Yes he can

He squelches the little voice objecting at the back of his mind choosing instead to embrace the transgressive thrill of borrowing her teenage body.

He climbs up onto the bed counting on her being too distracted to notice him. She is laying on her belly her bare legs waving in the air as she taps at her phone. She is wearing one of her very short skirts that he would normally disapprove of but on this occasion it presents him with a perfect route for easy access.

Relying on his alien instincts again he makes his move. In a flash he pushes his slug like body under her cotton panties and into her defenseless asshole.

He gasps as he finds himself occupying a female body once more. He sits up feeling the weight of her breasts shift on his chest.

“Don't worry sweetie” he tells the empty air “daddy just needs to borrow you for a little bit.”

He jumps up and goes to her mirror smirking at the slight but noticeable jiggle the sudden movement produces. He checks himself over watch the girl in the mirror copy his every move. He feels a slight pang of guilt as his hands roam over his body, squeezing his firm tits and tight backside. He would normally be disgusted by the idea of feeling up his beloved daughter but somehow the fact that it is his body right now makes him okay with it. Besides it feels amazing, not just being a girl (although the way his pussy tingles as he plays with his breasts is certainly very nice) but also being a teenager again. Everything seems brighter, sharper through Hannah’s eyes. He stretches enjoying being free from all the aches and pains he had come accept as normal with his middle aged body. On impulse he drops into a splits giggling as his skirt rides up to show his panties.

“Heh, been awhile since I could do anything like this” he says “oh, who am I kidding I was never this flexible. It's enough to make me glad I paid for all those gymnastics lessons.”

As he experiments with his borrowed body a beep brings his attention back to Hannah's phone. He sees she is involved in several conversations.

First her college aged friend Tyrone is inviting her to a house party. Below that her school friend Becky is suggesting they go shopping together. Finally a boy, whose name he doesn't recognise, wants to know if she is “down to chill?”

He reads over the messages without replying yet. The idea of meeting her friends and living her life for a few hours has a certain appeal. On the other hand he is tempted to blow them off and just enjoy some alone time with Hannah’s body.