Get some clothes

"Not only do you smoke weed and listen to music like that, but you're also gay or what?" she continued.

"Oh shit, I'm not gay! Let me out of here!" it came from Martin and he awkwardly tried to get up. But he hit the coffee table and landed next to Walter. As he rolled onto his back, his cock was clearly visible. Walter looked down in disbelief.

Martin then realized he had a clear view right between Walter's legs, which made him even harder despite his totally dazed state of mind thinking how hot this was!

Tim tossed a pair of freshly washed sweats at his transformed dad. The scent was comforting, and Walter had to admit it was a thoughtful gesture amidst the chaos.

"Here," Tim said, throwing a red t-shirt from across the room. Within moments, Walter was decently covered, his new form hidden beneath the loose clothing.

Walter grinned, his voice still deep and masculine. "Thought you boys wanted a show."

His roommate chuckled, "Not quite that sudden. But hey, you wanna play some karts?"

Walter shrugged nonchalantly.

"Sure, if you're ready to have your little ass owned by Bowsette."