Bad Flatmate

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You grumble with annoyance as you pick up another pair of dirty socks from the floor, and toss them into the washing basket. As you open your fridge, you see that Chris has once again drank all your milk and left nothing for your breakfast. You really do not get along with Chris. Chris is your flatmate, and he is a cocky, inconsiderate jerk. You walk out through the living room, and see him lazing on the couch, as usual. He's lying spread across it, his feet up on the armrest, while he plays a console game. He's shirtless and barefoot right now, wearing a backwards baseball cap as he talks to his stream viewers through a mic on his collar. Chris considers himself a gamer celebrity. He's got a six pack, a tribal tattoo, and a bad attitude. He leaves his dirty clothes around the house, doesn't bathe enough so he stinks up the place, uses your stuff and eats your food, and barely pays rent on time. You are currently planning a rather mean revenge prank on him. You sneak into your room, and open up the package you ordered online from Blue Inc. As you fish it out from the bubble wrap, you see a small grey tablet computer. You click it to turn it on, and it whirrs to life. The screen reads "Transformation Field 2000. Please enter parameters." [[Set up your plan]]

This little app will finally let you get one over on Chris. It's still in beta, and legally is in an iffy area, but it can transform humans into animals, objects, anything really. You have so many ideas about what uses Chris would be better as. You click forward. "Register current user?" You click yes. "Set parameter target. Nearby eligible targets: User, Chris" This must be the person you want to change. You click Chris. "Default quick setup includes voice-activated change. Quick setup?" This is what you wanted. You were reading about this on the online brochure. For 24 hours upon activation, anything said that was a valid transformation within earshot of the target would cause an automatic change. You can simply say "dog" to Chris and he'd be barking at your feet! You click yes. There is a pause while the application loads. "Setup complete. $hours hour clock now counting down. Any target word spoken by Chris will transform registered user User. Please enjoy." ... [[Oh shit]]

You look for a power button, but it does nothing. The screen registers none of your commands. Just a happy, innocent "enjoy" message. This is a disaster. You are at Chris's complete mercy. You can't let him know what you've done, he'll surely use it against you. But you can't just leave, either - you're under quarantine. You have to try to survive without hearing Chris say any transformation words for $hours hours. [[Your Room]]

<<set $start to true>> <<set $location to "yourroom">> Your room isn't spotlessly neat and tidy, but it's not nearly as bad as Chris's. Your bed is made, you have a TV sitting on a small bookcase next to it, and a wardrobe across to the side. A small desk and computer are squeezed awkwardly in the remaining space. <<if $chrislocation == "yourroom">> Chris is standing in your room, poking around and looking under the bed. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Your Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Your Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Your Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris grins at you. "Man, you're such a neat freak." [[Wait|Your Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris pokes around under your bed and grunts. "Damn, where is it?" [[Wait|Your Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris turns to you and sighs. "Dude, have you seen my favourite sock?" <<goto "Favourite sock">> [[Favourite sock]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> <<if $roombar>> <<linkappend "You have a chocolate bar hidden here, that you were keeping away from Chris. ">> You grab the chocolate bar. <<set $snackbars to $snackbars+1>> <<set $roombar to false>> <</linkappend>> <</if>> <<if $roomdrink>> <<linkappend "You have a can of soda here, that you were hiding from Chris. ">> You grab the soda. <<set $drinks to $drinks+1>> <<set $roomdrink to false>> <</linkappend>> <</if>> [[Wait|Your Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>>

<> <<set $minutes to $minutes-10>> <<if $minutes < 0>> <<set $minutes to 50>> <<set $hours to $hours-1>> <</if>> <<set $chrishunger to $chrishunger+5>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+5>> <<set $chrissleepy to $chrissleepy+5>> <<if $location == "kitchen">> <<set $chrishunger to $chrishunger+5>> <</if>> <<if $location == "bathroom">> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+5>> <</if>> <<if $location == "chrisroom">> <<set $chrissleepy to $chrissleepy+10>> <</if>> <<if $location == "yourroom">> <<set $chrisbored to $chrisbored+10>> <</if>> <<if $location == "living">> <<set $chrisbored to $chrisbored-5>> <<set $chrissleepy to $chrissleepy-5>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss-5>> <<set $chrishunger to $chrishunger-5>> <</if>> <<if $location != $chrislocation>> <<set $chrisbored to $chrisbored+1>> <<else>> <<set $chrisbored to $chrisbored-3>> <</if>> <<if $chrislocation == "kitchen">> <<set $chrishunger to $chrishunger-30>> <<if $chrishunger < 0>> <<set $chrislocation to "living">> <<if $location == "kitchen">> Chris closes the fridge and goes back into the living room. <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrislocation == "bathroom">> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss-30>> <<if $chrispiss < 0>> <<set $chrislocation to "hall">> <<if $location == "bathroom">> Chris shakes his dick, splattering pee everywhere, and leaves. <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrislocation == "chrisroom">> <<set $chrissleepy to $chrissleepy-30>> <<if $chrissleepy < 0>> <<set $chrislocation to "hall">> <<if $location == "chrisroom">> Chris gets up and pushes past you as he goes out into the hall. <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrislocation == "yourroom">> <<set $chrisbored to $chrisbored-30>> <<if $chrisbored < 0>> <<set $chrislocation to "hall">> <<if $location == "yourroom">> Chris shrugs and walks back out into the hall. <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrislocation == "living">> <<if $chrishunger > 70>> <<set $chrislocation to "kitchen">> <<if $location == "living">> Chris gets up off the couch and heads into the kitchen. <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrisbored > 50>> <<set $chrislocation to "hall">> <<if $location == "living">> Chris gets up off the couch and heads into the hall. <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrissleepy > 70>> <<set $chrislocation to "hall">> <<if $location == "living">> Chris gets up off the couch and heads into the hall. <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrispiss > 60>> <<set $chrislocation to "hall">> <<if $location == "living">> Chris gets up off the couch and heads into the hall. <</if>> <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrislocation == "hall">> <<if $travelling>> <<set $travelling to false>> <<if $chrisbored > 50>> <<set $chrislocation to "yourroom">> <<if $location == "hall">> Chris walks past you and heads into your room. <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrissleepy > 70>> <<set $chrislocation to "chrisroom">> <<if $location == "hall">> Chris walks past you and heads into his own room. <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrispiss > 60>> <<set $chrislocation to "bathroom">> <<if $location == "hall">> Chris walks past you into the bathroom. <</if>> <</if>> <<if $chrispiss < 70 && $chrissleepy < 80 && $chrisbored < 60>> <<set $chrislocation to "living">> <<if $location == "hall">> Chris walks past you into the living room. <</if>> <</if>> <<else>> <<set $travelling to true>> <</if>> <</if>> <> <<if $start>> $hours hours and $minutes minutes remain <</if>> <<if $gamenotover>> <<if $hours == 0 && $minutes == 0>> <<set $start to false>> <<goto "You did it!">> [[You did it!]] <</if>> <<if $hours < 0>> <<set $start to false>> [[You did it!]] <<goto "You did it!">> <</if>> <</if>>

