Dad’s off Women

Jeremy had had the chronivac, (a wondrous mini computer the size of a tablet, capable of altering an individual or reality), for a few weeks now. The only thing he’d been ballsy enough to try was using it to change his hair color from blond to red. He could’ve altered reality so that everyone would think he’d always been a ginger but he decided to go the route of telling people that he dyed it. A fateful decision.

“Where is it?” Asked Jeremy’s dad Rolf knowingly.

Rolf was a manly man. Even though he was only 5’8”, he had lots of muscle and a fair beer belly. His hair was salt and pepper, cut short. His eyes were brown and on his face was a very full beard and mustache combo.

Jeremy, on the other hand, was nothing like his super masculine father. He was normally blond, with mid length hair. His eyes were blue and his face was clean shaven, as he couldn’t grow a very filled out beard/mustache. He was 5’10 and pretty skinny.

“Where’s what?” Jeremy played dumb. How did his dad know about the chronivac? He wondered.

“The chronivac, I know you have it,” said Rolf.

“That thing that can change reality? Dad, you actually believe in that?” Jeremy doubled down.

He couldn’t believe that his dad guessed it. The existence of the chronivac was still unsubstantiated. Only rumors circulated around the internet about it. Even Jeremy didn’t know how or why he’d been sent it without a return address.

“Cut the crap, you know as well as I do that you don’t have the money to get your hair dyed, and no dye job in the world could get that natural a color. I don’t wanna keep your chronivac, I just wanna use it,” said Rolf, playing with Jeremy’s new hair and alternating to rubbing his shoulders.

Jeremy was melting like butter in his father’s strong hands. He was openly gay but living in a gay desert. He’d never confided in anyone that he was attracted to his own dad.

“Okay dad, you caught me. I’ve got one. What did you want to use it for?” Asked Jeremy.

“Well, I’m over women,” started Rolf. Jeremy’s jaw practically fell out of his mouth. He didn’t know if his hot ass dad was gonna ask him to use the chronivac to turn himself gay, but he hoped that that was where this was going.

Rolf continued, “I’m sick and tired of your mother turning me down for sex, and then not being able to have sex with someone else without it making ME the bad guy. Do you see where I’m going with this?”

“I think so...but you’re gonna have to spell it out for me or I won’t be able to give you the right transformation,” Jeremy replied.

“Well I was thinking, If I had all the fun bits I like about women, then I wouldn’t need any women to have sex with to satisfy my urges,” said Rolf.

Gross, thought Jeremy, this was not going where he had hoped.

“I just want to be a hot thirty year old woman from the bottom of my neck to above my thighs. That way I can cover up with clothes when I want to be about my business and nobody will be any the wiser about my lady parts,” said Rolf blushing.

“Okay, I think I know the right transformation,” said Jeremy. He pulled the chronivac out of his pocket and started modifying the ‘women’s model life’ transformation. He unhighlighted the arms, neck, head, and legs. He liked his dad’s male ass too much, so he secretly unhighlighted that as well. Now only the highlighted body parts would transform into that of a female model in her 30s. He hit submit and told his dad that they were a go.

Even under the thick leather jacket he was wearing, it was apparent that Rolf’s beer belly was no more. Forgetting himself in front of his son, he started to strip in front of his son’s full length bedroom mirror. Soon he was entirely naked, revealing a smooth trimmed waist, breasts, and his very own vagina. He didn’t even realize that he still had his hairy man ass behind him that his own son was ogling. He immediately started going for his boobs, rubbing his nipples while staring at them in the mirror. His excitement had his new anatomy wet.

To an outsider this would’ve been a freakish sight. A middle aged man fondling the portions of his body that were practically cut and pasted from a female model. His bearded face red with both lust and embarrassment. Jeremy was surprisingly turned on. He’d never been attracted to women’s bodies before, but then again, this was a man’s body. His dad’s masculine face reminded him of that.

