After Jay left the room, Jeff immediately returned to his desk to stare at the screen of his Chronivac. The model simply showed him without an udder, yet the udder was clearly there, too large to hide with a shirt and warming his legs. He prodded it again, hoping this time it would pop like a balloon, but no luck.
He tried scanning himself again. No change. He tried deleting his profile and manually entering himself. No change. He slammed a fist into his desk. Someone had done this to him, and there was nothing he could do!
He gave an exasperated sigh. No, he couldn't get mad. Freaking out is probably what they wanted. He'll figure out who did it, and make sure they'd never use their Chronivac again. He could find a solution to this problem, he just needed to be more clever about how to get it done.
"Okay, it's not on my Chronivac, which means it has to be temporary." But for how long? An hour? A month? 500 years? He squished his hand into the mass, trying to push it back into himself. The pressure mounted and he tried to fight through the pain, but he was forced to stop when it started leaking milk. It's making milk?!
That is NOT okay. He needed this fixed, now! But his Chronivac didn't show anything to remove...
"...Yet." If it didn't have an udder to remove, what's stopping him from adding it to himself on his own side? That way, he'd have an udder to cancel. Worst case, nothing happens. Best case, he overwrites his tormentor's changes and frees himself right now. With his avatar selected, he moved through the options until he reached Bovine, then Udder.
Jeff paused before continuing. What if he had to perfectly match it? Or maybe he'd need to make all his defaults different? He could try to make all the numbers smaller, but maybe it would choose the larger one meaning he'd need to make all the numbers bigger. He paused, prodding the pink mass hooked to his gut once more.
He didn't want to think about this any more. Just change it so he knows it's different, then cancel the change. He opened the tab, and started flinging attribute sliders around. Most of them didn't do anything to the avatar, so he didn't pay them much attention. However, he started to pay more attention once his avatar rapidly shrank and disappeared behind the udder. Looking at the tab, he realized this was a scale tab, and it went to gargantuan sizes. It hadn't shrunk him, it had made the udder so large that it dwarfed his real body in size.
He quickly moved it back down, all the way to the opposite end until it was just a small pad with four nubs on his avatar. Why couldn't his "admirer" have made it like this? Because they wanted to see him suffer, obviously. Moving the slider back up, he eyeballs the current size and tries to make this new udder slightly larger.
With the udder fully customized, Jeff was given some meta settings. Awareness to himself only, duration to 1 minute. That way, he wouldn't even need to press the button to cancel.
The Chronivac performed a ding, and his udder began to tingle once more. The pink paled as brown splotches began to cover the mass, then it began to inflate. Good, everything is going as expected so far.
His eyes were pulled away from his udder when the Chronivac made a horrible sound, and a red box appeared on the screen. "Error: parallel active instances detected in target. Affected additions locked until mismatch resolved."
Jeff stared blankly at the screen, pressing "Ok" and navigating to his avatar. It seems like all of his changes went through, except for duration. Instead, it said [LOCKED]. He attempted to cancel, but that was also greyed out. Damn it! He was stuck with this thing until he could find whoever made the initial change and cancel that one!
He began to feel squeamish as his udder pulsated and throbbed. Wait, what were the settings for this udder?
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Jay looked at his screen, confused. Jeff's tab was open and he was sure he'd done something, but he just couldn't seem to notice it. Jeff had been freaking out about his udder and he felt satisfied, but looking over the udder now, it was the one Jeff had all his life. Weirder yet, the Chronivac refused to let him modify Jeff's udder, and it even said it was locked.
Fortunately, the rest of Jeff was modifiable and Jay wanted to see what this thing could do. Why not have some fun?