<<set $location to "hall">> The hall is a short passage between the main rooms of the flat. There's a faded cityscape framed on one wall, and the floor is scattered with Chris's dirty clothes. <<if $chrislocation == "hall">> Chris is in the hall, and yawns as he walks past you. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Hall]] [[Go to your room|Your Room]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Hall]] [[Go to your room|Your Room]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Hall]] [[Go to your room|Your Room]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris nods at you, and mutters "Sup?" [[Wait|Hall]] [[Go to your room|Your Room]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris kicks over a few of his dirty clothes as he walks past. [[Wait|Hall]] [[Go to your room|Your Room]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris notices something and grins. "Oh dude, my favourite sneakers were here?" <<goto "Favourite sneakers">> [[Favourite sneakers]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> [[Wait|Hall]] [[Go to your room|Your Room]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "chrisroom">> Chris's room is a complete pigsty. The blankets on his bed are scrunched up into a crumpled ball. Dirty socks and underwear lie around everywhere, and the floor is covered in empty food packaging and pizza boxes. A haphazard pile of DVDs and games leans against one wall. <<if $chrislocation == "chrisroom">> Chris is lying on his bed, looking down at his portable games console as he plays something loud and obnoxious. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. < [[Wait|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <<if $chrishorny > 30>> Chris gives you a weird look. "You sure do like pampering me today. You must love serving me.", he says, while idly waving his bare feet. <<linkappend "Rub his feet ">> <<set $rubbedfeet to $rubbedfeet+1>> <<if $rubbedfeet == 1>> You hear the faint beep of the machine in the back of your mind, and your body tingles as a change is registered and flows through you. You discover that you are blushing as you look at your flatmate. He's...so hot. How did you not notice before? You get on your knees at the end of the couch, and reach up to his large, bare feet. They are a little dirty and sweaty, and they feel warm and firm in your grip. You press your fingers into his soles, and start rubbing up and down along his feet. He flexes his toes and sighs happily as you rub and massage him. "Damn, I could get used to this...", he says. <</if>> <<if $rubbedfeet == 2>> You start to drool when you see Chris's huge, manly feet so close to you. You can't resist them. You get on your knees, and lift up his feet again, before starting to rub and squeeze them. Your fingers slide along his soles, and you squeeze and massage each toe in turn, admiring the size and strength of his feet. Chris flexes his toes for you, sending a waft of his manly scent into your nostrils. You press your nose closer, and rub your face against his dirty foot. He clenches his toes over your nose for a while, then presses both his feet over your cheeks. "You love that smell, don't you?", he says. You nod, your face flushed and your cock tenting. <</if>> <<if $rubbedfeet == 3>> Chris spreads his toes, and gives you a sultry look. You feel like you're being dragged down to his feet by your own desire for them. Your face feels hot and warm as you move towards his soles once more, and start to nuzzle and rub your nose up and down the dark, sweaty flesh. You want more. You need it. You slide out your tongue, and rub it along his foot, from the heel all the way up to his toes. It's sweaty and a little earthy, and the gritty dust of the floor coats your tongue. Deep down you feel disgusted at your own actions, but that doesn't stop you from pulling his foot closer and starting to suck on his strong, manly toes. "If I'd known this was your kink I would have had you doing this for me as soon as you moved in", he says. <</if>> <<if $rubbedfeet == 4>> <<goto "A Dog">> <</if>> [[Wait|Living Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen]] <</linkappend>> <</if>> <<if $chrishorny > 70>> Chris is grinning widely at you. You can't help but notice the tenting bulge in his pants. <<linkappend "Suck his cock ">> <<goto "You love me">> [[You love me]] <</linkappend>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris raises his eyebrows at you. "Mi casa is su casa I guess?" [[Wait|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris's console game beeps and he grumbles. "Stupid hackers..." [[Wait|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris looks up at you. "Why are you hanging around in here? Looking for dirty underwear to sniff?" <<goto "Dirty underwear">> [[Dirty underwear]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> <<if $chrisdrink>> <<linkappend "You spot an unopened can of soda in the mess on the floor. ">> You grab the soda. <<set $drinks to $drinks+1>> <<set $chrisdrink to false>> <</linkappend>> <</if>> [[Wait|Chris's Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "living">> Chris has more or less taken up ownership of the living room, having set it up as his gaming hub. The TV is hooked up to a number of consoles, and the couch is angled so he can lie across it while he plays. There is a bookshelf pushed against one wall, filled with DVD cases. A few beanbags are also lying around, next to Chris's bong. <<if $chrislocation == "living">> Chris is lying on the couch with his bare feet hanging over the side. He's playing on his game. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Living Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Living Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <<if $chrishorny > 30>> Chris gives you a weird look. "You sure do like pampering me today. You must love serving me.", he says, while idly waving his bare feet. <<linkappend "Rub his feet ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+20>> <<set $rubbedfeet to $rubbedfeet+1>> <<if $rubbedfeet == 1>> You hear the faint beep of the machine in the back of your mind, and your body tingles as a change is registered and flows through you. You discover that you are blushing as you look at your flatmate. He's...so hot. How did you not notice before? You get on your knees at the end of the couch, and reach up to his large, bare feet. They are a little dirty and sweaty, and they feel warm and firm in your grip. You press your fingers into his soles, and start rubbing up and down along his feet. He flexes his toes and sighs happily as you rub and massage him. "Damn, I could get used to this...", he says. <</if>> <<if $rubbedfeet == 2>> You start to drool when you see Chris's huge, manly feet so close to you. You can't resist them. You get on your knees, and lift up his feet again, before starting to rub and squeeze them. Your fingers slide along his soles, and you squeeze and massage each toe in turn, admiring the size and strength of his feet. Chris flexes his toes for you, sending a waft of his manly scent into your nostrils. You press your nose closer, and rub your face against his dirty foot. He clenches his toes over your nose for a while, then presses both his feet over your cheeks. "You love that smell, don't you?", he says. You nod, your face flushed and your cock tenting. <</if>> <<if $rubbedfeet == 3>> Chris spreads his toes, and gives you a sultry look. You feel like you're being dragged down to his feet by your own desire for them. Your face feels hot and warm as you move towards his soles once more, and start to nuzzle and rub your nose up and down the dark, sweaty flesh. You want more. You need it. You slide out your tongue, and rub it along his foot, from the heel all the way up to his toes. It's sweaty and a little earthy, and the gritty dust of the floor coats your tongue. Deep down you feel disgusted at your own actions, but that doesn't stop you from pulling his foot closer and starting to suck on his strong, manly toes. "If I'd known this was your kink I would have had you doing this for me as soon as you moved in", he says. <</if>> <<if $rubbedfeet == 4>> <<goto "A Dog">> <</if>> [[Wait|Living Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen]] <</linkappend>> <</if>> <<if $chrishorny > 70>> Chris is grinning widely at you. You can't help but notice the tenting bulge in his pants. <<linkappend "Suck his cock ">> You lean down nex to where Chris is lying, and slowly reach forward to his pants. What are you doing?! He just grins at you, and watches as you pull down on his pants, and reveal his bulging underwear. You reach up and grab them, and pull them down too. His erect cock bounces out in the air, throbbing and hard. "Dude, I never knew you were gay", he says. You want to say that you're not. But you hear the beeping of the machine in the back of your mind, and you realise you want nothing more than to taste Chris's cock in your mouth. Women don't seem to appeal to you at all any more. You open your mouth, and lean down to slide his cock inside you. It rubs over your tongue, warm and a little salty and unwashed. His scent fills your lungs as your nose presses into his pubes. He laughs. "So dude, do you like love me or some shit?" <<goto "You love me">> [[You love me]] <</linkappend>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Living Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris nods at you, and mumbles "Hey, dude." [[Wait|Living Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Something explodes in Chris's game, and he yells "Fuck yeah! Awesome!" [[Wait|Living Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> A large YOU DIED message appears on Chris's game, and he yells and boos. "Damnit, fuck that! It was just my stupid controller screwing me up!" <<goto "Stupid controller">> [[Stupid controller]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> [[Wait|Living Room]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "bathroom">> The bathroom is a battleground of trying to keep things roughly clean while Chris tries to destroy it. At the moment you're mostly winning, with only his damp towels in a pile on the floor. At least the toilet and sinks aren't stained. <<if $chrislocation == "bathroom">> Chris is pissing in the toilet, with the door open. He doesn't seem to care that you're there. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Bathroom]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Bathroom]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Bathroom]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris whistles idly as he pees. [[Wait|Bathroom]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris looks over at you and raises an eyebrow. "You mind?" [[Wait|Bathroom]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris looks back at you and rolls his eyes. "Dude, I'm using the toilet here." <<goto "The toilet">> [[The toilet]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> [[Wait|Bathroom]] [[Go to the hall|Hall]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "kitchen">> The kitchen is a mess. Chris has been on a rampage. The sink is piled high with dirty dishes, and there are crumbs and sauce stains on the floor. There is a door leading outside the flat here. <<if $chrislocation == "kitchen">> Chris is standing in front of the fridge, poking through it for snacks. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Kitchen]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Try to leave]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Kitchen]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Try to leave]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Kitchen]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Try to leave]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris sighs. "Dude, you gotta buy better stuff. This all sucks..." [[Wait|Kitchen]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Try to leave]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris picks up a jar of something unidentifiable from the back of the fridge, then puts it back. [[Wait|Kitchen]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Try to leave]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris closes the fridge and grumbles. "Wish we had some damn nacho chips." <<goto "Nacho chips">> [[Nacho chips]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> <<if $kitchenbars>> <<linkappend "You have a few snack bars hidden at the back of the cupboard. ">> You grab them all. <<set $snackbars to $snackbars+3>> <<set $kitchenbars to false>> <</linkappend>> <</if>> [[Wait|Kitchen]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room]] [[Try to leave]] <</if>>

