Greg gets up early the next morning, it is supposed to be a nice sunny and warm weekend, Greg is super excited, he had arranged to go camping and spend the night out in the woods in the middle of nowhere with some friends. “I still got to get some stuff packed and loaded into my Jeep,” the boy says, as he gets himself ready, “the earlier we get going the better. Dean, Tyler, Eric and Max are due to arrive in an hour, so better get Jeff out of bed and into the garage,” he hurries over to Jeff's room.
Jeff is still fast asleep when Greg storms in, “JEFF,” he shouts, shacking his blue skinned brother, “get up, I got to get you ready.”
Jeff groan as he slowly sits up, “re-ready for what,” he asks.
“Have you forgotten,” Greg asks, “we are going camping and I need my Jeep to get the stuff packed. So, get you ass into the garage so that I can start the transformation!”
Jeff looks at his brother, “you know how much I hate being a car,” he says, “I thought that I finally can get a break from the ordeal!”
Greg raises an eyebrow, “didn't you say yesterday, that you like the new you?”
Jeff grumbles, “I lied just to make you happy,” he says, “I hate it, I hated it from the first second! You and dad just DID it, without asking ME if I wanted to be a darn car! I didn't have a word to say in the matter! Now look at me,” Jeff rants, getting out of bed and moving his hands up and down his body, “I am a freaking blue-skinned-weirdo!”
Greg raises his hands, “dude, bro, chill,” he says, “is it that bad being a car? You have no school, you have no duties, you have no worries... you should be all chill!”
Jeff growls, “well, I. Am. NOT,” he says, “I HATE being a car! I HATE how I look! AND I HATE not having control over MY body!!”
Greg sighs, “well sorry,” he says, “but you HAVE to become my Jeep for the weekend, I am not planning on canceling the trip! So, get your ass into the garage... NOW! Or else I'll use the App to MAKE you do as told!”
Jeff opens his mouth to protest, but decides against it, he lets out a growl, “fine! But in return I DEMAND to not be transformed into a effing car for TWO WEEKS!”
Greg is confused, what the hell has gotten into Jeff? He was totally fine of being a car a day ago, but now? Greg thinks for a while, 'I can't accept that,' he thinks to himself, 'I NEED a car to get around AND I still have this school project ongoing! I guess I will just have to transform Jeff against his will and without him knowing every time I need MY Jeep!'
“Well,” Jeff asks, “do we have a deal?”
Greg looks at his brother, he then sighs and nods, “yeah, fine,” he says.
“Good,” Jeff huffs, he then strips naked and heads out the door, down the stairs and towards the garage, “let's get this over with!”
Greg shakes his head, still not understanding why Jeff is acting this way, he'll try and figure it out later, but for now there a more important things to do. Once Jeff is in position in the garage, Greg activates the transformation, he then heads into the bathroom to take a shower and get ready while Jeff transforms into the Jeep.
While Greg is under the shower, Jeff arrives in the garage, he notices the garage doors were closed, “well, at least I don't have to explain to passersby why I am standing nude in the garage,” the teen grumbles to himself, “it is already embarrassing as is, I don't need strangers staring at me.” Jeff walks into the middle of the garage and stands still, the second he stops moving, he feels the tingling start up all over his body, with a sigh and scowl on his face, the teen grumbles, “here we go... again,” he then feels his body leaning forward, “god I hate this shit! Why do I have to endure this? I am NOT a freaking car!”
Jeff's body continues to slowly move closer to the concrete floor of the garage, the teen soon finds himself on his hands and kneed, grumbling about how uncomfortable it feels, that his hands and knees hurt from the hard ground. Jeff then feels his body starting to grow and expand, as his blue skin becomes hard shiny metal. The boy's vision goes dark as his eyes become the windshield, his eyebrows become the wipers, his face expands and lengthens. His nose disappears, while his mouth is forced into a toothy grin as it, along with his teeth, becomes the grill of the car. His hands and feet turn black and start to inflate, becoming the tires, his back expands upwards, doors appear on his sides and his butt merges together, becoming the trunk. Jeff's vision finally returns, as the headlights appear on either side of the grill, while at the same time rear lights appear on his former butt. Jeff then feels his insides become the interior and electronics of the Jeep, his heart become the battery, his lungs become the AC unit, his rip cage becomes the motor, his bowels become the exhaust, his bladder and stomach become the tank filled with petrol, his cock becomes the gear stick and his balls become the keys, which appear hanging by the front door on the key hook. His brain becomes the computer and main control device of the car, seats with leather covers appear inside the “Jeep”. Soon, the transformation is over and instead of a blue-skinned human, there is a brand new blue Jeep Wrangler, standing in the middle of the garage, waiting patiently to be used.