What the Hell? Jeff hit the Enter key, not really expecting anything to happen. The computer whirred, and a message appeared: SUBJECT DEFAULT PARAMETERS ADJUSTING.
The chair slipped down a little just then - the gas cylinder must be leaking. When he looked back at the screen, the message had changed: SUBJECT PARAMETERS RESET. PROGRAM COMPLETE.
Jeff stared at the screen in disgust. That was it? Nothing had happened at all. Just then, the door opened, and Reed Parker, a Senior brain, stuck his head in.
"Say, Professor! I'm going crazy trying to finish that set of questions from theory. Can you help me with Question 42? Something happened in 1965..."
Jeff grinned. "Oh, yeah. Einstein's Theory of Relativity. They discovered 3-kelvin microwave background radiation in 1965, which helped explain abnormalities in special readings."
"That's it!" Reed shook his head. "Damn. Outsmarted by a 14 year old. You tell anyone about this, and I'll tell the Dean about your weekend escapades in the Girl's Dorm. And get Bruno off of Erick! You gotta get them fixed or soemthing!" he shook his head and left, pulling the door shut.
Jeff stared for a moment, feeling very confused. How the Hell had he known anything about Einstein? But he did know - lots of things! He suddenly realized that he was looking at the computer screen through a reddish haze.
Jumping up, he ran to the mirror. The reflection showed a homley boy just barely in his teens, with shaggy red hair and dull blue eyes, buck teeth, a pug nose, and big ears. His skin was covered in freckles, and he was wearing a Scooby Doo T-shirt and... he looked down and gasped. Scooby Doo underoos! But what made him gasp was not the kid's underwear, but the huge bulge that was spilling out in every direction.
He pulled the cartoon-covered shorts down and stared. He was literally hung like a horse - the thick, black dick was almost completely encased in a thick sheath attached to his belly, and the balls underneath were heavy dark tangerines.
A grin spread over his boyish face. He was now a 14 year-old College senior, with full scholarships and dozens of job offers already waiting. And he might be a Geek, but he could satisfy any female up to and including draft horse mares. But what about his roommates?
Jeff looked back at the two dogs. They were over in corner, looking up at him happily. There was only one bed in the room now, and the walls were covered in a bizarre mix of Scooby Doo, science, and supermodel posters. His room. The computer program had adjusted the whole world to fit his new settings, including making Erick one of two normal dogs.!