A writer gets the same cognitive implant as the woman he loves, and his body begins, slowly, to become hers.
Declan and Sera have been together three years. She got her XSync over a year ago; he finally gets his, and the first night the channel opens between them he feels her body from the inside, half a second behind real time, his own hands on her arriving from both sides at once.
The next day, the essay that wouldn't open for six months opens in an afternoon. The words arrive before he reaches for them. He stops being able to tell which sentences are his. And around ten that first morning, there's a weight on his chest that wasn't there the night before, and a shirt that snags where it never used to.
It doesn't stop at the chest. The hips widen. The jeans won't button, then the shoes go loose at the heel, and Sera comes home and takes in the whole shape of it at once before she can manage her face.
Version Control is a literary transformation novel about a man being remade from the inside out by a technology nobody will explain - and what's wearing him by the time he understands.
