Jeff was having a dream that he was a car at a car wash with a bunch of hot bikini clad girls washing and waxing him. He suddenly realized that something was buffing his chest, and opened his eyes. He was in bed, naked, but with all the covers pulled back. Standing over him with a can of wax and a chamois cloth was Greg.
"Dude? What are you doing?"
"I want you to look good today, and apparently, I cannot activate your auto transformation unless you're conscious. At least that's what the Chronivac manual says. So as long as you're up, why don't you hightail it outside, and I can finish waxing you," Greg said.
Half awake, Jeff obeys. But as he stumbles out of bed, he looks down, and sees his pubes are gone.
"Hey, what happened to my pubes?"
"I shaved them silly. Cars don't have pubes, and I wanted to wax you evenly. The hairs would have been pulled out by the wax anyway."
"Hey, you did my pit hairs too?" Jeff said rubbing his hands over his bare pits.
Greg gave him a shove to get him moving again. He exited the bedroom. He stopped at the front door, and reached up to the top of his head. He looked relieved his head hair was still there.
"Left the hair on my head?"
"Only cause you woke up. I only waxed you from your feet to your chest, when you awoke," Greg explained, "Now get out so I can finish waxing you!" He ordered testily. Jeff the Jeep was being more trouble than a car should be. Greg waved the car fob at Jeff. It looked like any new car fob with a button for the alarm, a button for the trunk, a button for the locks, but it had one additional button. The icon on the button showed an arrow pointing in opposite directions with a tiny human graphic at one point, and a car at the other point.
"But I'm naked?" Jeff protested.
Greg opened the door and shoved Jeff outside. Only on the doorstep did Jeff remember that he was now bigger and stronger than Greg. He made a fist, and took a step back toward the door. Greg pushed the button. Jeff knew he had to move he could feel himself changing. He jumped off the step and fell backwards on all fours. He popped a boner, which transformed into the Jeep's shifter. His head distorted as his eyes moved to become headlights, while his mouth reshaped into the Jeep's sound system. Greg popped a boner watching Jeff's naked muscled body reshape into his silver metal Jeep on the front lawn of Jeff's house. The wax covered the Jeep from the rear up to three quarters of the hood. Greg finished applying the wax. Jeff sort of dozed off. He awoke only when Greg applied the power buffer to polish him.
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Greg surveyed the work he had done. He grinned.
"Looking good, but," looking up at the sky he added, "It's getting late, and I need to get going. I'll shower and change at the school gym, after I drop you at the auto shop." Greg grabbed some clothes that he shoved into his duffel bag, and pushed Jeff's starter.
Jeff's voice boomed over the radio. "What do you mean drop me at the Auto Shop? I'm perfect."
"Nah, not yet. We got a few more things to do. Remember your new transmission wasn't in."
"Well, I think my transmission is fine."
"Fine, but not perfect."
"Well-"
Jeff was cut off my Greg switching to aux mode, and streaming his mp3's through Jeff's Blue Tooth connection.
In the garage, Greg shut the engine off, and started to unscrew Jeff's shifter.
Jeff panicked. He managed to switch audio modes and blurted out, "Greg, what the fuck are you doing? That's my dick!"
"Not any more."
Greg shut off the radio. Jeff turned it back on. "I wa-". Greg pushed mute.
"Hey, Del, having some issues with the radio, think you could pull it out and have a look at it before you do the shifter?"
"What kind of problems?"
"Changing stations on its own, and it turned itself on, after I shut it off."
"Sounds like computer issues," Del said reaching under the dash with a screwdriver.
Jeff managed to find the mute off control. "Wai-" he managed to blurt out as Del disconnected the radio from the car and lifted it out.
"I see what you mean, Greg."
Jeff was helpless. He couldn't speak. He could just sit there in the garage bay, while Greg walked away with his dick, and Alejandro Del Toro walked off with his voicebox, and more.
In the gym, Greg showered and dressed himself in clean clothes. He still had time before school started, so he took out his smart phone and clicked on his Jeep App.
Jeff blinked as he saw Greg's image in the locker room.
"Hey, Jeff how are you doing?"
"Greg? That you? Where are you?"
"The gym."
"How?"
"The auto App that Del installed links my phone to you, so I can check your status."
"Oh?" Jeff felt a bit uncomfortable that Greg had an app to monitor him. He wondered whether it worked when Jeff wasn't a Jeep?
"Anyway, how's it hanging?"
"I wouldn't know. You took my schlong, and Del ripped out my insides, I guess my transmission. I feel so empty. Oh, did you know Del's gay? He plugged my sound system into his laptop, and its full of gay porn. You'll be happy to know that he "fixed" my audio controls so I cannot turn myself on any more," Jeff said unhappily.
"Gay porn, huh? You're audio system is video capable too, you know?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, find all the gay videos on Del's computer that have muscle hunks serving as slaves to nerds, and download them to your library, and then auto play."
"Wha-?" Jeff gasped. He would have protested, but his search program was activated and he was currently fastforwarding through a couple hundred gay porn videos...damn, they weren't on his computer after all, they were cloud based. How many were there?
"Catch you later, Jeff. Enjoy the porn. I've got to get to class." He shut down the app.