You might need to risk it. You're not supposed to be going outside today, as a legal mandate from the government. But surely it's better than risking ending up as whatever Chris ends up saying? [[Leave]] [[Better not|Kitchen]]

You walk outside, and close the door behind you. You then sigh with relief. Out here, at least, you should be comparatively safe. Then you open your eyes and look forward, only to see a tall, broad-shouldered policeman staring at you with disdain. His square chin is dense with a beard and moustache, and his blue uniform is stretched wide over his huge, muscular hairy body. "Did you miss the TV broadcasts, news, billboards? It's quarantine today", he says. <<set $start to false>> [[Explain you just went out to get some food]] [[Try to ask him to let you off this once]]

A large YOU DIED message appears on Chris's game, and he yells and boos. "Damnit, fuck that! It was just my stupid controller screwing me up!" The voice of the machine suddenly speaks in your head. "Target transformation accepted. Game controller." Your clothes vanish in a flash of light, and your skin starts to feel tight, and strange. A black, glossy splotch forms on your stomach, and starts to spread up over the rest of your skin. It looks like smooth black plastic, and it rapidly starts to cover your entire body. Your legs are forced together, squeezing and tightly closed as the plastic covers them. Your arms follow suit, forced to wrap together before being hidden under that firm plastic. It looks like a large, smooth plastic handle - one of the handles for a games controller, one for your legs, one for your arms. Your cock bulges and starts to swell. The tip flattens out, and takes on a matte, rubbery texture. Your crotch flattens and spreads out under it, becoming a plastic ring from which your new analog-stick cock sticks out. Another such stick emerges from your chest, bulging up and standing out, while feeling as sensitive and tingly as your nipples. Your head is pressed down into your chest, your eyes, mouth and nose flattening, turning round, and becoming buttons. You clatter to the ground helplessly, as you are squished and molded down into nothing but a controller. Chris glances over at you, and grins. "Oh, sweet!", he says. You are lifted up in his huge hands, and you feel his thumb press and rub over your cock. Moving it left and right, pushing down and clicking it. His other thumb toys with your nipple-stick, while his fingers squeeze your handles, and he touches and presses your buttons. This is...heavenly. Every touch is sexual bliss. Then he kills something in his game, and you vibrate. God, the vibrating! It's like a constant orgasm racking through your whole body! You start to crave him doing well so you can vibrate more, feel him more. You are a good controller! You love your gamer master! The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris turns to you and sighs. "Dude, have you seen my favourite sock?" You freeze in horror at those words. Then the voice of the machine speaks in your head. "Target transformation accepted. Chris's favourite sock." Your clothing vanishes in a flash of light, and your skin starts to tingle. You look down to see a soft, matte texture spreading over every inch of your body. You touch it, and feel warm cotton under your fingers. The black cotton quickly covers you, spreading up over your arms and face, and down your legs. Your arms and legs feel like they are being dragged by magnets. Your arms are forced to your sides, and your legs clench together. The black fabric squeezes over them, covering you completely in a shapeless long sack shape. You feel your mouth stretch open, becoming wider and rounder as the rest of your face is stretched away into nothing. You cannot close it any more, and you fall limply to the ground as your insides hollow out and become empty. You shrink down, withering away into a floppy, crumpled black sock. Then, you feel the "favourite" part of the change coming on. Your fabric body becomes damp, and warm, and wet. You can taste and smell Chris's sweat in every inch of you, in your mouth, on your tongue, inescapable. That isn't the worst part. Your body starts to crumple and crinkle in places, becoming stiff, and crusty. You taste something salty and rank. You know what it is, but don't want to accept it. You are being forced to taste Chris's old, dried cum stains. He notices you, and leans down to pick you up. He then flops down on your bed, making the mattress creak, and pushes down his pants. You see him stroke and rub his cock, before pulling you down over it. His throbbing, hard erection fills your insides, leaking pre into the back of your mouth. He then grips you tightly, and starts to pump and jerk himself off. You are forced to feel him grinding and rubbing against you, until finally he grunts and shakes, and a jet of hot, warm fresh cum splatters all over your insides. He peels you off, dripping and wet, and throws you onto the floor. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris looks up at you. "Why are you hanging around in here? Looking for dirty underwear to sniff?" Your heart sinks. You know what's coming now. The voice of the machine speaks in your head. "Target transformation accepted. Dirty underwear." Your clothes vanish in a sudden flash of light, except for your underwear. Then you realise you are mistaken; you are not wearing any underwear. Instead, the skin of your crotch has become soft, white fabric. Your cock is dangling over the fabric, like a tube of that same cotton. It slowly shrinks and pulls away into your body, while the cottony texture spreads up your chest and down your legs. Your body starts to feel weak and limp, and you fall backwards onto the ground. You slowly deflate like a balloon with a hole in it, as you flatten and are taken over more by the cotton. Your limbs shrink away into your chest, and seams crawl over your body. You feel your head strain as your face and mouth opens up into an elastic waistband, and you become nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. Chris notices you, and picks you up. You dangle in his grip as he sniffs you curiously. "Not too bad", he says, despite the warm lingering taste of old sweat you can feel in the back of your mouth. He drops his pants and pushes off his current underwear. They are filthy and yellowed with sweat. He then pushes his legs into you, and pulls you slowly up his body. You feel his warm legs inside you, his skin sliding along your insides. Then, you are stretched around his waist, and his bulging cock and balls rest snugly inside your mouth. Darkness overtakes you as he pulls his pants back on. You can do nothing but feel him moving around, as you are wrapped around him. His sweat and scent soaks into you, while his cock occasionally moves or twitches against your mouth. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris looks back at you and rolls his eyes. "Dude, I'm using the toilet here." The voice of the machine speaks in your head. "Target transformation accepted. Toilet." No! Anything but that! To your horror and dismay, your clothing suddenly vanishes in a flash of light. After a moment, the toilet starts to glow too, and it evaporates into smoke. Chris doesn't seem to notice, as he continues to piss all over an empty pipe sticking up from the ground. Your body walks forward against your will, step by step, like you're a puppet on a string. You walk right in front of Chris, and his warm piss sprays over your bare skin. You are forced to sit down on the pipe, and you feel it slowly slide up into your ass, and grow warm as it merges with your insides. You open your mouth, wide, and Chris aims up to spray his piss onto your face. Your skin starts to become smooth and white, the colour fading away from it. You feel stiff as your limbs start to solidify, merging up against your torso while your mouth gets wider and wider. The top of your head bulges up, inflating out into a large square toilet tank. Meanwhile, your lower jaw bulges further, as it grows out into a round toilet bowl. Your lower body merges together into nothing but the porcelain lower part of a normal toilet. Even as your shape changes, Chris's aim barely improves. Much of his piss sprays on your chest and your face, even while some of it pools in your mouth. You are forced to taste it sitting there, acrid and sharp. Finally, his flow ends, and he shakes his cock and sprays droplets all over you. Then, to your further dismay, he turns around and sits down atop you. As he grunts and strains, the machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris notices something and grins. "Oh dude, my favourite sneakers were here?" You freeze when you hear that. Then your heart sinks as you hear the machine's voice in the back of your head. "Target transformation accepted. Chris's favourite sneakers." There is a flash of light, and your clothes completely disappear. Chris doesn't seem to notice, he's just lifting up his dirty clothes. Your skin starts to change colour, transforming into a glossy, unnatural white. Your arms are forced to your sides, and your legs squeeze together, while you start to shrink. As the room around you gets bigger, you feel your back growing stiff, and bulging out. You can't see them, but you can feel rubbery, sensitive treads forming on your back as your flesh becomes black rubber. Your chest tingles with a bizarre, oddly pleasurable feeling, as a thick lace crawls in and out of your flesh, lacing up your front like a shoe. Chris pulls one of his sneakers out from the pile. "Where did the other one go?", he mutters. You try to speak, to beg him to save you, but your tongue just pushes out and bulges, puffing up into a large fabric shoe tongue. Your mouth opens wide, stretching out into the opening of the sneaker you are becoming. You fall on your back, and feel your insides hollowing out, becoming squishy and comfortable. Then, the stink and taste begins to form. The stench of Chris's unwashed feet oozes out from inside you, and the taste of his salty sweat and body lingers on your tongue. He steps over to you, and grins. "There it is!", he says. His bare foot moves closer and closer, as his toes slide into your mouth, and you feel his foot fill you up completely. Your body wrapped around it, as he wears you and walks along. His weight presses down on you with every step, the warmth of his foot filling you, his sweat soaking into your body. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris closes the fridge and grumbles. "Wish we had some damn nacho chips." You flinch. Surely that won't be a command? Then the voice of the machine speaks in your head. "Target transformation accepted. Nacho chips." Your clothing disappears suddenly, evaporated in a flash of light. Your skin begins to feel strange, and crinkles loudly when you move. You look down to see yourself becoming shiny and metallic, as a foil-like silver texture crawls over every inch of your body. You fall to the ground, shrinking and getting smaller as you feel limp and weak. Your limbs squeeze into your chest, your body compressing down to a simple, square shape. Colourful patterns form on your foil chest, a logo of Slammin Spicy Nacho Chips. Your mouth seals closed as if you've been zipped shut, and you feel yourself inflating slightly. Your organs and insides stiffen, becoming crispy and crunchy. You feel them transforming into chips, a jumble of fried foods filling you up inside. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." Chris walks away from the fridge, and his bare foot nearly crushes you. Then he notices you at the last second. "Score!", he says. He leans down and grabs you, and you dangle helplessly in his grip. He returns to the living room and sits down. His hands pull on your face, and tug open your closed mouth. Then you feel his fingers sliding into your mouth, down your throat, and drag out your chips one by one. You feel each of them as they slide over his tongue, and get crunched in his mouth. With each chip he swallows, your mind becomes foggier and more empty. Memories and thoughts are erased and swallowed one by one. You are lost in a confused haze of flavour and pleasure. As he reaches in and chomps on your very last chip, your mind becomes completely blank and empty. You are nothing but an empty crisp packet. <<set $start to false>>

