Back in his bedroom, Patrick flopped down on his bed. Looking over at Tammy as she sat in his desk chair, he said, "So, now that you see it does what I said it would do, I figured you might like to use it and give yourself one of the things you've always wanted."
Still in awe at how the programme had transformed her, Tammy nodded at this. Knowing she would eventually use the Chronivac to make herself female, she glanced at her profile, then over at Patrick. Unsure how to ask what she was thinking, or even how he'd responded, she pushed the chair so it partially swivelled one way, then another. After a bit, she inquired, "Besides the glasses you said you at one time you wore, have you ever used the software in any other way?"
Her question caught him off guard, and for a moment, Patrick wondered how much he should tell her. Wanting to tell her how he'd given himself breasts, the ways he'd altered his body, he grew fearful the only reason reality was the way it was because of what he'd done, and Tammy would see their friendship as nothing more than the end result of his tampering. Not wanting this, he mulled over the question before saying, "There are a few things I have considered doing, but couldn't bring myself to do," and before he could change his mind, he blurted out, "Such as the option of being an animal, if only for a short time."
This really didn't answer her, but Tammy didn't mind. Glancing at the laptop, then back at Patrick, she asked, "So, if you were to be an animal, what kind?"
A shrug, and Patrick replied, "Not sure. There are so many to choose from, I'm indecisive," before, as a way to steer the conversation, put forth, "Why don't you select something," and standing, he stepped over to the desk, pulled up a separate screen, unlocked his profile, and telling Tammy, "I trust you," he returned to his bed.
Hesitant about the amount of power she'd just been given, Tammy wanted to tell him to lock his profile, or make a choice for himself. Looking at the laptop, she worried the tip of one of her fingernails before setting on both her profile and Patrick's a timer. Telling her best friend, "Okay. To start with, I am setting the timer so we are animals for two hours. All right?" to which the boy gave a nod and made a motion for her to continue.
Slow to go through all the options, Tammy first made sure their transformations would take a couple minutes each, with the discomfort set low. Understanding this would increase how sexually aroused they’d be, she almost balked, but in the end left it. Next, she switched it so Patrick would be a vixen, with his transformation first turning him completely into a teenage girl. Adjusting a few things, such as making sure her best friend still saw her as a friend, the transformation wouldn't be permanent, only they'd be aware of the changes, and that he'd keep his human mind even though everything else would be an animal, she turned to her own profile. Setting her species as canine, she selected Dalmatian from the drop-down menu, made sure the first change she'd experience was to become fully female, set the same parameters on her profile she'd set on Patrick's, then, looking at her best friend, she said, "Ready?"
Patrick gave her a nod to confirm, and with a deep breath, Tammy muttered, "Here goes," as she first engaged the timer on Patrick's profile, then executed the changes.
From where he sat on the bed, Patrick was experiencing a moment of doubt. Wanting to know what it was Tammy had done, wanting to trust her completely with the programme, hoping he hadn't made a mistake, he shifted in place, then gasped as his shirt brushed against his chest. All too familiar with what he was experiencing, he tried to gasp out, "No," but instead made an inarticulate sound. Pulling off his shirt, seeing how his chest was pushing outward, feeling more turned on the more it happened, he couldn't help himself as he cupped one of the mounds of flesh, reached down and slipped his hand inside his pants. Feeling his cock and balls shrinking, pulling between his legs, he struggled for a moment to do anything before taking his hand out, pushed down on the waist band of his pants and underwear, and fully nude, he at last rasped out, "A girl! You turned me into a girl," as the horniness he felt grew whilst he tried his best to satisfy his lust without having any penis.
At the computer, Tammy was saving and committing her changes when she heard what Patrick said. Glancing over at him, seeing a teenage girl lying on his bed, rubbing a hand clumsily against one of her breasts, whilst with the other she tried to awkwardly to figure out what to do with the area between her legs. Wanting to go to her, Tammy doubled over as her own transformation began, and feeling her dick and balls reforming as they pressed and pulled between her legs, she slid out of the office chair. Thumping to the floor, she shifted, lay back, and wiggling to get out of her clothes, she arched her back and tried to spread her legs.
