Tyler looked through the options, ideas growing in his head. As much as Zach pissed him off, he did have to admit that he was a pretty fun guy. As a concequence of being room-mates they'd ended up hanging out on occasion and they'd had fun just gaming, drinking, talking about nonsense. If he wasn't such a sweaty jock, he'd actually be pretty cool to love with.
This gave Tyler some ideas. What if he *wasn't* a sweaty jock?
Getting to work, Tyler pulled up Zach's profile and started editing it. As he learned the interface and system, Tyler grabbed himself a beer. Maybe a few. At some point the alcohol and the rush of power had prompted him to start adding some more....interesting choices. By the time he was done, he was not only drunk, but also very pleased with his new and improved room-mate.
Zach would instead become Zoe; a short, cute girl who loves games, anime and movies, is habitually tidy and loved giving Tyler oral. He even added in some of his own fetishes, removing her arms and making her always horny. She'd be his helpless little sexpet, but also be his perfect girlfriend to chill with. It was perfect.
Setting the duration to Permanent and the awareness to self-only, Tyler lingered before adding awarness of her missing arms to Zoe and then the confirm key.
Nothing happened.
Confused, he hit it a few more times before he noticed the notice in the top: Updating - All queued requests will be applied once updates have installed.
"Seriously? An update? Now? Fine, I'll just leave it going. I'll check on it once I've grabbed something to eat" He sighed, leaving the machine running. As it turned out, there was nothing in the fridge, so he left the house and went into town to get food.
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"Yo, Ty' you in there dude?" Zach yelled as he burst into Tyler's room, both drunk and uninvited. "I need to you your computer for some stuff. I left mine at Dave's, man.....Ty?"
Looking around, Zach could see that there was nobody there. What he also saw was the computer that was left running on the desk.
"Nice, guess he won't mind then." Zach said to himself, and took a seat. "Huh? The heck is this? Wait, shit is this a fuckin' Chronivac? Dude! Man, Ty' you're such a fuckin' moron leaving *this* baby unguarded! Heh, how'd a pussy like you even get this?"
That gave Zach an idea. A really bad idea, but an idea none the less. See, Zach had a bit of a secret; for all the girls he'd slept with, the one he was really pining for was Lizzy, Tyler's hot sister. However, he also knew that banging her would completely ruin any pretense of friendship they had, which would ruin his chances, so he'd had to tolerate Tyle even if he was a complete pussy. This line of thought filtered through his alcohol-ridden brain into a plan; if Tyler was a pussy, but was his only way to get to Lizzy, then the solution was obvious.
Clearing the screen he inputted the commands. Tyler would become Lizzy's pussy and she would live here with Zach and totally have the hots for him. The perfect plan. Heck, he'd even be a bro to his old room-mate and make his new life a good one; the new Lizzy would gain all of Tyler's interests and hobbies, she'd habitually go around bottomless to let her pussy-bro see and she'd even still think of him as a person. As a final flourish, he decided he wanted to see the look in Tyler's eyes when he got front-row seats to him screwing his new babe, so he let him keep those, placed just above Lizzy's snatch, set the awareness to just him and Tyler and set the duration to Permanent.
Confirming the change, Zach too noticed the ongoing update. He could wait. Something like this was worth waiting for.
Getting up, he quickly cleared the screen and snuck out of Tyler's room. He'd never notice a thing.