That's it! The timer is over! You are safe! You rush to your room and pick up the tablet. The screen now reads "Timer complete. We hope you enjoyed your setup. Try new change?" <<set $gamenotover to false>> <<if $chrislove>> [[What you really want]] <<else>> [[Sweet revenge]] <</if>>

You lean down nex to where Chris is lying, and slowly reach forward to his pants. What are you doing?! He just grins at you, and watches as you pull down on his pants, and reveal his bulging underwear. You reach up and grab them, and pull them down too. His erect cock bounces out in the air, throbbing and hard. "Dude, I never knew you were gay", he says. You want to say that you're not. But you hear the beeping of the machine in the back of your mind, and you realise you want nothing more than to taste Chris's cock in your mouth. Women don't seem to appeal to you at all any more. You open your mouth, and lean down to slide his cock inside you. It rubs over your tongue, warm and a little salty and unwashed. His scent fills your lungs as your nose presses into his pubes. He laughs. "So dude, do you like love me or some shit?" You want to tell him that you hate him. That he's a slovenly, messy, inconsiderate jerk. That you think he's a douche and a tool. But the machine beeps in your head once more. You look up at him, and your heart pounds in your chest. His bare abs, his cocky grin. His scruffy stubble and handsome face. Everything about him is perfect. You love how messy and carefree he is, his optimistic cheerful outlook. Even how dumb he can be is appealing and cute to you. His hand presses down on your head and pushes you deeper onto his cock. You gag on it a little, but eagerly suck him and let him thrust in and out of your throat. Soon, his cock pulses and throbs inside you, and gushes out some thick, warm cum into the back of your throat. You stand up, and wipe your lips. He winks at you. "If we're gonna do this I think I'm gonna go nude from now on. Let you admire me", he says. [[He's...so fucking hot...|Living Room (Horny)]] <<set $chrislove to true>>

<<set $start to true>> <<set $location to "yourroom">> Your room feels weirdly too neat and orderly. You kind of wish it was cool and messy like Chris's. Your bed is made, you have a TV sitting on a small bookcase next to it, and a wardrobe across to the side. A small desk and computer are squeezed awkwardly in the remaining space. <<if $chrislocation == "yourroom">> Chris is lying naked on your bed, stroking himself idly and leaking pre onto your sheets. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris grins at you. "Man, you should really let your room get more like mine." [[Wait|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris rubs one of your pillows over his cock, leaving a trail of pre. [[Wait|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris turns to you and sighs. "Dude, have you seen my favourite sock?" <<goto "A Fleshlight">> [[A Fleshlight]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> [[Wait|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "hall">> The hall is a short passage between the main rooms of the flat. There's a faded cityscape framed on one wall, and the floor is scattered with Chris's dirty clothes. You struggle to resist the urge to grab some and sniff them. <<if $chrislocation == "hall">> Chris is in the hall, and yawns as he walks past you. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to your room|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to your room|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to your room|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom (Horny)]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris gropes your butt a bit as he walks past. [[Wait|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to your room|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris winks at you and slaps his bare ass. [[Wait|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to your room|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris notices something and grins. "Oh dude, my favourite sneakers were here?" <<goto "My Foot">> [[My Foot]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> [[Wait|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to your room|Your Room (Horny)]] [[Go to Chris's room|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the bathroom|Bathroom (Horny)]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "chrisroom">> Chris's room is so fucking hot. The blankets on his bed are scrunched up into a crumpled ball that stinks of his manly, unwashed scent. Dirty socks and underwear lie around everywhere, a treasure trove of musky wonders that you just want to dive into. <<if $chrislocation == "chrisroom">> Chris is lying nude on his bed while he plays on one of his games. Every now and then he reaches down to stroke himself. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris winks at you. "You should sleep in here with me from now on, dude." [[Wait|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris's console game beeps and he looks at you. "I'll get you one of these for co-op." [[Wait|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris looks up at you. "Why are you hanging around in here? Looking for dirty underwear to sniff?" <<goto "A Condom">> [[A Condom]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> [[Wait|Chris's Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "bathroom">> The bathroom is neat and clean right now. You imagine how it would be if everything was stained and nasty with Chris's piss, and you shudder with how kinky that would be. <<if $chrislocation == "bathroom">> Chris is pissing in the toilet, totally naked. His bare ass is in full view for you. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Bathroom (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Bathroom (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Bathroom (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris whistles idly as he pees. [[Wait|Bathroom (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris looks over at you and raises an eyebrow. "You like watching me go, eh?" [[Wait|Bathroom (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris looks back at you and rolls his eyes. "Dude, I'm using the toilet here." <<goto "A Loofah">> [[A Loofah]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> [[Wait|Bathroom (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "living">> The living room is Chris's kingdom. His couch, perfectly comfortable for his hot body. His beanbags, musky and dirty. His bong and games and videos. Everything here is his. Including you. <<if $chrislocation == "living">> Chris is completely naked on the couch. He's streaming a game, and has turned on the webcam to show himself off. His viewer count is growing substantially, and his chat is full of lewd messages. [[Tell Chris the truth]] <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen (Horny)]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris speaks to his stream chat. "This here's my new hookup, say hi!" [[Wait|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Something explodes in Chris's game, and he yells "Fuck yeah! Awesome!" [[Wait|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> A large YOU DIED message appears on Chris's game, and he yells and boos. "Damnit, fuck that! It was just my stupid controller screwing me up!" <<goto "My Dick">> [[My Dick]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> [[Wait|Living Room (Horny)]] [[Go to the hall|Hall (Horny)]] [[Go to the kitchen|Kitchen (Horny)]] <</if>>

