"Yeah," Jeff said, anxious about what he was going to see. "Come in."
The door opened, and Derek walked in. Jeff gasped and realized he was still naked, as his cock rose to attention. Derek was very
muscular for a 17-year-old. He work a Tony Hawk shirt that looked like it was one size too small, accentuating his large pecs. His biceps
bulged and flexed involuntarily as his arms were bent. His green eyes were electrifying to behold.
"Wow," Jeff half-mumbled, half-moaned. Derek closed the door and gave Jeff a weird expression.
"What?" he asked, smiling a little when he looked at Jeff's cock. "Excited to see me, are you?" He dropped his skateboard and sauntered
over to Jeff's bed. He leaned down to kiss his boyfriend.
"Wow," Jeff repeated.
"You said that already," Derek observed. "Do I look that much different from when we went to dinner last night?" He looked himself over.
"Nothing much has changed."
Jeff looked Derek over once more. He felt more than just lust towards this guy; he loved Derek. He realized that Derek could help him
have fun with the Chronivac. After all, two heads are better than one, right?
"Actually," Jeff said, rubbing Derek's chest. "A lot has changed. Especially you."
"What do you mean?" Derek asked in a concerned voice, sitting down on the bed with his hand on Jeff's thigh. Jeff then proceeded to
explain the Chronivac, the changes he made to himself, and the changes he made to Derek.
"But what you're saying doesn't make any sense," Derek said. "I don't have any memory of us being any different than we are now."
"That's because I programmed the Chronivac to make you, and the rest of reality, think that these changes I made had always been like
that," Jeff explained. "Here, I'll prove it to you." He moved over to his computer, Derek watching intently over his shoulder. He pulled up
Derek's profile and selected "Species". He changed it from "Human" to "Canine: Golden Retriever".
"What are you-?" Derek began, but Jeff held up his hand, silencing any questions. A slider with percentages and a diagram with a
silhouette of a man appeared directly underneath. Jeff set the slider to 100% canine and selected the head on the silhouette. Making sure
only subject and user awareness were on and reality awareness was off, he set the change to last five minutes. He clicked "Save" and
turned back to Derek.
"Listen," he started to say. "This is a neat photomanipulation program you've got, but there's no way that will be..." He trailed off. He began
rubbing his jaw and scratching his head. Jeff pulled Derek to the full-length mirror in his room.
Derek watched in awe as his hair turned a light brown color and began growing at a fast rate. He felt his teeth sharpen and his tongue
lengthen. His ears grew and became floppy, growing a thick coat of light brown fur. His nose became black and wet as it pushed out to
form a muzzle. Soon, Derek's whole head was that of a golden retriever while the rest of his body remained human.
"That's not possible!" he growled, surprised he could still talk.
"It is," Jeff countered. "Go say 'Hi' to my sister in the next room and see what happens." Derek walked out of the room and saw Jeff's
sister.
"Hi there," he said nervously.
"Hi Derek," she replied, smiling at him.
"Do you notice anything different about me?" he asked, surprised that she hadn't said anything about his doggy head. She walked past
him and scratched behind his ears, making him involuntarily tap his foot.
"You're fur is shorter, isn't it?" she asked. "It looks like you just got it cut." Derek said nothing. "Well, I'll see you later." She closed the door
to her room. He stood there for another minute in shock. He walked back to Jeff's room.
"Okay," he said, licking Jeff's cheek. "I believe you now. Just don't change me back to what I was before I became your boyfriend." His
head changed back into that of a human.
"Alrighty then," Jeff agreed. "So, have any ideas of what we can do with this?"