While Greg carries Jeff home, the teen is thinking what to do, he can't have both Jeff and the Jeep at his party, one of the two would have to not be there. The more Greg thinks about it, the more he leans towards wanting HIS Jeep at the party instead of his annoying older brother. By the time they arrive home Greg made up his mind: he'd rather show off his new car to his friends than having Jeff sticking around.
Greg opens the front door, he then carries Jeff inside and closes the door behind them, he then walks into the dining room and sits Jeff down on a chair at the table.
Just then Bill and their mother arrive, they notice Jeff slumped in the chair, “what happened,” Bill asks.
“Oh... well, I forgot to fill him with gas,” Greg says, rubbing the back of his neck, “well... to be honest: I am running low on cash, I thought the tank would still be enough to get home, but I guess I miscalculated it. He run out of gas halfway home.”
The parents shake their heads, “really Greg,” Bill says, “I give you a car as a birthday gift, and you already don't treat it well.”
Jeff is to tired to register what his dad had just said, Greg on the other hand simply replies, “sorry dad. I promise to take better care of it from now on, it is just that I did not expect to get a car this fast, especially not such an awesome one!”
The parents smile, “I guess we all weren't expecting that,” the mother says.
“Let's get Jeff fed,” Bill says, “at least it is cheaper to fill the car up with gas this way.”
Since Jeff is so weak, Greg has to feed him, “by the way,” he says, while feeding his brother, “I'd love to show my friends my car, and maybe drive around a little.”
“What about Jeff,” the mother asks, “wouldn't you want him around?”
Greg shakes his head, “nah,” he says, “I'd rather have my Jeep than my annoying brother at my party.”
The parents nod, “anything for the birthday boy,” they say.
Bill turns to Jeff, “sorry Jeff,” he says, “but this means you'd need to be the Jeep for the night and the whole day tomorrow.”
Jeff's mind is still not fully active, so he simply nods, unaware of what he just agreed to. He does not notice Greg already opening the Chronivac-App on his phone and setting the change, Greg sets the Chronivac so that Jeff would automatically head into the garage naked. Greg also sets Jeff's awareness to low, just in case Jeff would start to protest, he really did not want an discussion with Jeff right now, he still had stuff to do before his birthday the next day.
So after supper, Jeff strips off Greg's sweater, which he still was wearing, and heads straight for the garage. When he arrives in the garage and takes the spot in the center, the teen blinks, “hu? Why am I in the garage,” he asks himself, he then shrugs, “he... I guess I was a Jeep for to long, it kinda feels right being here, but I better get to my room, I am really tired.”
Just as Jeff is about to turn and walk back into the house, he feels his whole body tingly and he suddenly can't move, “wh-what the hell?”
Jeff soon feels his body starting to stretch, widen and grow, “am I transforming into the Jeep again,” he asks himself, “why is this happening?”
His skin, which had returned to its normal color when Greg transformed him back, turns a nice dark royal-blue. His hands and feet turn black, his hands clench into fists and quickly start to take on a rubber texture as they puff up. Jeff suddenly falls forward, as his feet also become wheels, he lands on his “hand tires” and bounces a couple of times, until his still growing body stays still. Jeff lets out an “oomph” when he lands on his hand-tires, “man... this still feels so weird!”
Jeff's face is the next to change, his eyes merge together and become transparent as they become the windshield, his eyebrows then move down and turn into the wipers, his nose flattens and turns into the letters “JEEP”. Jeff's mouth turns into a toothy grin as it becomes the grill, his hair falls out as his head widens and the rest of his face becomes the hood.
Four doors appear on each side of his transforming body, his ass widens and his butt cheeks become the rear doors. Rear lights appear over the back bumper, while front lights appear next to the grill. Jeff feels his insides, organs, veins, nerves, lung, heart... everything transform into the interior and other car pieces. His heart becomes the car battery, his lungs become the AC Unit, his brain becomes the BCM (Central Body Control Module), which is simply a medium sized black box, which controls ALL the electronics, comfort and security of the car. Jeff's nerves and veins become the cables, his muscles become the shock absorber, while his bowels become the exhaust and exhaust pipe.
After, what felt like an hour to Jeff, the teenager had disappeared and in his place the new Jeep Wrangler with its new body paint is standing motionless in the garage, the lightning bolt details seemingly glowing in the dark garage. The transformation tired Jeff out, so without a further thought he falls asleep, dreaming of racing down a road in his Jeep form, feeling proud of himself as he leaves all the other cars in his dust. There is a loud "crack" and keys appear on the workbench in the garage, the keys are Jeff's balls.