Proffesionalizer: Design Flaw

John was frozen in place. Sounds, horrible and beautiful and unknown sounds played straight into his head, making it impossible for him to move. As he cursed his own idiocy the pain began. What happens when a car is used as a boat? What happens when pharmaceuticals are used in a way that they weren't designed for? John had designed the Professionalizer specifically for women and, well, he wasn't one. He had no idea what could happen, for he never even thought that would be the case. Or he would be wondering such things, if the pain of a thousand knives slicing open his nervous system wasn't strangling his mind. He tried to scream, to move, to tense, but nothing happened. His body was frozen. His mind was assaulted. What would become of him, as his brain was slowly but thoroughly fried?