You assess your new body

It took you a few moments after swinging your feet out from the bed to getting your bearings and then step by step you made it to the bathroom for the room. A few more moments until you reached for the light, turned it on, and then closed the door behind you.

Even with the hospital gown on you, and nothing could ever be so tastefully bland as these garments, you still could feel the difference between yourself and your father. You stood at a respectable 5'11"-6'00", not bad for a 18 year-old kid, but here you knew you were a good 4 to 5 inches taller. You looked at your reflection in the mirror as you stood there, running a hand on your chin (your dad's chin, you thought, but only for a moment) and feeling his skin under your fingertips. You had lost 22 years, now going to your dad's 42 year-old body, but you definitely could appreciate how well he took care of it. Partly genetics, your grandparents on your dad's side were much younger looking than you would've thought possible, but with a youthful appearance came a sense of more energy, more vitality.

Even going to the toilet, where you lifted the gown up and held your new cock in your hands, you could sense the difference between the two of you even there. You were not ashamed to admit that while younger and more likely to be ready faster, your dad's body had just a more mature manly appearance and feel to it. You were now sure that your new body was longer, thicker, even while flaccid it felt like it was near the length that you had been while hard. The idea that your hands were now touching another man's genitals, even though it was now your own, seemed almost too crazy to believe.

You flushed the toilet and turned to look at your face again in the mirror, pausing a moment to turn your head one way and then to the other before leaning down close to look at your face. Right where Kerry and Saunders stated, you could see the incision area where they had done the transplanting of your brain, or a part of it more correctly, into your father's. You knew where to look so it wasn't too random but if you didn't, and you suspected no one else outside of the team that treated your family, no one would know that you were really Tim Connors inside of his father's body.

You were pretty much fucked if you wanted to get out of this mess.