Stay here but there's a problem

**** to avoid explaining to your dad why you are parading around with his wife's lower body you waste no time. You peel off the tight-fitting yoga pants to reveal smooth female legs and a neatly trimmed pussy. Frustrating as it is not to have more time to enjoy your new parts you know there will be other chances. You free yourself from the clinging spandex and grab your jeans from the floor. You can hear your dad moving about downstairs. He goes into the kitchen and you almost yell with relief when you hear the coffee percolator sputter to life. That will buy you a few minutes at least. But the apparent lucky break is short-lived. In your hurry and unused to your altered center of gravity you trip landing with a loud thump on your backside.

"Honey?" your farther's voice calls up the stairs "Is that you? I thought you were going out..."

His heavy footfalls start climbing the stairs as you yank your jeans up. You'll tell him you were looking for clean laundry, that should explain your presence. But even as you think it you hit a snag, a big snag in the shape of your big womanly ass. You stretch and strain but your skinny cut boy's jeans refuse to go any higher than the top of your full thighs. You try again tugging at the waistband hard enough to make your butt bounce but there is no way you can see to get them all the way on. There is also no sign of the tingling sensation of transformation. It seems your powers only kick in when the clothes at least mostly fit. There's a pair of sweat pants in your room you could squeeze into but they might as well be on the moon at this point. Without them, there is no way for you to change back!

"Hun?" your dad calls again "John, is that you buddy?"

He is right outside the door and you have only moments to act.