Rolf sat down in front of the mirror and spread eagle with his ass and his cootch facing his reflection. It was the first time since the transformation that he realized he still had a male ass. He wasn’t mad, more just looking on in fascination.

“Oh yeah buddy,” Rolf addressed his new vagina, “you and I are gonna get real well acquainted.”

Rolf took the plunge and put one of his beefy fingers into his new hole. Jeremy was not prepared for the whorish moan which escaped his father’s lips in that moment. Rolf even surprised himself. He’d never really wanted to be fucked before, but his new desire to was making him as giddy as a school girl. Worth noting that none of these psychological changes resulted from the chronivac changes which were only physical. He also should probably have been going somewhere more private to enjoy his transformation, but it was so much kinkier having his son witness the aftermath.

Rolf kneeled there in front of the mirror, slowing pulling his beefy finger out and pushing it back into his new orifice while his other hand groped his boob. He moaned all the while, not the least bit turned off that his own bearded head, and hairy arms and legs were on this body. In fact, he was kind of making sexy faces at himself in the mirror, and moaning all the while.

“Damn,” said Rolf exasperatedly, “I thought that once I had this anatomy at my disposal I wouldn’t need anyone to have sex with. But now all I want is to feel a penis go inside. Hey, now we have something in common, son! Oh, sorry, you probably don’t wanna hear about your dad wanting to get fucked in his vagina. I forgot you don’t like vag.”

“I mean...” said Jeremy, alluding down to his own crotch where a clear boner was fully formed under his sweatpants.

“Oh my god, I made you hard?! Can I see it?” Asked Rolf. He was looking at his son’s package like it was presents under a Christmas tree.

Jeremy happily obliged by pulling down his pants and underwear. He never thought his straight dad would be asking to see his boner. Rolf had pulled his finger out of his front and was rubbing his clit and lips with it while he watched his son strip.

“It ain’t much, but it’s what I’m working with,” said Jeremy about his five inch boner with good thickness.

“Nothing to be ashamed of in the slightest. It’s as long as mine is and maybe a hair thicker. Or mine was,” said Rolf, looking down at his wet front again.

“Hey dad?” Asked Jeremy meekly.

“Yeah son?” Asked Rolf, still staring at Jeremy’s cock while diddling himself.

“Tell me to fuck off, but you’ve wanted to try penis since trying your finger, and I’ve never been with a guy with a vag before...it might sound crazy, but can I fuck you?” Asked Jeremy.

“God I was hoping you would ask that. I was literally planning the quickest route to the town sex shop in my head. But the real deal is probably so much better than a dildo. If it gets too weird for you, we can stop whenever,” said Rolf.

Rolf got up and embraced his son, both fully naked. The parts that weren’t original to Rolfs body felt weird to Jeremy, but he took one look at his father’s handsome face and the weirdness didn’t matter anymore. He wasn’t planning this, but Rolf kissed his son, full on frenchy. It was like a thank you for the wonderful sensations of his new body and of his son’s youthful body and hard cock against it. His beard tickled his son’s shaven face.

Rolf laid back onto Jeremy’s bed and spread his labia as an invitation. He watched intently as his son stuck him, and somehow felt no remorse for letting his son bang him. It was really hot actually.

Rolf tweaked the nipples on his breasts while his son pumped his cunt. His head rolled back in pleasure, but kept being lifted up again so that he could see the sexy expressions that Jeremy was making while fucking him. He had no idea that men looked so sexy in the act, it was really getting him off, being his son’s fuck.

“Ohhh, fuck me sonn!” Moaned Rolf.

Jeremy’s hands traveled around his dad’s backside and he grabbed his dad’s hairy cheeks for the final stretch. He increased the tempo and power of his thrusts until father and son reached climax together. They found themselves making out for a while after that, with Jeremy still inside Rolf. Rolf was running his hands through his son’s beautiful red hair again while they did so.