Before Damon, Jack scrabbled out of his clothes as he continued to meow. Sounding less and less like a human imitating a cat and more and more like an actual feline, Damon watched as Jack started to pace back and forth. As this happened, his tail bone began to extended outward as additional nipples appeared, giving him eight total, and Damon couldn't help himself as he suddenly burst out laughing. Missing as Jack's male junk reformed into the exterior female genitals of a cat, Damon flopped back into a nearby chair.
Jack's change finishing, the last thing to transform was his teeth. Spitting human teeth, his animal mind unable to understand what was happening, only it needed a mate to satisfy a biological urge, he, now she, switched her tail back and forth. Keeping the appendage up in effort to present herself as best as possible, Jack continued to pace back and forth, uttering her need every so often.
Fits of laughter subsiding after some time, Damon breathed heavily as he waited to be sure he wouldn't burst out again. When he was certain he wouldn’t, ignoring Jack’s plaintive cries, he turned his attention to the remote. No longer believing it was something for a smart television, he was tempted to point it at himself and see what he could change in his profile. Instead, he scrolled back through Jack's profile, wondering what else he ought to alter.
He didn't want to make Jack fully a cat, finding it funnier to leave the other the way he was - the brain of a female Siamese cat in a human body which had extra nipples, female parts and a cat's tail. Thinking back to how Jack had called Damon a whinny pussy sometime after they'd met and Damon had expressed concerns about something Jack had wanted him to get, Damon thought it amusing how it seemed Jack's own words had turned against him and a whinny pussy was now exactly what Jack pretty much was. Coming close to burst out in laughter again, he heaved a sigh in attempt to keep himself from doing so as he scrolled through the profile on the emitter.
Some options still inaccessible, he wondered if maybe he'd have use the disk to go any further. Glancing over at the work table and laptops Jack had been working with, Damon walked over. Kicking aside Jack's clothes, he peered at the stolen one, and noted what Jack had done to it. Losing interest, figuring he could find a way to hawk it, he turned his attention to the other computer. Seeing it had the Chronivac programme now installed, he sat down in the chair and after giving it some thought, plugged the remote into the laptop with the provided USB cord.
A message, "Syncing," flashed across the screen, and Damon soon was looking at Jack's altered profile. Seeing he now had a full range of options to play with, he glanced over at the other, who was now sitting on their clothes, had their leg up, and was licking their crotch. Turning away, trying to keep his mind off his own fetishes about female cats, Damon clicked and scrolled his way through the information. Deciding after a bit on what to do, he altered Jack so she had the ability to either go about on all fours or on two legs, preferred walking on two legs, removed the finger and toe nails, switched them to claws, and dropped Jack's height to around two-foot elven inches. Removing all traces of body hair, he shortened what was on top of Jack's head, made it seal-point fur, then brough the ears to a point, like a cat's ears, but left them as human ears. Sending the new information to the remote, he ejected the device.
"Hear kitty, kitty, kitty," Damon purred out, and Jack, heading popping up from her self-administrations, peered at the other and meowed.
With a grin, Damon aimed the remote at Jack, and clicking on a few things, watched as it again flashed a load bar and hummed. In front of him, Jack stood and about to announce her need, she stopped and cocked her head. Opening her mouth, displaying the set of fangs she now had, it was almost as if she was trying to hiss as she began to shrink. As this happened, the other changes Damon had implemented took hold and as Jack's body hair disappeared, what he had on his head shortened to become fur as his ears took on a point. The transformation taking but a few seconds, Jack shook her head and sneezed when they'd finished. Meowing out her needs again, she took a couple steps, then dropped to four legs. Finding this allowed her to better present herself, Jack uttered a few more sounds before wandering over to the pile of clothes. Sniffing at it, she soon lay down and curling up, she peered at the other in the room with slitted eyes.
From where he sat, Damon peered at Jack and after a bit, turned back to the laptop. Plugging the remote in, the first thing he did was to delete Jack's profile. The computer flashing him a message about the changes being permanent and asking him if he'd like to first revert the subject, he selected "No," liking Jack the way she now was. Finishing with this, he leaned back in the chair and thought about his options.