divergence in the beam’s trajectory

It really looked like that beam was blasting Walter but it got within one centimeter of him before splitting in two, bending backwards, and hitting Peter and Tim. The beam stopped but there was no evidence that anything had changed.

The boys were examining their bodies, which looked as they always had. Both sons were slender. Peter was blond with little peach fuzz on his face. Tim had chestnut hair and a little mustache he’d grown out recently. Walter and Tim were about 5’9” whereas Peter was 5’5”.

“I don’t get it dad, you said you’d look completely different. And why did the beam hit us instead?” Asked Tim.

“Well I should look completely different to you both now. You see, I turned you both gay,” explained Walter.

“What?!” Objected Peter. He instantly whipped his phone out and googled ‘hot chick tits out’ to see his own reaction to it.

“You can’t do this dad, I have a girlfriend!!” Screamed Tim.

Peter had his hand down his pants and was desperately trying to make himself hard looking at women.

“Yes, and you can choose to stay with your girlfriend. You just won’t feel anything sexual or romantic with her,” said Walter showing no remorse.

“Ahhh! Dad why did you do this?! I can’t even get hard from girls anymore,” said Peter, looking up from his phone. As he looked up he couldn’t help but notice his dad’s little package in his tighty whities, and his chest hair. He hated that noticing these things was actually turning him on where the girl porn failed. This was his own father for fuck’s sake, he shouldn’t be wondering what kind of sausage the man was working with.

“Why did I do it? Because I’m always reading about boys wanting to get it in with their mothers. I thought it could be fun to be wanted that way. To not be just your dad, but your ‘hot dad’ instead.

To make matters more interesting, I’m allowing you boys to touch me however and whenever you like,” said Walter pervertedly.

“I’m not going to pleasure the guy who ruined my relationship!” Yelled Tim. He stormed away to go let his anger subside.

“Dad, please put some clothes on..” said Peter, trying not to check his hot dad out more as he was leaving.

“Your mother’s on a business trip for a week. I think I’ll be wearing my briefs around a lot this week,” Walter retorted smugly. It was gonna be a long week for the boys.