After an hour, Dan and Ryan return to check on the “Mare”, the two men smile when they see that, instead of, what they still believed once was a sick DNA-Experiment, had been replaced by a dream of a mare: her fur seeming to sparkle in the sun, her muscles average for a 6 year old mare, all in all the men were happy that the “horse” has turned out the way they wanted. “Now, let’s get her chiped and vaccinated,” Ryan says, “after that, I’ll implant the GPS-tracking device.”
Dan watches as Ryan prepares the stuff, “I can’t believe that that beauty once was that freak-ish monster,” he says, “she is stunning! I can’t wait to breed her with my prize stud “Lightning”. Plus, I am sure she’ll win every race she’d attend.”
Ryan smiles, “I am sure the foals will be just as stunning,” he says, “oh, she’ll be the Star of every race.”
Jeff hears the men talk, he feels a jolt of pride run through his body, ‘I am happy that I seem to have become such a winner,’ he thinks to himself, still not noticing that he is no longer human, ‘I can’t wait to start the training with Ken and win the race!’
Meanwhile, at the pet store, Ken’s phone gives off a “ping” sound, the teen takes out his phone to check. He notices that he recieved a notification from the Chronivac-App, “hu? “Transformation complete”? I don’t remember transforming him all the way, hm... oh well, nevermind, I can focus on the important thing: training him for the race.” Ken puts his phone back into his pocket and continues the shopping.
Back at the stables, Ryan prepared everything and grabs the first needle, which contains the chip, “first the chip,” he says. He walks up to the “mare” and pushes the needle into her neck, with his new thick skin, Jeff does not even notice the injection. After injecting the chip, Ryan grabs a small device and scans the area, the device “pings” and Ryan turns to his laptop, “works like a charm,” he says, walking over, he then starts to type in the information:
Chip number: 2023-0011-2098-01
Name: Star
Age: 6
Gender: female
Fur: black
Breed: American Quarter Horse
Owner: Dan Johnson
He then saves it, “that’s the chipping done,” he says, “now she is offically your. Time for the Vaccination,” Ryan grabs the last syringe with the combaned vaccination and again injects it into the “Mare”, again Jeff does not feel the needle puncture him. “Now, time for the GPS-Tracker,” Ryan says, he grabs a third needle, which contains a highly powerful numbing solution and injects it into Jeff’s neck.
This time Jeff feels something weird, ‘hu? My neck kinda feels numb,’ he thinks to himself, ‘oh well, as long as it does not hurt.’ Jeff does not notice the vet grab a operation knife and cut deep into his neck.
After cutting into the “Horse”, Ryan takes the tiny black box, which is the GPS-Tracker-Unit and attaches it to a thin rod that also has a tiny camera, a tiny drill and a tiny screwdriver attached to it. The vet pushes the rod into the wound, and with the help of the camera, which feeds an image back to Ryan’s laptop, soon finds the right bone, C6 of the neck’s spine, and in a matter of seconds, the device is permanently attached to the bone and the wound is stitched up. Ryan turns to Dan, “now all there is left is for you to sync your phone with the tracker,” he says.
Dan takes out his phone and opens the PetTracker-App, he holds his phone to the “mare’s” neck and a big smile appears on his face, as he watches a green loading bar slowly start to increase, then his phone “pings” and a message appears, that reads, “syncing successful!”
Ryan smiles, “my job here is done,” he says, “let’s give her some rest.”
Dan nods, he unties the “Mare” from the wall and pats her neck, “good girl, now get some rest,” he says, Jeff is so dazed from the vaccination that he does not pay attention. He and Ryan then leave the stables, "thanks for doing this, please send me the bill".
“Will do, and it was my pleasure,” Ryan says.
After the men had left, Jeff takes a few slowly strides, ‘man, walking on all fours will take some time, but I’ll manage,’ he thinks to himself. He walks over to the water trough and has a drink, ‘I feel so tired, I better get some sleep,’ he thinks to himself. Jeff lies down on his bells, his legs tucked underneath him... her, and soon drifts off to sleep.