<<set $location to "kitchen">> The kitchen is a mess. You love seeing the dirty plates and stains that show Chris has filled himself up, and you find yourself fantasising about feeding him more and being a good boy for him. <<if $chrislocation == "kitchen">> Chris is standing naked by the fridge. He scratches his balls as he looks through it for snacks. <<linkappend "Distract Chris ">> <<if $snackbars > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a chocolate bar ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $snackbars to $snackbars-1>> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> You hand Chris the chocolate bar. He says "Oh, wicked dude!", and starts eating it. [[Wait|Kitchen (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no snack bars to give him. <</if>> <<if $drinks > 0>> <<linkappend "Give him a drink ">> <<set $chrishorny to $chrishorny+10>> <<set $drinks to $drinks-1>> <<set $chrispiss to $chrispiss+20>> You hand Chris the soda. He pops it open and gulps it down. "Hell yeah, nice!", he says. [[Wait|Kitchen (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] <</linkappend>> <<else>> You have no drinks to give him. <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Try to sneak past ">> <<if random($christalkchance) == 0>> Chris ignores you. [[Wait|Kitchen (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] <<else>> <<set $christalk to random(2)>> <<if $christalk == 0>> Chris rummages through the fridge. "From now on you're gonna get me all my favourite snacks, dude." [[Wait|Kitchen (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 1>> Chris gulps some juice straight from the carton. [[Wait|Kitchen (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] <</if>> <<if $christalk == 2>> Chris closes the fridge and grumbles. "Wish we had some damn nacho chips." <<goto "A Pizza">> [[A Pizza]] <</if>> <</if>> <</linkappend>> <<else>> <<if $kitchenbars>> <<linkappend "You have a few snack bars hidden at the back of the cupboard. ">> You grab them all. <<set $snackbars to $snackbars+3>> <<set $kitchenbars to false>> <</linkappend>> <</if>> [[Wait|Kitchen (Horny)]] [[Go to the living room|Living Room (Horny)]] <</if>>

You look down at the options, and think about what you want now. You can't deny it. Whatever you thought before, you are now madly in love with Chris. Everything he does turns you on, everything about him is perfect. You set your options carefully in the machine, and click apply. The voice of the machine speaks in your mind. "Transformation accepted. Duration: Permanent. Trigger: Immediate. Further changes: Impossible. Transformation "Chris's Slave" initiating." Your clothing disappears, evaporating in a flash of light. Everything in your room wavers and disintegrates, disappearing from sight. The walls become upholstered in black leather, and the floor transforms into red latex. Where your furniture once was, now there are bondage swings, sex toys, and racks of leather gear. You shiver with pleasure as your cock is suddenly compresed and squeezed, and you look down to see a shiny smooth metal chastity cage on your shaft. Your body hair shrinks, and then recedes completely, leaving you smooth and shaven all over. Your waist and crotch grow warm as a pair of black rubber shorts appear over them, looking glossy and shiny with a handsome bulge that hides your cage. Your hair gets shorter, shrinking down to a buzz cut. Your body feels hot and firm, your muscles growing strained as they start to bulge and swell. You become taller and wider, your biceps inflating, your chest becoming rugged and muscular. Tribal tattoos crawl along both your powerful arms and over your chest, and piercings appear on your nipples. A black spiked collar appears around your neck, with a small silver tag that says "Stud". You look up at the wall, where a framed document materialises into being. A legally binding contract that declares you have sold yourself for life to be Chris's sex slave, bound to do anything he says. The words become blurry and hard to read, as your mind starts to feel foggy and slow. You grin and shudder, groping your rubbery bulge. You specified this change to make you so dumb you would never have second thoughts or regrets. Your mind slows down to a pitiful crawl, all your education draining away as you grin dumbly and happily. The paper means nothing to you now, as you cannot read. "Slave boy, get in here, I wanna show my stream chat how how you look when you work out!", Master yells from the other room. "Yes sir!", you grunt in a deep, dumb voice, before stomping outside to serve your beloved, perfect lover.

This is your chance to finally get Chris out of your hair. Having to tiptoe around him all these hours has given you an idea, one that will ensure you never need to worry about him saying anything that will mess you up ever again. You make extra sure to enter all of the options correctly, this time. The machine beeps. "Transformation accepted. Duration: Permanent. Trigger: Immediate. Further changes: Impossible." Chris walks into your room. "Hey dude, you've been acting weird all day. What's going on?", he says. Then he starts to scratch idly at his chest. Shiny, fluffy golden hairs are forming all over his pecs and down his chest. He looks down as the hairs thicken and become more dense, spreading into a yellow forest all over his body. "What the hell, dude?!", he yells. He looks at his hands, the fingers clenching together and getting shorter. His palms bulge and swell up, forming dark pawpads, while his fingernails sharpen into small claws. His pants fall down, revealing that the fur has spread to his crotch and legs. A growing, wagging golden tail stretches out from his rear, while his cock rises up and attaches to his belly, as a furry sheath forms around it. He falls forward, landing on all fours. His feet stretch and shift, joints adjusting, posture and skeleton changing to become quadrupedal. He looks up at you, panicked, and barks and yips. His face stretches forward, growing longer, while his teeth sharpen into canine fangs. As his ears stretch up into points, you pull him forward, and press his cold, dark nose to your chest. His tail starts to wag faster, while his eyes become brown and wide and dumb, just the happy eyes of a normal, eager dog. "Transformation complete. Golden Retriever." You rub Chris's belly, and he barks happily, his mind filled with nothing but love and affection for you. If he's going to be a messy slob, at least he can be a cute and loyal one!

While the cop continues to lecture you, he slowly starts to unbuckle his belt. He turns around, and leans over, while pulling down his pants. His wide, round hairy ass stares you in the face, even as he keeps talking. You try to fight it, but your body moves forward one step, then another. It's like you're being dragged along like a puppet. You fall to your knees. Your clothes vanish, disintegrating in a burst of light. You strain your whole body, but you cannot stop yourself from leaning forward and pressing your face right up against the policeman's warm, firm ass. His hole touces your lips, as you almost find yourself kissing it. Your body is being dragged up against him, and you feel strangely wet, and soft, and malleable. Your limbs press into his body, and the warm pulsing of his heartbeat throbs through you. The feeling is so strange and confusing that you close your eyes until the dizziness passes. Then, you open them again. Your face feels puffy and strange. Your cheeks are bulging out, huge and round, and they feel more hairy than before. Your mouth is puckered and tight, and you cannot open it. You feel the cop above and behind you. He stands up, and your face is pushed to angle further down. You can see the backs of his shoes below you, and his muscular legs. He reaches down and pulls up his pants, and they slide over you, and trap you in darkness. You want to deny it, but you can't. You are this random cop's ass. He returns to his beat, and you can only tag along as a helpless passenger. Hours later, when he sits down somewhere, the weight of him presses down firmly onto your face as you're shoved onto some seat cushion. You hear his stomach rumble. "Damn, shouldn't have had that curry last night. Need to pop to the john, be right back", he says to someone. Oh no, please not that. The darkness of his pants is pulled away, and you look down to see the water of a toilet bowl. He sits down again, and starts to grunt. You feel something pushing up at the back of your throat that you don't want to consider. The voice of the machine dings happily in your head. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life."

