You wake up, grunting as you realize you'd fallen asleep. All you can really see is your massive beard spread out over your massive chest where your chest hair is nearly tangled with it. Though that just makes you smile and you rub the side of your gut as you sit there on your car crushing ass on a couch that would likely be custom made had you not already changed reality. Speaking of that, you feel your body start to shake steadily and hear the stomping, thudding, booming sound of footsteps coming closer. You look over to the entry of the living room and see that it's basically been expanded to the point that the living room is one room with the kitchen in the center and a series of massive beds on the opposite side.
What really catches your eye, though, is the absolute unit of a man waddling from the cartoonishly huge fridge. Covered in dark hair and a massive beard to rival your own, long hair down his shoulders making him look like some kind of ballooned god, is your dad. He has to be at least 8 feet tall now and as fat as you are which makes your column of a cock spurt a huge gush of cum onto the floor in front of you. You take in his absolutely mammoth size, watching his hairy fat bounce and sweat drip and bounce off of it as he shifts side to side to waddle. His gait is affected by his giant thighs but also because he has such hugely bloated balls that he'd have to waddle just to be able to move them. They're not touching the ground just yet but they're damn close. Plus the hair on them is, in fact, touching the floor with there being so much of it. Your nose wrinkles as you get a whiff of both of your manly musk mingling together and making the air spicy and thick. It turns you on just as much as anything else. It seems your dad has also gone through that second puberty and is a gigantic brute of a man just like you.
"Finally up, son?" your dad says, his voice low and deep so every word is like thick, slow moving honey.
You groan a bit as you squirt another big blast of cum just listening to him.
"Yeah, sorry, just had to get in a nap," you reply, your own voice so deep you feel it resonate in your chest.
"Heh, no need to apologize, boy! Though, I bet you're..."
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