Jeff hesitated but finally typed the word "cat" into the prompt. The interface prompted him to select the target for the transformation. He nervously selected himself and set the auto-stop timer for one minute. After taking a deep breath, he hit the start button.
The Chronivac sprang to life, and Jeff's transformation began immediately. He watched in fascinated horror as his body went through numerous iterations of a "cat." First, he felt his spine contort and lengthen, causing him to double over as his fingers fused into furry paws. His face stretched, and he felt his teeth painfully morph into fangs. Soon, he was covered head-to-toe in fur, a pure feline.
But the process didn’t stop there. His limbs melted into chunks of machinery as his flesh began transforming into yellow and black Caterpillar construction equipment. He could feel a metallic taste in his mouth as his tongue metamorphosed into a hard, cold piston. His heart slammed in his chest as cables and wires replaced veins, his bones now solid steel beams.
Before he could fully comprehend what was happening, the transformation shifted again. His back split open, and thin, sleek metal wings sprouted painfully from his shoulder blades—the iconic wings of the Grumman F-14 Tomcat. His eyes now glowed with an unnatural red hue, sensors blinking unnervingly in his feline face.
Each change brought a fresh wave of disorientation and morbid arousal, heightening his senses to a near unbearable state. His digitigrade legs twisted again, turning into functional landing gear. What had once been his groin morphed into a deadly rotary cannon; the cold metal sensation filled him with conflicting feelings of dread and excitement. His left hand now sported six fingers, each tipped with sharp claws that were both feline and metallic.
When the timer finally ran out, the Chronivac stopped, leaving him in an amalgamous form: mostly anthropomorphic cat, adorned with jet wings, with a cannon where his sex used to be, landing gear for feet, and an extra digit on one hand.
Jeff stood there, trembling, breathing heavily, his heart pounding in his transformed chest. He was both terrified and overwhelmingly aroused by the chaotic blend of transformations he had undergone. His mind raced with curiosity and excitement about what else he could potentially become.
“Oh my god,” he whispered to himself, “What else can this thing do?” His fingers twitched as he thought about the endless possibilities, a dangerous glint of excitement in his eyes.