"Oh, Jeff, have you seen my other sock?" Jeff's dad was holding a white sock in one hand, with black sections at the toes and heel. Jeff looked down, and saw his dad's bare feet, the hairy toes wriggling.
"I swear I don't know where they go. I always have one odd sock. Hey, what's that you're messing with?"
The huge hairy man moved over, wrapping one strong arm around Jeff's shoulders. Jeff could smell the masculine scent of his father's musk as his warmth pressed against him, the hairy-bearded face examining the screen curiously.
"Oh, is this some sort of clothes catalog? Mind if I use it?"
Jeff tried to protest, but he was pushed along as his dad sat down in the chair. Jeff had left the screen on the 'Inanimate - Clothing' option, and his dad was rapidly clicking through it.
Before Jeff knew what was happening, his dad had selected 'single left sock'. The last target that the chronivac was set up for was Jeff himself.
He immediately felt a tingling rush across his body. He moaned and whimpered as his clothes shivered on his body, rippling for an instant before dissolving into nothing. Blushing, he covered his groin, trying to hide his nakedness from his dad as he turned around.
"Bloody hell Jeff, where did your clothes go?"
Jeff tried to reply, but he couldn't open his mouth. He reached up and touched his face, and found only smooth flesh where his mouth should be. The tingling rushing through his body was intense, and despite his resistance, he felt himself growing erect. He felt lighter and weaker, and his arms grew harder to move, sliding off his crotch and revealing his erection. He looked down helplessly as it throbbed, and began to shrink. It grew smaller and smaller, and his balls tightened and pulled upwards, until with a wriggle of pleasure, Jeff was left with nothing but smooth flesh between his legs.
He looked pleadingly over to his father, who was watching silently, his mouth open with shock. Jeff's arms slowly flopped to his sides, and grew thinner and smaller, pulling into his skin and melting away into nothing. His feet pulled together, each forming a semicircle before the heels and toes melted into eachother, his legs sealing into a fleshy tube. He wriggled and writhed as the hole grew longer, pushing up through his insides and making him hollow.
Jeff flopped pathetically backwards onto his bed as his groin and head felt odd. They began to grow darker, color deepening to a matte black, forming a circle of black skin on his featureless crotch, and turning his head the same shade, while the rest of his skin grew lighter and paler, becoming a bright white.
His head pulled down against his shoulders, neck melting away as all the hair on his head fell out, and his nose and ears pushed in and flattened. The hole on his former feet grew wider and wider, revealing the hollow insides of Jeff's body as his skin felt colder and rougher, smooth flesh growing textured as it became cotton.
Finally, Jeff's eyes closed, smoothing over into his cotton face. He could still somehow see, but his vision was wide and angled, and he could feel the bed beneath him, and smell as if his senses were unaltered. He felt himself moving along the bed as he shrank, growing smaller and smaller, until finally he was an ordinary left sock lying in front of his bewildered father.