Take "Experimental VCBMNT #1"

You decide not to take the risk of using any more of your sister's crazy inventions without Jessie there to tell you what they do. It's a really, really good thing that Jessie came to help - you never really realized that he was smart enough to work with your sister - or that he'd be nice enough to help you. Or that he could go from geek to h-

You feel another wave of warmth and light-headedness. You lean against the table, hand pressed against your feminine looking chest, your heart beating fast within as you fight off the pill-induced feelings of alien arousal.

Shit. This just can't continue.

Once you've calmed down, you grab the canister marked "Experimental VCBMNT #1" from the table, and make your way back up to Jessie. At the top of the steps you make a conscious effort to keep the sexy sway from your walk, but the most you manage to do is screw your face up in a look of intense concentration as you sashay up to him, canister held against your chest.

Jessie looks up as you approach and grins at you, which, to your horror, makes you feel strangely fuzzy.

"Good news! I think I can fix CARA enough to get her to change how you look, but we'll need to wait until my access levels are completely restored."

"That's... that's great Jessie!" You can?t help but smile back at him. What a friend!

He stands up, towering over you again, seemingly more than before. You can't be... shrinking, can you?

"Is this it?" you ask, handing him the container. "I really, really need something for these meds..."

Jessie looks at the canister, and a wide grin spreads across his face. "This is perfect {firstname}. Now we're cooking. Great job!"

You feel a surge of pleasure at the compliment and quickly brush your long hair across your face to hide your red cheeks. This is ridiculous. And embarrassing as hell.

"Let's get this over with," you say, speaking in as deep a voice as you can, glad there's still some way to assert your masculinity. "What do I do now?"

"Nothing much," Jessie says, as he takes off the top of the canister to reveal a tiny syringe. "Just bare your neck and let me inject you with this."

You stare at the canister. "Wait, wait, you haven't told me what's in it yet..."

Jessie shrugs. "It's a set of small machines that can respond to commands. I've ordered them to destroy traces of the pleasure ****, but I need to get them into your system for them to do any good."

You lick your lips, and stare at the small needle. You're not very good with injections...