<> <<set $hours to 12>> <<set $minutes to 40>> <<set $start to false>> <<set $chrislocation to "living">> <<set $location to "yourroom">> <<set $chrishunger to 0>> <<set $chrispiss to -20>> <<set $chrissleepy to -20>> <<set $chrishorny to 0>> <<set $chrisbored to -30>> <<set $gamenotover to true>> <<set $travelling to false>> <<set $chrislove to false>> <<set $rubbedfeet to 0>> <<set $christalkchance to 3>> <<set $snackbars to 0>> <<set $drinks to 0>> <<set $roombar to true>> <<set $roomdrink to true>> <<set $chrisdrink to true>> <<set $kitchenbars to true>> <> Bad Roommate Bad Roommate is a work of gay pornographic fiction. This is 18+ only, and focuses on inanimate transformation fetish. The objective is to last 12 hours without being transformed by your roommate's random actions. You can feed him snacks to avoid him accidentally changing you, if you end up in the same room as him. [[Start Game|It Begins]] [[Walkthrough (Contains Spoilers)]] <<linkappend "Set Easy Mode">> The timer has been reduced to five hours. <<set $hours to 5>> <</linkappend>> <<linkappend "Set Hard Mode">> Chris will now transform you more often. <<set $christalkchance to 20>> <</linkappend>>

Any time you are in the same room as Chris, and you use the "Sneak Past" command, there is a chance he will say something that transforms you. This change is different for each room in the house. To obtain a particular change, just wait in the room you want. Chris will eventually show up there. If you just want to be transformed quickly, set hard mode. It will make Chris talk more and increase your chances of bad-ending. Your Room: Chris's cum sock Hallway: Chris's sneaker Chris's Room: Chris's underwear Living room: Videogame controller Kitchen: Nachos Bathroom: Toilet Other endings: If you try to leave through the kitchen, you will become either a cop's butt or his uniform, based on the choice you make. If you manage to time out the countdown, you will turn Chris into a dog. Boyfriend changes: If you feed Chris enough snacks, and go to either his room or the living room, you can rub his feet. If you do this enough, you can suck him off. This will transform you into his boyfriend. If you rub Chris's feet too often, you will become a dog. While Chris is your boyfriend, some of the dialogue and descriptions change. If you time out the countdown, and are his boyfriend, you will turn yourself into his sex slave. If you are Chris's boyfriend, you can confess the situation to him in the living room, and become an anthro. The following location tfs are different if Chris is your boyfriend: Your Room: A fleshlight Hallway: Chris's foot Chris's Room: A condom Living room: Chris's cock Bathroom: Loofah Kitchen: Pizza [[Start]]

Chris looks over to you with a big grin. "Dude, I want you to suck my dick again." You feel a rush of warmth and excitement flow through your body. "Target transformation accepted. Chris's dick." Your clothing vanishes instantly with a flash of light. Your body starts moving forward, without you controlling yourself, as if you're being puppeted along. Not that you would resist anyway. This is perfect. You are going to be part of Chris's hot, awesome body. You lie down atop Chris, his warm naked body beneath you. He wraps his arms around you, and starts to rub and stroke your chest. You gasp and shiver at how sensitive your skin feels. Every touch and stroke of his fingertips feels like he's teasing your rock-hard cock. You feel his own throbbing shaft press between your buttcheeks, as he carefully guides himself inside you, and pushes forward with a thrust. It slides into you effortlessly, like you were designed to be filled with his dick. Your rear feels warm and tingly against his crotch, as your flesh begins to merge with his. There is a sudden pulsing, warm heat, as his heartbeat starts to pump blood into your body. Your whole body feels stiff and swollen. Chris keeps stroking you and rubbing you, his hands sliding up and down your sides, while your skin starts to turn red. You cough and gasp, as salty pre oozes from your throat. Your arms and legs start to shrink, becoming small and chubby and useless as they recede against your torso, which is rapidly becoming just a throbbing, cylindrical shaft. Your head pushes down into your shoulders, your neck disappearing, while thick veins emerge along your huge cock-body. As Chris continues to jerk and pump you, your pleasure grows and grows. Soon it is too much to bear. He gasps and moans, and you throb and pulse, as you feel a rush of thick, hot salty cum erupt from your mouth. It splatters over Chris and over the couch, while his stream viewers watch in amazement. Buckets and buckets of cum, spraying in a fountain, each cumshot shrinking you smaller and smaller. Finally, you are reduced down to a fat ten-inch cock hanging between Chris's legs, while he is utterly soaked in his own jizz. You flop limply, utterly spent. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Droplets of pre dribble on Chris's fingers as he toys with himself. "Dude, I got an idea, how about you go get me a condom?" You feel a rush of warmth and excitement flow through your body. "Target transformation accepted. Condom." Your clothing vanishes instantly with a flash of light. Then your skin starts to feel rubbery and strange. You touch your chest, and feel a slippery, wet sort of sensation. Like you are lubricated and smooth. Your body hair recedes, rapidly disappearing all over you, while your skin becomes a uniform, unnatural pink hue. Your arms and legs start to press against your body, as the rubbery feeling spreads to them and covers them up. You fall to the ground, as your whole body starts to feel limp. You can feel yourself deflating as your insides become hollow and empty. Your mouth opens up wide, becoming huge and round, and then, with a completely bizarre and dizzying sensation, your mouth starts to roll down your body and flatten you down into a ring of flat latex. With a rustling noise, a foil wrapper appears around you and squeezes you tight. You feel yourself get picked up and hefted into the air, and the foil is torn open. Chris's huge fingers reach inside and pull you out. You feel him press you to the tip of his cock, and then roll you down. Your mouth slides down over every inch of his shaft, tasting and touching him skintight as he unrolls your new condom body, until finally you are covering him completely. You can feel him inside you, stretching you out, and then he starts to pump and stroke himself. His hand moves up and down your skin, squeezes you tighter to his cock. It's heavenly. You feel so close to him, every twitch and motion of his cock is magnified by your proximity. Then, his cock pulses, throbs, and cums. A thick, hot rush of jizz squirts up into the little balloon tip at the bottom of your body, filling it up with hot cum. All too soon you are rolled off, leaving his shaft wet and slick. He ties you up, locking the cum inside you, and throws you away. You bounce off the wall and land in the trash can, your belly bloated with Chris's warm, goopy cum as you lie atop piles of cumstained tissues. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris wipes some cum off his hand onto your pillows. "Hey dude, I feel like changing it up. You own any fleshlights or anything?" You feel a rush of warmth and excitement flow through your body. "Target transformation accepted. Fleshlight." Your clothing vanishes instantly with a flash of light. Then, you feel a strange sensation in your mouth. It feels sort of wet and slippery and swollen. Your whole face does, in fact. Your eyes are squeezed down along with your nose, as your mouth bulges and grows, taking up your whole face. Your tongue flattens against the inside of your mouth, replaced by rubbery ribs filling the inside of your jaw and down your throat. Your insides feel hollow and odd. They jiggle and shift, rearranging to form an unbroken line from your mouth to your rear. Your rear, too, is changing, your butt swelling up and your butthole becoming squishy and rubbery and tight. Your limbs are dragged against your torso, as a firm, hard black shall starts to form all over you. It squeezes your chest and neck and crotch, trapping it inside the black cylinder and leaving only your puffy rubbery mouth and ass out in the air. You fall to the ground, and feel Chris lean down to pick you up. "Poggers, a double ended fleshlight", he says. You feel him press your mouth down against his throbbing, swollen cock. It slides deep into your throat, rubbing against your rubber ridges and textures. Each touch and thrust of his hard cock drives you wild with pleasure. It's better than any sex you've ever had. Every inch of your sensitive face is like an ultra-sensitive new set of genitals. You feel yourself getting hornier and dizzier with every hard fuck of his slamming cock. Finally, he starts to cum, flooding your insides with ropes of his thick white cream. When he pulls out, his jizz drips from your face, and you desperately, silently crave more. You want to be fucked. You need it. It is all you exist for. You are nothing but a fuck toy. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris glances down at the mess on the floor. "I love being naked, but I do gotta be careful not to stub my foot on stuff, y'know?" You feel a rush of warmth and excitement flow through your body. "Target transformation accepted. Chris's foot." Your clothing vanishes instantly with a flash of light, and you are shoved unexpectedly to the floor. You find that you're unable to get back up, no matter how much you push or shove. Chris walks over to you, and raises his bare foot, before pressing it down on your naked back. You feel his toes on your skin, before his leg starts to slowly melt down inside you, merging with your body. Your torso is pressed firmly to the ground, as you feel the strange sensation of Chris's heart pumping blood through your body. Your legs bunch up, shrinking and disappearing as they merge up into your crotch. Your arms lie flat out in front of you, and start to bulge and swell while also shrinking. You look at your left arm and see it shrink down, your hand clenching into a fist and merging into one lump. The skin on top of your fist toughens and hardens as it becomes a large toenail. Your head comes next, pushing out next to the toe. Your hair recedes and disappears, and you feel a firm toenail form on the top of your skull, while your face melts away into just the whorled base of a toe. Your other arm forms the remaining toes, your fingers bulging and merging as they swell up to fit. You feel Chris's weight press down on you, shoving your cock against the floor as it flattens and melts into the new huge sole that makes up your whole chest. Chris wiggles his toes, and you feel a gritty, dirty sensation, as your whole sole is covered in black dirt from him walking around barefoot so much. A few hairs form atop you, and the sweaty stink of his foot assaults your senses. You shrink down, becoming a mirror match to his other foot. He walks away, lifting you up and pressing you down on the floor with every step, seemingly having no idea you are down there. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris closes the fridge and looks at you. "So now we're dating, how about you order me a pizza?" You feel a rush of warmth and excitement flow through your body. "Target transformation accepted. Pizza." Your clothing vanishes, transforming into motes of light that move around behind you. You fall to your back, as the lights solidify into a large, open cardboard box. Your back feels strange, growing puffy and firm, as it turns brown. The scent of grease, bread and cheese oozes up from you, as your body starts to flatten, and your limbs merge down into your chest. You lose all definition, squishing and rolling out into a circular shape as you fill the box. Your chest and face grow warm, and sweaty, and wet. It starts to turn orange, before slowly oozing and melting into thick, steaming cheese. Pepperoni and chicken emerge on your new body, as your features and human traits become toppings. Your eyes flattening and spreading out into pepperoni slices, your ears unfurling into grilled peppers. Soon, there is a large, ordinary pizza lying in a box on the floor. Chris leans down and picks you up, then puts you on the table. "Score!", he says happily. Chris's fingers press against one of your greasy crust edges, and pulls you up. An orgasmic, mind-melting sensation floods over you, as part of your body is pulled away, and your thick, dripping cheese oozes off from the edge and dribbles onto the cardboard. Chris pushes your tip into his mouth, and bites down. You flow over his tongue, and are chewed and mashed by his teeth, then, he swallows you, and a huge part of your mind simply goes black with utter, mindless, bliss. Then, he reaches down for another slice. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

