For a while, the Chronivac was just scanning and searching as it calculated what Jeff's dad currently needed the most. While it searched, Jeff double-checked the duration he had set. It was unlimited, but he had decided that if the transformation didn't suit him, he would come back at the end of the day and revert it. Finally, the task completed with a quiet 'ping'. Jeff looked at the screen and his face fell.
"Toilet."
Immediately, he slammed the cancel button over and over, but the machine stubbornly refused to react. Instead, it just started up on a slowly growing progress bar. Jeff's skin began to tingle, and he shivered as he started to feel strangely cold all over. He lifted his hands and gulped as he saw the color beginning to drain from them, his skin becoming paler and paler, as if all his blood were disappearing. Soon, his skin was pure, ivory white all over. He lifted his shirt and looked down at a bright white belly, and touched his face, feeling the skin that was cold and smooth.
With an odd sensation of pins and needles, he felt his hair beginning to fall out. The hairs on his chest dropped off, and the hair on his head began to fall off in clumps, leaving him perfectly smooth all over. He started to back away from the computer, and stumbled as his clothes suddenly shimmered and faded away, leaving him completely naked.
His desk chair started to crunch and reshape, folding in on itself and collapsing into a stiff vertical pipe. Jeff was confused for a moment, before it suddenly dawned on him what that was for. He turned around and tried to run, but his feet wouldn't seem to move, and he started to slide backwards, being drawn to the pipe. He yelled in frustration and terror as his ass was pulled down onto the pipe by some invisible force. He screamed as the thick pipe pushed into his rear, stretching him and pulling him down over it, the metal sending a cold and strange sensation through his bowels as his internal organs reshaped and shifted.
Panting and aching, he grunted as he was pulled back against the desk where the Chronivac was. The desk was melting into the wall as his room shimmered and changed, the carpeted floor becoming tiles and the walls turning white. The invisible force pulled him down onto his hands and knees as his body started to feel stiff and cold. He tried to move and stand up, but his limbs ached and felt heavy and he could barely move at all. As he watched, his arms and legs started to melt into eachother and reshape. Soon he couldn't move at all, and his entire body below the head had smoothed out into the base of a porcelain toilet. Jeff grunted and tried to call out for help, but his mouth was stretching out and growing larger and rounder. His nose and mouth pushed out forwards from the rest of his head as his forehead started to inflate, turning into a large, squarish white shape. His voice gurgled as his throat became a smooth entry to the pipe in the floor, and his mouth filled with water. He felt his nose sliding across his face and turning hard and smooth as it became a flush lever at the side of his cistern. Finally, he gurgled and felt dizzy as his head hollowed out and filled with water.
Jeff gradually started to come to his senses, and experimentally tried to move or shift. His entire body felt cold and hard, however, and he couldn't seem to move at all. He could feel the air on his naked skin, and taste and feel the water in his mouth. He could also smell the aroma of lemon-scented bathroom cleaner. Looking around as best he could, he saw that his bed was gone, replaced with a bathtub. The entire room had changed into a bathroom, and there was a sink across from him with a mirror over it, allowing him to look despairingly at his new self, nothing but a toilet. He could also see that the door to the corridor outside was gone, and there was a new door into his dad's bedroom. His room was now his dad's en-suite! And to top it all off, this is what his dad needed...meaning the old man would soon be coming over to use him.