He needed a job now and didn't know how long this would take so he looked through the various openings for something that sounded not that bad. There was one job that caught his eye and seemed a bit different from the rest. While most jobs were looking for a wife or something more explicit there was a job listed as "Looking for a friend" and what was also weird about the job is that the "employer" listed wasn't a man's name it was a woman named Morgan Miller. Interested Jesse clicked on the add and it seemed innocent just looking for a friend? It didn't have much information on the ads. Clicking on Morgan's name it opened her profile revealing a very sexy looking woman with dirty blonde wavy hair and green eyes and sun kissed skin. She looked about 40 or so and was in a dress that looked sexy yet professional with a background that seemed like a expensive home.
After some debating Jesse applied for the job and was accepted instantlly before he got an email with some information about where to go tomorrow and head to bed. That following morning he went to a medical office where they injected him with a small tube of nanobots. He was confused since nothing seemed to have changed but was told his employer didn't set any alterations yet, and he was sent on his way. The next week he was full of anxiety wondering if he'd suddenly change or how this would work. What would he look like? Would it hurt? What would being a friend in this context be like?
Finally Monday came and he went to the address he was giving in the email. It was a large and expensive house. He rang the door bell and there was Morgan. She was wearing a tight red dress that showed her figure some a good amount of cleavage on display. He couldn't help but look at her tits and she clearly noticed as he looked up to her glaring at him. She rolled her eyes telling him to come in and saying "well at least you'll probably get along with my son."
Jesse was confused and asked "Your son?" She nodded as she walked to her purse sitting on a table in the hallway and fishing our her phone. "Yes you'll be his friend from now on. He's not very social and not many kids his age want to hang out with him." She sighed. Jesse thought that he guessed that made sense. Having to hang out with some spoiled kid wouldn't be so be he thought. Jesse asked " what is he like?" She would turn her phone to him and reveal an 18 year old boy who looked like the ultimate nerd. Thick glasses, a few pimples, pale skin, messy greesy looking hair, clearly he was short and very skinny, he was wearing an anime shirt in a bedroom full of figures. While Jesse was thinking about what a loser this boy looked like Morgan closed the photo and clicked and app with a WW logo on it.
Jesse would start to feel dizzy as his whole body tingled...