Chris looks over to the shower. "Gotta remember to pick myself up a new loofah later. Maybe you can wash me with it, babe." You feel a rush of warmth and excitement flow through your body. "Target transformation accepted. Loofah." Your clothing vanishes instantly with a flash of light. A strange feeling washes over you, a sort of puffy, airy lightheadedness. You almost feel like a gust of air would knock you over. You try to speak, but you can't seem to form words. You touch over your body, and find that you feel squishy and soft and spongy. You fall to your knees, as your skin starts to turn yellow, with a porous sponge-like texture. Your limbs squish and press down into your body, your head sinks down into your shoulders, and you gasp with shock as your cock stretches out, grows thin and narrow, and twists around to become a loop of rope for hanging you up in the shower. Chris spots you, and leans down to pick you up. He squeezes you in his hand, your whole body compressing down tightly, and lets you go. He then steps into the shower and turns it on. You are soaked under the shower, your body absorbing the warm water and becoming heavy and waterlogged. The sensation makes your brain feel dumb and slow and sluggish. Then, you feel cold, slimy shower gel dribble over you, and you are squished and squashed until frothy foam covers you completely. Chris presses you to his chest, and rubs you up and down him. Your face is shoved up against his abs as you almost feel like you're licking and nuzzling his naked skin. He rubs and squishes you up into his armpits, the scent of his body soaking into your flesh. You are rubbed over his ass, his feet, his legs, and most pleasurably you even stroke and squish your sponge-face onto his sweaty, musky balls. His half-hard cock grinds and rubs over your face and chest, squishing into your body. All you can think of is him, his scent, his touch, his feel. You exist to clean and touch him everywhere you can. Too soon, it's over, and you're left dangling in the shower by your new cock. The feeling is intense and teasing, a sort of constant throbbing desire to almost cum, but unable to do so. Just a helpless dangling spong, waiting for your owner to come take another shower. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." <<set $start to false>>

<<set $start to false>> There's no point hiding the truth from the man you love so much. If he's going to turn you into something, then that's his decision. You cough, and turn to him. "Hey Chris, don't say anything until I'm done explaining this, ok? So I ordered this thing online..." You explain everything to Chris. He stares at you in shock, and doesn't quite believe you until you get the tablet and show him. "Lmao. No way. So...anything I say, you'll turn into?", he says, speaking slowly and choosing his words. You nod. He looks down at the tablet, then grins. "Fuck, that's poggers. I know exactly what I want to say." He sits up on the couch, naked, and looks you dead in the eye with a grin. "My fursona, HotDawg." [[Chris's Fursona]]

