Jeff was 16 and slow to develop. He was usually picked last and upon entering high school, mocked regularly. Over the weekend Jeff had been pouring over the manuals and he really wanted to make himself better. But as he realized what the machine could actually accomplish his goals grew.
It would be too easy to defeat Ryan, the disgustingly handsome jock who had picked on Jeff since middle school. They were the same age but didn't look it. Ryan had a certain look and somehow maintained looking cute and boyish while at the same time being masculine and handsome. The ladies couldn't resist him, the straight men wanted to be him, and the gay men wanted to turn him.
Jeff was intrigued with how he did it and also outraged that he was stuck being underdeveloped. Jeff had determined that it probably had something to do with Ryan's early facial hair growth, Ryan's face hadn't fully matured but he could grow a full beard. It took every ounce of self control Jeff had to not become 20 this weekend and destroy Ryan's pretty little face. Years of Ryan's mental abuse had eroded Jeff's self esteem and as Ryan's popularity grew, Jeff fell lower and lower on the schools social totem pole.
Anyway, Ryan, in all of his mid puberty glory was Jeff's target. As mentioned, Jeff had considered administering humiliation, mental changes, making Ryan the stressed out father of three, uglifying him, sex-slaving him, progressing him into a crappy life he'd love, female sex slaving him, regressing him, and a host of other things...
None of that, however, was personal enough for Jeff. As Jeff saw it, Ryan had single-handedly unified the school against him. In English class during the self directed reading, Jeff pulled out the emitter and scanned Ryan's profile. During lunch he used the Chronivac to make himself full from a good meal again and worked over Ryan's profile.
There were many complex and complicated options but Jeff knew right where to go and exactly what to type. Having completed the modifications to Ryan's profile, he waited for the right time.
Sadly, the right time was at the end of the school day when Ryan was picking up the weight room after gym class. He often stayed after school to help the coach, work out, or practice for the next big game.
Jeff waits patiently but eagerly. The final bell rang releasing the students. The empty halls were suddenly full and in 10 minutes, desolate again. Jeff had moved to the library, making a small modification so that Jeff's car would be his ride home today as he will need to miss the bus for this to happen.
Waiting a few more minutes, the minimal stragglers became even fewer and Jeff knew his time had finally come. He loaded the extensive changes he had pre-set into the emitter, which locked the emitters normal but limited functions temporarily. Usually the emitter can only do basic functions where the computer can do complex ones. Jeff found a way around this in the manual, which was tailored to just an occasion such as this. He needed a quick, trigger-pull activation. A clunky, "Please wait while I let my laptop get out of sleep mode and put in my password," simply will not do.
With that he packed up his stuff and went to the weight room where he saw Ryan. Quietly he pointed the emitter at Ryan and selected the Go button. The emitter chirped, initiating the changes. Jeff put the emitter in his bag for safety and walked into the room; He set his bag on the floor and addressed Ryan.
Ryan stopped working out, laughed and asked, "Josh? What are YOU doing here? Oh, don't get me wrong, you of all people really NEED to be here, but really, did I miss the memo on Hell freezing over or something?"
"My name is JEFF, not JOSH!" This creep who was ruining my high school experience didn't even know my name?!?!?!
"Whatever man, err, boy. You aren't part of my life, you don't matter."
"Well Ryan, since you asked so nicely, I have come here to ...