Poolside Surprises

Walter chuckled, clearly amused by Peter's discomfort. He knew he was pushing his son's buttons, but it was just too tempting. "Come on, spit it out. I can see it written all over your face."

Peter hesitated, shifting uncomfortably in his seat before finally blurring out, "You look just like Leni! You know, the girl from my class? It's kinda weird, Dad. Seeing you like this..."

Walter leaned back in his lounger, stretching his—now her—arms above her head with a satisfied smile. "Well, Peter, you ain't seen nothing yet. Let me tell you about the perks of this new form. For starters, I get all the attention from the guys here. They can't keep their eyes off me." He paused, a mischievous glint in his eye. "And it's not just the guys. The ladies are taking notice too. I mean, can you blame them? This body is a magnet."

He winked at Peter, who rolled his eyes but couldn't help a small smile. "Dad, you're embarrassing me," Peter muttered, but Walter just laughed it off.

"So, you know Leni pretty well, huh?" Walter asked, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Does she give you trouble in class? Or maybe she's the one causing all the ruckus?"

Peter blushed slightly. "N-no, she's actually really nice. Everyone likes her."

Walter raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? And what about you, Peter? Do you like her?" She leaned in, a playful smile on her face.

Peter stammered, "W-what? No, I mean, she's okay, I guess."

Walter laughed softly. "You know, it's okay to have a crush, Peter. In fact, I think Leni would make a great girlfriend for you. Too bad she's not here to see all this." She gestured to herself, emphasizing her current form.

Peter looked away, clearly flustered. "Yeah, yeah, whatever, Dad. Just don't go making a scene."