Eventually, the duration of Jeff's transformation ended. The chronivac began searching for him, but by now there was almost nothing left, only a few proteins and minerals in the dog's stomach. The program was unsure how to proceed, as with such a corrupted baseline additional changes beyond very basic ones would be almost impossible.
Fortunately, the program kept a target's consciousness in storage. It was this feature which enabled a person to experience being an object at all. If it could form a biological creature, it would be able to transfer the consciousness into it.
The program scanned the remains of Jeff's body, and then scanned what they were absorbed into; Bancho the alsation. It recorded Bancho's DNA sequence, and began modifying what was left of Jeff. Something simple would have to do, working from Bancho's DNA. The simplest organism it could create.
Bancho whined as he felt an oddness in his groin. The dog's furry balls tingled and pulsed, the contents being overwritten. They swelled slightly as the chronivac transformed every sperm within Bancho's balls, ensuring that the original target would eventually be recovered.
Jeff felt himself waking up slowly, his mind foggy and confused. He remembered being food, melting into stomach fluids. He was unsure what was happening, but all around him he could see a milky whiteness. He could smell something familiar, and taste saltiness. He looked down at himself, and tried to move his arms, but there was no response. He could move his legs, though, in a weird wriggling motion. Beneath him he could see a bulbous white ball, and a long wriggling white tail.
It was then that Jeff recognized the smell. It was cum. Jeff has become a dog sperm inside Bancho's balls, and though the chronivac had ensured he would be the one to fertilize an egg, he had no idea how long he would be here. He could only hope that Bancho didn't get a chance to unload before he found a mate.