Enzo accepts his new body

As Enzo turned every which way in front of his bathroom mirror, he felt as though he didn't know who he was anymore. Gone were his dreams of becoming a muscle-bound stud; he was objectively femme now.

His skin was smooth, soft and pale. His formerly-brown hair had turned a mottled blonde. He had an ass to make a pornstar jealous, and even his lips were bee-stung. To anyone looking at him now, Enzo looked like a femboy, or trans.

It had all felt so good... He hadn't been able to stop himself at school. It was like his mind was lost in a cloud. The ****... It must have been Gary's **** that did all this to him. He needed to give him a piece of his mind.

Enzo dressed himself, squeezing his widened hips into a pair of sweat pants before marching downstairs. He found Gary in the living room, watching TV.

"Morning, Son," Gary said, glancing up. "Looking good!"

"No! Gary, that's not--You don't--" Enzo's frustration was undercut by his now high-pitched voice. "This isn't what I wanted. Look at me! I'm turning into some kind of bimbo. This has to be because of all those **** you gave me. They're not working."

"I'd say they're working a treat. Look, Son, calm down. You may be having trouble adjusting, but everyone's body goes through changes--"

"This isn't normal, Gary. This is your **** turning me into some... Some kind of Alpha cocksleeve!"

Gary paused, reaching down to adjust his pants. "What's your point?"

Enzo started pacing around the living room, flicking his wrists in exasperation as he went.

"My point, Gary, is that I wanted to be like an Alpha. Like you, like Marcus... But instead of looking more like you guys, every day I look more and more like Mom!"

"And what's so bad about that? Your mother is a wonderful, gorgeous woman, and I treasure every day I spend with her. I understand that you want to be an Alpha, but that's just not in the cards. Didn't you enjoy it when I helped you out the other day?"

"Helped me out? You stuffed your cock down my throat and filled me with cum for breakfast--Then at school my body kept changing, until I looked like some modded slut. In gym it was like the whole class went nuts... They just came at me, and filled me up, again and again--I mean, yeah, I didn't stop them or anything... It felt really good, and all those loads tasted--But that's what I'm saying! Your **** are making me want this. I don't!"

Gary let out a deep sigh. "I get it. Everything's been changing so fast for you. First I come into your family's life, then your mother and I are engaged. Then you want to be more like me. Or maybe you just wanted in on the action, one way or another?" He raised an eyebrow. "Then, you start having feelings you'd never had before... Sure, I loaded up on **** to help your body along, but I didn't take anything to mess with your head. Your feelings are your own."

"Are you serious?" Enzo stared off into space. "Then... All this... I really did love it. That was real. Oh my God... Dad, I..."

"That's the first time you've called me that, Son." Gary couldn't help but smile.

When Enzo's gaze returned to his future stepfather, his expression had changed entirely. He looked less confused, almost determined. "If this is real--Like, really real--Then I want to keep going... But with the way I look now..." He took a deep breath. "Dad... Do you think this makes me less of a man?"

"Oh, Son..." sighed Gary, as he wrapped Enzo in a warm embrace. His hands went a little lower than the usual comforting hug, squeezing Enzo's pumped-up butt cheeks instead. "You'll always be my boy. You're not turning into a woman, you're just... Becoming the type of guy you were always meant to be: a big-booty femboy who takes dick better than any blank-eyed bimbo. And I should know."

Enzo leaned into Gary for support, grinding his rear against his firm grip. "Thanks so much, Dad. You know just what to say. I wonder if this means I'm bi, or--"

Gary chuckled. "Forget the labels, Enzo. For a local like you, pleasing Alpha dick is all that really matters."

Enzo made a sound somewhere between a moan and a sigh, snuggling against the Alpha he respected most of all.

"Speaking of Alpha dick," he said. "You still haven't had a chance to try out my ass." He gave it a little wiggle. "...And I can feel how much you want to."

"Sure thing." Gary's smile widened. "You're the best son an Alpha could ever ask for, you know that?"