A creamy disguise

As Walter initiated the transformation sequence, a bright ray of light emanated from the iBod, enveloping Tim in its glowing embrace. Tim sat down on the bed as instructed, his expression a mix of anticipation and apprehension. The light pulsed, and within seconds, Tim's form shifted and changed, leaving behind a shimmering puddle of cum on the bedsheets.

"Tim?" Walter asked, his voice laced with concern as he looked at the puddle that was his son.

The puddle rippled slightly, and a voice emerged, clear and distinct despite the unusual source. "I'm here, Dad. I can still talk."

Walter let out a sigh of relief. "That's... that's good. Just don't move around too much, okay? I don't want you spilling everywhere."