
Another button was pressed on her hand and she felt her throat open up and swallow the whole coco-flavored load. It traveled slowly down her gullet and into her gut where it began to churn and break down before pushing down her her intestines and out the pipe connected to her ass.
Another button pressed on her palm and she felt control over her tongue, she instantly knew what this was. She became to lick and clean her bowl mouth as well as Jeff's freshly glazed asshole and cookie-caramel-pussy as a living buday. One final button made her start to salivate, Jenny was bombarded with sensation as she instantly came from her pipe filled pussy, only the sensation flowed up not out as a small jet of mint cream shot out from under her tongue and refreshing her senses and the air around them.
The intercom sprang back on. "So, how was it?" Jeff asked.
"Fucking great!" Jenny screamed! "I can't wait for you to shit in me more hun! Go ahead and give it too me!"
Jeff depressed the button and repeated the process. Easy to do since Jenny had made him this way now. He was glad she was enjoying herself at least.
Jeff then turned back to the computer desk and began to play with more of its functions. Jenny may enjoy eating his chocolate shits all day, but he still had other needs and desires. Through the menus he went, creating the new changes he needed before he pressed enter.
Before him an exsact copy of Jenny popped into exsistance. She was exsactly how she'd been before he'd made her his toilet. This Jenny was a perfect copy, with the added benift of knowing the original Jenny was his personal toilet and ready to continue their fun.
"Alright Jenny, I made you my toilet. When were done ill just combine you both so your be one person again with both memories, like you lived out multiple fantasies at once. So you changed me, I changed you, I think its your turn. What would you like?" He turned the computer desk over to his copyed girlfriend.