As the door opened, Jeff discovered that being a human-chronivac hybrid had its drawbacks. Before he could
see his sister, he heard her.
"Hey, Jeff, do you have my blow dryer?"
Instantly, the image of the red plastic blow dryer formed in his mind. He felt his body changing. He could
not speak. He could not move. His body was collapsing on itself. By the time his sister had opened the door,
Jeff was gone. Only a red blow dryer lay on his bed.
"There it is!" she exclaimed as she entered the room and picked up Jeff.
Back in the bathroom, she removed the towel from her wet hair and used the blow dryer to dry and style her
hair.
Thirty minutes later, she went to put it away, and discovered her blow dryer in the back of the drawer.
"Two blow dryers? Jeff must've gotten one like mine," she said and chuckled. She had told Jeff to get his
own blow dryer the last time he used hers and hadn't returned it. She was surprised he had gotten a red one
just like hers. She shrugged and carried Jeff back to his room.
"Hey, bro, sorry I - guess, he's not here. I'll just put this back where I got it and he'll never know."
Jeff lay there on his bed in the form of a blow dryer for what seemed like forever. He kept concentrating on
changing back, but nothing happened. Finally, when he stopped concentrating, he changed.
Jeff lay there naked, shivering and covered in a cold sweat. He got up and looked in the mirror. His skin had
a metallic or plastic sheen - he was definitely a human-machine hybrid.
"I'm a cyborg," he whispered.
He glanced around his room, the gold bricks were gone, and the lamp was a lamp again. He shrugged. His
transformative powers were temporary fortunately. He would have hated to spend the rest of his life as a blow
dryer.
"Hey, Jeff!" came a voice from the hallway accompanied by a knock on his door.
Jeff blinked as the image in the mirror became his old human naked self.
The door swung open and his buddy burst in.
"Whoa! Sorry, Jeff, didn't mean to burst in," Jeremiah said. He closed the door behind him.
"Oh, sorry, I'll put something on," Jeff mumbled.
"No, don't bother. It's a hot day. I wouldn't mind being naked if I had a hunky body, and a huge horny cock,"
he said then, he gasped, "What the fuck? How? Jeff, what did you do?"
Jeff turned and stared. He hadn't even thought it, but the Chronivac part of him had instantly upgraded
Jeremiah's body into that of a hunk. He stared at his now 6'4" muscle bound friend with the 13 inch erection
and grapefruit sized balls.
"Oh, man, I'm so horny, I need a blow job."
Helplessly, Jeff moved like the automaton he was toward his buddy. He felt his tongue growing longer and this
throat enlarging. He swallowed hard.
"One blow job coming up, Jeremiah," he said dropping to his knees, and opening his mouth.