It had been roughly half an hour since Sophie vanished, Willow was now sat on the sofa, her hands clasped and her knee bouncing with worry, staring at the Chronivac on the coffee table.
"Just what the fuck are you, and where is my sister?" She whispered, almost expecting the device to reply, but it remained silent and blank.
She had looked all over the small apartment, the bathroom, her room, Sophies room, even out in the hall to the other apartments, it was as if the world had swallowed Sophie whole, leaving no trace.
However the whole time she had been searching, Willow had been fighting the urge to vomit, chalking it down to stress she thought nothing of it, but the fact that the feeling only seemed to be getting worse by the minute, but she couldn't focus on herself now, she needed to find Sophie.
Looking towards the front door, her gaze fell once again onto the family picture, wiping her eyes and taking a deep breath she stood up "don't worry mom, il find her, and il keep her safe" she said, but once again no one answered.
Willow snatched up the Chronivac, glaring at the reflective screen
"So you can do just about anything hmm?" She said as she began flicking through the available options "well let's see what you've done with my sister then"
Once again she was greeted by the same option as before, however now there appeared to be a progress bar underneath:
[WORKING MOM]
===-------------- 25%
Selecting the setting once again another window popped up
[SUBJECT IN STORAGE:]
[SOPHIE AGE 5]
[ERROR: SUBJECT WILL NOT BE AGED ADJUSTED UPON TRANSFER]
[WORKING MOM CAREER SETTING:]
[STRIP CLUB OWNER]
[ACCEPT THESE SETTINGS?] ✓ X
"Subject transfer?, Strip club owner?, Just what the fuck is this thing?" Said Willow, both hands on the device, what did it mean Sophie was in storage, she couldn't be in this device, right?
"No don't go off the deep end yet willow, there has to be some explanation" she said to herself, trying desperately to come to any answer that made sense, but the more she thought about it, the less sense anything made.
The only thing she could think to do would be to hit the accept button on the Chronivac, what was the worst that could happen right?
"Fuck it" sighed Willow as her finger hit the accept button on the screen.
The changes that occurred around her seemed to happen in the blink of an eye, the room around Willow seemed to dissolve into a different scene, transforming into a high end high rise apartment, the view of the city stretching out from the wide glass window, leading to a balcony, the living room she was just stood in seemed to morph into a modern, expensive looking collection of furniture, the room expanding into a large open space, the kitchen reassembled itself into a luxurious chief rate kitchen, sleek countertops, sparkling stoves polished cupboards and draws and a slate slab room divider, with an open window to the kitchen.
Looking around Willow almost fainted at the thought of how much this would all cost, there was no way she would be able to afford something like this right?. But the device was not done yet.
Willows clothing seemed to turn to dust, falling off her body and disappearing into the wind, leaving her bare naked form open, however that was not the only change, as her clothing disappeared her figure began to change, her hips and ass becoming wider, and her tits swelling in size, upon looking at her refection she saw....