Jacob explains (sort of...)

Jacob scrubbed a hand down his face, still half-laughing, half-dying inside.

“Okay, look,” he told Steve, keeping his voice low like the living room might somehow report them. “Long story. Short version: that’s not some random hot Asian chick who wandered in. That’s… basically my dad. New invention. Body thing. Don’t ask how it works, I barely get it. Just… go with it.”

Steve’s eyes stayed locked on the swaying hips and the heavy tits that kept moving even when David tried to stand still. “Your dad.”

“Yeah.”

“The pastor.”

“Yeah.”

Steve’s jeans were already tenting hard. He didn’t even try to hide it. “And we’re both hard looking at him. Is that gay?”

Jacob snorted. “He’s got tits the size of my head and a waist you could wrap both hands around. I’m pretty sure the gayness cancels out.”

“Does he even have girl parts?” Steve asked, voice cracking with pure curiosity. “Like… full set? Or is it still just your dad’s dick tucked somewhere weird?”

Jacob glanced at the body currently fighting the lingering hip-sway command. “Pretty sure it’s the full set. He offered to let me test-drive it earlier. Blowjob, titjob, the works.”

Steve’s mouth fell open. “No fucking way.”

“Way.” Jacob’s own cock was already half-hard in his sweatpants just from the conversation. “And I don’t even know what gets him going now. Tits? Cock? Both? Neither? Dude’s been married to Mom forever and suddenly he’s standing there with a pussy.”

Steve licked his lips. “Only one way to find out.”

Jacob felt a slow, dirty grin pull at his mouth. “Experiment time.”

David—still trapped in Miss Saijou’s body—made a strangled sound that was half his own voice and half Alexa’s calm cadence. “Jacob. This is highly irregular data collection. I must insist on proper controls and—”

The sentence cut off as another porn title tried to force its way out. He clamped his new lips shut, eyes wide with equal parts scientific outrage and something hotter he refused to name.

Steve was already reaching for his belt.