I started the Chronivac with great anticipation. The program had arrived a few hours earlier, and I had picked it up and installed it as soon as I had come home from todays lectures. If it delivered what it promised, I would finally get a way of realising my deepest sexual desires, those that I would have never dared live out in real life.
I don't know when I started getting excited about the idea of being humiliated and dominated, of becoming another mans feminized or female slave. Not that I was gay, the idea of gay sex didn't excite me at all, but there was just this extra edge to the idea of a man making me his.
The house I lived in was shared between me and three other guys. I had moved in here some weeks ago, after the three of them had advertised for a spare room. I hadn't known any of them before I moved in, but they turned out to be okay guys.
The program scanned for a moment, and four windows popped up. Me and all of the other housemates. I opened Matt's first. Matt lived right across the hall from me, a quite good-looking guy who I suspected was a bit into BDSM already, and I had decided he should become my Master.
The profile I found matched better than I could ever have hoped for. He was dominant, and a fan of feminization as well. I almost think I could have offered myself to him without the program, and my fantasies would have been fulfilled, but I could never have found the guts. So I implanted him with a compulsion to make me his perfect slave once I told him about the program I had, and left it at that. I further made sure the other two would fully accept the change that was about to happen, and called for Matt to come in here a bit.
He was quickly convinced of the Chronivacs power, and I noticed a bulge forming in his pants. Guess the implanted idea had gotten to him. After playing around, showing him how it worked, for a couple of minutes, I told him I had to go to the toilet.
It took a couple of minutes, but then I felt a strange, prickly sensation, as if every cell in my body had started to vibrate. I knew he had done his changes and saved them, trapping me into whatever form he had picked for me.