On the bed, Patrick had at last figured out a way to satisfy his female parts. Alternating between using one finger to tease his clit, two fingers to diddle his vulva, as well as shift back and forth so the soft comforter on his bed rubbed against the genitalia now between his legs, he soon rolled over. Pushing himself up so he was on his hands and knees, he arched his back and splayed his legs. Ears taking on a point as his hair turned a russet shading and his tailbone started to lengthen, Patrick yipped out his need. Wanting to bark, to sound out a desire for a mate, he was alarmed by this, and missed it as his arms and legs reformed to leave him standing on four legs. Yipping out a second time, he dropped to his side and taking a stance somewhere between sitting and lying, he reached down with a transforming hand and tried to masturbate.
On the floor, Tammy was thrilled by the sensation of having her privates now between her legs. Closing her eyes, she used a hand to try and jill herself off. Her face pushing out into a dog's muzzle as her hair fell out, replaced by short fur, she was even more turned on when Patrick started to sound off his needs. Her body transforming faster than Patrick's, it wasn't long before, with a start, she opened her eyes and found herself standing on all fours. Looking at the paws which had replaced her hands and feet, she whimpered and whined at her desire and her inability to sate herself.
From somewhere behind her, she heard a noise, and glancing in the direction, she was startled to see a red fox. Knowing it was Patrick, she watched as the vixen turned, lifted her tail, and present herself. As he did this, Patrick yipped out, "Please, help me."
Her own need almost too much, close to keeping her from going to Patrick, Tammy trotted toward her friend in a way which clearly told she still wasn't used to walking on all fours. Sniffing at Patrick's female sex, unsure what to do, Tammy used her head and muzzle to gently roll Patrick over on his back. Seeing his exposed female genitalia, the erect nipples spread across his belly, she licked at Patrick's vulva, nuzzled it with her muzzle. Picking up signals from Patrick, Tammy shifted in place, and as she squatted so her own privates were mere inches from Patrick's muzzle, she began to go to work on the vixen’s genitals as her friend worked out a way to do the same for her.
Their actions helping the other some, the soon began to explore other others, including letting Patrick mount her, until, at last satisfied, they curled up together on the bed. Time slipping by, each dreamed of a life they’d never lived as the animal they'd become until, with a start, Patrick awoke.
Confused, his room reeking of animals and sex, thoughts muddled by the dreams he'd been having, he sat up. Blinking, he looked down at himself, saw he was human and male again, then over at Tammy. Seeing she also was human again, he watched the way her breasts moved as she slept, observed how, not for the first time, she looked like a girl except for her tiny cock and balls, what she called her toddler package, and rolled out of bed. Opening a window to air out the room, he trudged over to his desk, pulled the chair closer and sat down. Waking up the laptop, he stared at the Chronivac programme, still running, read through his profile, but didn't do anything else.
His mind going back to what he and Tammy had done, how wonderful it had been, the way for once he hadn't questioned his own sexuality, he began tapping a finger against his cheek as he reached out for the mouse. Dragging the pointer over to the area of his sex and gender, he toggled between the options of male, female, girl, boy, woman, man, all whilst asking himself if he ought to go the rest of the way and make himself fully female. Glancing over at where Tammy, he wondered why she hadn't left herself female, thought she probably hadn't considered it and asking himself if maybe he should turn her completely into a teenage girl, he guessed it’d better to leave it up to her to decide. Peering at the laptop screen, going back to toggling through the sex and gender options, he stopped after some time.
Something in him wanting to know more, to compare being a female fox with being a female human, he was suddenly aware he was ready to take the next step. Leaving his sex and gender female, he rolled his age back to fifteen. Setting the awareness so he and Tammy would know, he set the timer for forty-eight hours. Taking a deep breath, hoping he wasn't making a mistake by doing what he was doing, Patrick changed his name to Rachel, clicked save, hit confirm, gasped, and pushed away from the desk as the transformation took hold.