Cravings

Tom looked around the fridge. He was still hungry, and the pain was starting to return. He saw the protien shakes his wife had bought. He was convinced there was a better way to get more protien, but they would do for now. He drank three of them quickly, and the pangs finally subsided. With it, he felt his cock become half hard. Was this his default now? How could it not be, if he turned the women in the house into his own personal harem?

There was the question of Logan. What would happen to him? Would he become a girl? Tom wasn't sure he liked that. He always wished Logan would be more of a son or a friend to him. Though the idea of Tom taking a turn with Charly wasn't bad.

Tom heard the shower turn off and he peeked to see Wanda leaving the shower, her hair up in a towel turban and her body on display. He thought of how fun it would be to have the tight, young woman riding his cock, and he began to feel himself up. He wasn't sure it was the right time to ask yet.

_So my cum improves moods and makes women slutty. Good to know. Maybe it would help Julia with her depression,_ he mused. He considered grabbing a spare squeeze bottle like he used for the syrups at work and trying to fill it today to give to Julia. So he did - he wanted to see how many loads he could drop in a day. He had done three already, and two of them filled the squeeze bottle halfway. He wrote on it with a permanent marker "thickening syrup" and put it in the fridge, knowing no one would use it here.

He grabbed a wheel of cheese and ate it quickly before going out into the living room. Protien seemed to be key. He wandered back to the bedroom to take a better look at himself.

He was still a man in his late 30s, though his dad bod had tightened up a little. His slight stubble worked with his dark brown hair and the slight greying at the temples. His blue eyes had a bit more life to them. That and his cock was huge now. He could live with all these changes.

His revelry at himself was interrupted by a pounding on the door. He went down to answer it after redressing, only to see his Wanda had already answered it in her sweatshirt and a skirt.

"Daddy, the door's for you!" Wanda cried out. Tom sighed when he saw who it was that waited for him.