Wait, could that possibly work? A strange, tingling feeling starts to form at your fingers and toes. You can hear the voice of the machine in your head. "Loading. Processing..." There is a slight delay. "Analysing Furaffinity account xXx_HotDawg_GamerStud_xXxSephiroth..." A few more minutes of delay. Chris looks at you. "Is it working?", he asks. Then there is a beep. "Target transformation accepted. New form saved to database: HotDawg the Husky." Your clothing suddenly vanishes, and your body starts to feel hot and strange. Your muscles feel tight, as they start to bulge and grow. Your biceps inflate, swelling out into huge football-sized bulges on your arms. Your forearms grow too, as your hands spread out and become massive and hairy. Your shoulders widen, and you feel yourself growing taller and heavier. Your waist shrinks down, giving you an almost cartoonish V shaped torso, while your legs thicken and bulge with muscle. Your cock twitches and bulges, then starts to inflate. It stretches out like an inflated balloon, growing down past your knees and as thick as your wrist, even while still soft. Your skin tingles and itches for a moment, before vivid, neon blue fur appears on your chest, and spreads out over your muscular, huge body. At your wrists, the colours change, one hand with neon green fur and the other neon pink. Your feet are the same. White fur fluffs up in a huge star shape on your chest, while another white star forms over one of your eyes. You look down at your massive hands, and see thick, strong black claws emerge from each of your furry fingers. Your fingertips and palms bulge out and harden, inflating in pads. Then those pads glow and change colour, each finger a different hue of the rainbow. You lift your foot and watch as similar pads form on your toes, before those toes bulge out and your feet spread and flatten, becoming massive cartoonish dog paws. You feel your tailbone twitch and grow, stretching out behind you and starting to wag. Your fur spreads over it, the neon blue turning neon green at the tip. The base of your cock swells up and bulges, as a massive fat red knot forms in it. Your face aches briefly, as your mouth and nose push out forward into a muzzle. Your teeth thicken and become huge and sharp, and your nose glows as it turns neon-green like the tip of your tail. Your hair rises up atop your head and spreads down the back of your neck, as it turns white with neon-red highlights. Your vision is suddenly obscured, as a pair of plastic shutter shades appear on your muzzle, in vivid green colour. Wristbands and rainbow bangles appear on your wrists and arms, and a rainbow pawprint tattoo becomes visible on your right shoulder. A purple tank top with HOT DOG written on it appears on your chest, while your crotch is covered with hot pants, your oversized cock sticking out from one pant leg. Finally, a pair of oversized flipflops appear on your feet, and your change is done. Chris looks at you with awe. You try to speak and tell him this is a little embarrassing, but your mind reels. New thoughts and memories start overwriting your current ones. You...love...gaming. You want to stream fortnite. Studying is lame and partying is rad. Who cares about thinking too much or caring about stuff. You blink and shake your head, then look at the hot stud who made you. In perfect unison, you both point finger-guns at eachother and yell "POGGERS!" The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." You certainly do. You and Chris start a new Twitch channel together, a rather lewd mixture of co-op gaming and making out on screen. You're the perfect couple, because your brains are both identical. Just a pair of dumb horny morons, gaming together and fucking all night and day. <<set $start to false>>

You gulp, and try to explain that you just needed to walk out to grab a quick bite to eat. He shakes his head. "A bite my ass, you are clearly defying the quarantine order", he says. You hear a faint beep in the back of your mind. "Target out of range. New target aquired: Officer Shepherd. Target transformation accepted. My ass." Oh no. While the cop continues to lecture you, he slowly starts to unbuckle his belt. He turns around, and leans over, while pulling down his pants. His wide, round hairy ass stares you in the face, even as he keeps talking. You try to fight it, but your body moves forward one step, then another. It's like you're being dragged along like a puppet. You fall to your knees. Your clothes vanish, disintegrating in a burst of light. You strain your whole body, but you cannot stop yourself from leaning forward and pressing your face right up against the policeman's warm, firm ass. His hole touces your lips, as you almost find yourself kissing it. Your body is being dragged up against him, and you feel strangely wet, and soft, and malleable. Your limbs press into his body, and the warm pulsing of his heartbeat throbs through you. The feeling is so strange and confusing that you close your eyes until the dizziness passes. Then, you open them again. Your face feels puffy and strange. Your cheeks are bulging out, huge and round, and they feel more hairy than before. Your mouth is puckered and tight, and you cannot open it. You feel the cop above and behind you. He stands up, and your face is pushed to angle further down. You can see the backs of his shoes below you, and his muscular legs. He reaches down and pulls up his pants, and they slide over you, and trap you in darkness. You want to deny it, but you can't. You are this random cop's ass. He returns to his beat, and you can only tag along as a helpless passenger. Hours later, when he sits down somewhere, the weight of him presses down firmly onto your face as you're shoved onto some seat cushion. You hear his stomach rumble. "Damn, shouldn't have had that curry last night. Need to pop to the john, be right back", he says to someone. Oh no, please not that. The darkness of his pants is pulled away, and you look down to see the water of a toilet bowl. He sits down again, and starts to grunt. You feel something pushing up at the back of your throat that you don't want to consider. The voice of the machine dings happily in your head. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life."

You ask the officer to please just overlook this, you'll go right back inside immediately. He shakes his head. "Do I look like someone who can let you off? No, this uniform means I gotta uphold the rules!", he says. You hear a faint beep in the back of your mind. "Target out of range. New target aquired: Officer Shepherd. Target transformation accepted. Police Uniform." Your clothing disappears in a flash of light, followed by the cop's clothes. He doesn't seem to notice that his muscular, hairy body is completely nude, with his cock hanging out in front of you. You look down at yourself, and see a strange blue colour spreading over your chest. It's matte and fabric-like, like blue cotton. It spreads more, while similar patches of colour appear on the rest of your body. You lift your hands up, and see black cotton spread over your palms. Your fingers stick together as the cotton covers them, looking like mittens. Then they sag and deflate, hollowing out before falling off your hands and onto the floor. The cop picks them up, and pulls them over his bare feet, and you feel your hands wrapped around his soles and toes. Your feet start to become shiny and black, bulging out as your toes merge into one, and your soles thicken and toughen into rubber. You fall backwards on your ass, leaving your separated feet behind. Your cock and balls bulge out, and then start to flatten. White fabric covers them as they drop to the ground, and inflate out. The cop picks them up, and you realise they're a pair of briefs. You feel your dick rubbing against his legs as he pulls them up over his body, and around his waist. His own cock and balls feel like they're resting inside your sack. Your legs deflate and hollow out, turning black and flopping to the ground. He picks up the pants they have become, and pulls them on, before sliding his feet into what used to be your feet, but are now just leather boots. Your arms and chest slowly flatten, your insides disappearing as the blue fabric takes over. You dangle limply in his grip when he picks you up and pulls you over his manly, powerful chest. You can feel him filling you, and taste his armpits and his hairy belly. All that's left is your head, which flattens and spreads out. Your tongue sticks out and turns into a shiny black brim, while the rest of you becomes blue fabric. He picks up the new hat that your head became, and rests you on his head. "Let that be a lesson to you", he says, before walking off to go back on his beat. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life."

Each time you rubbed and served Chris's feet, the effects of the machine's mental condition seemed to get stronger. This time, it overtakes you completely. You lift his sole and press it onto your face, kissing and nuzzling it like you're totally in love. Then, you crawl on all fours, and roll on your back next to the couch. Chris chuckles, and turns his body, before pressing one of his bare feet on your face, and the other onto your tenting crotch. "Dude, I haven't seen anyone this happy to smell me since my old dog, Bandit", he says. You feel a rush of sudden warmth and excitement flow through your body. "Target transformation accepted. Chris's dog, Bandit." Your clothing vanishes instantly with a flash of light, except for something firm around your neck. You reach up and feel a red leather collar, and look down to see a metal tag on the front, engraved with "Bandit". You try to speak, but all that comes out is a loud bark. "Good boy!", says Chris, and you are suddenly filled with an overwhelming rush of pride and joy. It fills you up inside, almost so much you feel like you will burst. Until suddenly it pushes out below and behind you, as your tailbone grows and extends, and starts to wag and sway frantically. You bark again, as your master rubs and strokes his feet all over you. Wherever he touches, black and white fur starts to sprout and grow, thick and soft. Your bones creak and adjust, your skeleton shifting as your hands and feet raise up into the air, in a quadrupedal stance. Master's foot presses onto your face, and you sniff and nuzzle against him. His scent makes you feel happy and safe, and the feelings grow as your nose becomes dark and wet and sensitive. Your face stretches out, growing into a long snout, while your ears stretch up and flop down. Your head fur becomes black all over, except for your muzzle, which is white, and a line of fur up between your eyes. Your hands and feet clench, pawpads forming, and claws emerging from your fingertips and toes. You roll over, unsteady on four legs, as your mind whirls and grows confused with new memories. You remember being a puppy, and suckling at your mother. Living on a farm with your siblings, until you were picked up by Master and taken home to live with him. Growing up with him, playing fetch, being a good boy and only ever wanting to make him happy. The machine's voice dings happily in your ear. "Permanent transformation set. Enjoy your new life." You don't understand the words its saying, it all just sounds like human barks to you. But it makes you happy anyway, and you wag your tail and roll over with glee. <<set $start to false>>