Driving and Entering

When Jacob got down to the car, he could not find his father. Instead he saw his ex-girlfriend standing right next to his beaten up old car.

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She was holding the keys in her hand, swinging them around.

"Alexa," Jacob asked, "what are you doing here?"

"Think again," Alexa said, in his dad's voice.

"I should have known," Jacob said. "Are you gonna keep doing stuff like this?"

'Yes," Walter said. "She was a nice girl and left you because you had no ambition. This is to remind you that you piss away every opportunity you are given."

"Give me the keys," Jacob said, and snatched the keys away from Alexa-Walter.

"If you kept a job you could have a better car than this," Walter said.

"I don't have to take you anywhere," Jacob said.

"You don't have to live here," Walter spat back.

Jacob grumbled, but turned the key in the ignition. His father sat, prim and proper, almost looking like Alexa had.

"So what exactly do I do?" Jacob asked at last.

"Oh that's simple," his dad said, still in his Walter voice. Why did that make him hotter?

"Simple how?"

"All you have to do is look for the people that look like they have money. Bring them over to me, and tell them to ask questions. Anything they want. They'll see how good the device is and I'm sure they'll help pay for it."

"Like what kind of questions?"

"Anything technical."

"Hmm," Jacob said, thinking out loud, "like if all of your changes? Are your genitals working?"

"Yes, they can ask that," Walter said. "The answer is yes. They're 100% functional and real."

"Can I check?" Jacob asked.

"Uh...." Walter didn't know what to say, so Jacob reached over and slapped his dad's tits. They felt the same.

He also lifted up Walter's dress to check.

"No cock," Jacob said.

Walter fumed and slapped Jacob back. "No son of mine--" he started.

Jacob shrugged off the slap.

"Yes, I got no dick now, son," Walter said, "but I am still your father and still in charge of you. I can still kick you out of home. And I can go around in this body saying anything I want about what you did to me... I am the man in charge, go that!"

"Yes, sir," Jacob fumed. He knew he would have to find some way to get back at his father. He just wasn't sure how just yet.

They drove in silence for a while, further on down the road. The expo was quite far away. Finally, they got there, and Jacob got out. He watched his dad turn back into himself, stretch out for a bit, and then swap back into the Swedish swim champions body.

"I'm going to go find our booth," his dad said. "You got see if you can scout investors."

Walking around the parking lot for a bit, Jacob didn't find investors. He did however see a woman on the side of the road wearing a fur coat. A car stopped and she got in.

This had Jacob thinking. Maybe he could get back at his dad somehow.

While Jacob was hatching his plan, Walter tried to check in to his booth. He had the right paperwork, but when he rolled to the check in, he was regarded with suspicion.

"Booth number?"

"Sixty-nine."

"Nice try," the man at the check in desk said.

"No, really, number sixty nine," Walter said. He handed over the paper work. The clerk looked it over and then looked at Walter. "You don't look like a Walter."

"Do I sound like one?" Walter asked.

"Maybe," the clerk said, "but that's kinda a hot voice for a woman, all man-like."

"I'm Swedish," Walter tried. "We don't have those sorts of hang ups there." Walter looked at the clerk, and then thought: wait a minute, I am in this body, I might as well use it. He pushed the papers aside, and sat on the clerk's lap.

"Maybe we just have a good time right here, you and me," he said. "You would like that?"

The clerk nodded. Walter bent over just enough so that the clerk could see his breasts. "Want to see a little more?"

The clerk nodded again.

"Then let me in and come see me at my booth, dear," Walter said. He leaned over and kissed the clerk on the cheek, whispering, "I will show you so much more."

"That's cute, and you're very hot," the clerk said. "But nothing I haven't seen..."