Colin glanced through the options, and quickly he found a line that indicated transforming multiple subjects. "This looks cool," he said to his friends, pointing it out to them. "This way we can change something about all of us at once."
"But what do we change," Rob asked, almost nonchalantly. Colin again looked through the options, and a smirk came to his face.
"You know how we've all had trouble with chicks?" The other two nodded, even Rob having had his fair share of problems in that department. "Well maybe we're going about it the wrong way, maybe we need to think like a chick in order to get one."
"Whoa man," Bryan quickly said, backing away from the computer. "I know where you're going with this, and I don't want no fucking pussy!"
"I don't know," Rob replied, "It might be kind of interesting to see things from the other side. Hell, maybe we can make ourselves older to."
It took some cojoling, but eventually the two managed to convince Bryan to go through with the transformation. Assurances that they would be able to transform back quickly certainly aided in this affair. Colin entered the information into the Chronivac, making sure to set their respective ages at 20 for each of them and the gender as female. All other elements were left to random. Once he was ready, Colin pressed a large green "Go" button on the screen, prompting a dialogue box that read "Change Reality to Match?" Not really understanding the question, he clicked yes and a large processing box appeared on screen.
"Well now we wait," Colin said, turning in his chair and standing up next to his friends. They waited several seconds, with nothing seemingly happening. They were about to check the program to make sure nothing had happened when they each felt a tingling sensation across their skin. Within minutes, their clothes dissolved into nothingness.
"SHIT!" Rob yelled out, desperately trying to cover himself. "I didn't expect this!"
"Colin, your hair!" Bryan shouted, pointing at his friends head. Colin moved his hand and grasped at strands of his hair, which is quickly lightening in color to a sunshine blonde, and growing longer by the second.
"It's happening to both of you too!" Bryan's brown hairs were getting darker, and far more curly and compact, while Rob's hair was also lightening, but becoming a reddish brown tint in the process. Suddenly jolts of pain went through their bodies, and each of them screamed as their bones stretched and lengthened, while their hips widened into a feminine proportion.
Colin opened his eyes long enough to catch a glimpse of Bryan, who's skin was quickly turning a dark brown color. Another jolt of pain forced his eyes shut again, and he could feel his skin stretching and contorting as the transformation continued unabated. His voice, already high pitched, became even higher pitched, becoming the high soprano of a young woman in mere moments.
Finally, the pain began to subside, and all three of them sat there, struggling to come to grips with what had happened. Colin was the first to open his eyes, and he was amazed by what he saw.
Bryan had transformed into a beautiful black woman. Her skin was a rich choloate brown, and her hair was curly, but hung down past her shoulders. Bryan opened her eyes and screamed when she saw what had happened to her. Rushing her now 5'7" frame over to a mirror, her hands traced the contours of her new face, from her small but flat nose to her almond shaped eyes. Her hands also cupped her rather generous C-cup breasts, and she unknowingly gave her friends a good view of her rather large posterior.
Rob had underwent a far different transformation. He was shorter than both of them now at 5'2", the complete opposite of before. His skin was a deep tan color, and his look was that of a Latina beauty with reddish brown, almost copper color hair. Her B-Cup breasts were small by comparison, but they seemed to fit her body type just fine. She struggled to her feet and walked over to the mirror, tracing her hands over her own body. Colin then looked in the mirror, and was stunned by what she saw.
She was a woman of near flawless perfection, at least in her mind. Her long blonde hair ran down almost to her ass, and she stood close to 6'3", towering over the other two girls in the room. Her face was a picture of beauty, but had a hint of malevolence behind it's appearence, giving the idea of a slut's personality. Her body certainly matched that, with breasts that were easily E-cup, if not bigger. Colin groped her breasts, shuddering as she felt the sensations that went through her larger, more sensitive nipples.
"I can't believe it," Bryan said, her voice now a match for the ethnicity she possessed. "What do we do now?"