My buddy Josh had told me about this "magic" computer program he had found that could transform anything about a person. I figured he was pulling some sort of prank, but he swore it was for real.
After getting home from school, I pulled up an email from Josh. The attachment, labeled "MPC_beta.exe", opened a sketchy-looking a UI straight out of the late '90s. If I'd just downloaded a virus onto my mom's computer, I was going to kill him.
The window was blank except for a menu and a button labeled "Select nearest target". I clicked and waited a few seconds. As I watched, a 3D model of my body appeared on the screen. It even had my name! I paused, realizing that Josh had obviously pre-loaded my information as part of the joke. I almost closed the program right then, but hesitated out of curiosity.
I figured I'd play along, and Josh would get a laugh at making me feel foolish when nothing happened. I opened the menu and found a slider for muscle mass. As I moved it to the right, my avatar grew more imposing, until it looked like me as a professional wrestler. So, Josh's prank was that he learned to code weird software? Ha. Ha. I figured I'd click "Apply changes", then be done with it.
For a moment, nothing happened. I realized I was holding my breath and mentally chastised myself for buying into Josh's nonsense. Without warning, I felt a bizarre sensation, like I was a balloon being pumped full of air. The computer dinged and gave a "Success!" popup. My shirt was strangling me, and I literally fell out of my chair trying to pull it off. Free of the constricting fabric, I realized my arms were huge! My chest, abs, everything! Carefully, I picked the chair up and laughed at how light it seemed. This was unbelievable!
I spent the next 20 minutes gleefully changing my body into a chiseled work of art. Looking for every secret the program had to offer, I stumbled across an advanced options menu. "Copy from target," I read quietly. Upon clicking, a search box opened with the instructions, "Enter name." Maybe it could turn me into a copy of another person? Only one way to find out. But who to choose? A famous actor? A sports star?
I'm not sure what made me do it. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a picture of our family on the computer desk. "Laura Devries," I typed. My mom's name. Yeah, it was weird, but I was high on my transformation rush and honestly, a little turned on by the idea. It was perfect timing, too: she was out of town the next few days for work. An avatar of my mom's body appeared on the screen next to my own. "Confirm copy?" Eff it, why not?
The changes came just as quickly as before, although more dramatically. My rippling arms turned soft and slightly saggy. Not thinking to have put a shirt back on, I watched my enormous pecs droop into a pair of middle-aged boobs and my rock-hard abs melt into soft, squishy flab. The rest of the changes were hidden, but I felt my dick disappear inside me, which was... weird. Suddenly, everything went blurry. I panicked for a moment, wondering if I'd screwed up and was going to die, before I realized, "Idiot, she wears glasses. Woah, I even sound like Mom!"
I spotted the outline of a spare set of glasses and saw myself clearly for the first time. Mom, and by extension I, wouldn't convince anyone she was still in her 20s, but we looked pretty good for over 40. I reached up and tentatively squeezed my boobs. I'd copped a feel once with a girl at summer camp, but it was much different when it was my own chest. Maybe I was too accustomed to my teenage male body being horny all the time, but it was honestly a little underwhelming.
I was in too deep to turn back now. If I was going to get turned on, I needed to get in the right mindset. Taking a deep breath, I pulled open my favorite porn site and loaded a video. I tried focusing on the girl, but she wasn't doing anything for me. The guy she was with though? Wow, he was ripped. His dick was huge, too. The way he just grabbed her and tossed her on the bed... Oh, there we go... a strange warmth started to build in my crotch. I'm not gay, but you better believe I was imagining that guy nibbling on my earlobe, kissing me down my neck, gently pinching my nipples... I barely realized I had slid two fingers knuckle deep in my pussy.
The sound of the front door opening broke me out of my trance. I glanced at the clock. "Shit shit shit...." I had lost track of time, and now my dad was home. I had to change back before he caught me as a copy of my mom! I thought the quickest way back would be to copy from my old body. I typed in "Ryan Devries," but instead of my male body, the screen showed two copies of my current one! Panicking, I went to check my phone and discovered I had missed two calls and a bunch of texts from Josh.
Tried it out yet?
Forgot to tell you, MAKE SURE YOU SAVE A BACKUP OF YOUR ORIGINAL BODY!!
Found out the hard way there's a recovery option, but it takes a few hours.
Seriously, did you do it or did you pussy out?
Thank god, I wouldn't be stuck like this forever. Ironically, I did pussy out, in a way. But really, a couple of hours? I'd have to keep Dad distracted enough to keep him from suspecting anything was wrong. Hmm, what could a man and woman, who appear to be husband and wife, do to pass some time?
"Hey, honey! My trip got postponed until tomorrow morning and Ryan is sleeping over at Josh's house tonight. Let me show you this video I just found..."
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