Pass out, at least on the first try.

Max sat down before the mysterious machine that had changed his life so much and tried to think of what could have caused him such pain. Was there a 'size' to each change he made and those two changes had been too big? Did one of those two work against the other or previous changes? Perhaps, but how could he test that? He really, REALLY didn't want to try and test out anything truly experimental with the machine right now. He did want to confirm that it still worked though, so Max devised a quick little test. He brought his hands to the keys and typed in, 'What if I had an unused condom in my pocked right now?'

The world flashed white.

And Max was still there, sitting in his chair, completely fine. He quickly patted himself down and found in his left pocket a normal Magnum condom. It wouldn't fit in the slightest, but it was still a fantastic sign.

Max breathed a sigh of relief as he felt a lot of tension he hadn't fully realized he was carrying release.

The machine was still usable, or at least wasn't broken. He just did something wrong with at least one of those two commands in some way. Max brought out a pad of paper and pen to try and start theorizing about what exactly could have been the cause.

He was passed out in his desk chair fifteen minutes later, drooling onto a partial doodle of a very pregnant woman with huge boobs.

Max woke up back in his bed, still feeling like a human chew toy, but he didn't feel as sore as he had before. Shifting himself a bit, he found the tops of two heads resting on his chest, one with long dark hair and the other a light slightly curly blonde. Shifting a little he managed to get a better look at Olivia and Tiffany both snuggled up against him, resting peacefully. He'd definitely been out for awhile judging by the trail of drool that was flowing a bit from Olivia's lips. While she'd definitely started blossoming already from him getting her pregnant, already starting to reach a healthy B-cup size if his guess was right, he was glad to see Olivia still being Olivia. Tiffany apparently just a cuddler though, her arms and legs wrapped possessively around him while she dozed.

Despite the ache in his body, this was a pretty awesome way to wake up, and he didn't even have someone sucking his cock with a good morning blowjob. If it was even morning, Max had no idea.

Max mentally kicked himself as he thought about what he could do next. It might have been a little reckless using the device literally just after feeling like he'd almost died using it. But, it did confirm that at least relatively minor use of it was okay. He was just going to have to focus on resting and recovery first. He'd thought about using the machine to just heal himself, but Max didn't want to risk that just compounding whatever damage he'd done to himself.

Snuggling a bit more into the lovely two bedmates he had, Max figured he could get a head start on some rest.