Chapter #8The next day by: jazza   You woke up to the sun streaming down onto your face. Rubbing your eyes, you rolled over to see that you were sleeping in your parent’s bed. You remembered that you had turned into your Dad last night, and so you were sleeping in his bed. Grinning at this thought, you decided to get up. You walked over to his bureau and grabbed a t-shirt to put on, pausing for a moment to admire yourself in the mirror. Your Dad looked amazing for his age, you had to admit. The results of frequent working out and weight lifting had paid off to give him defined and large muscles which you couldn’t help but flex, grinning to yourself. You were still going through puberty and hadn’t yet grown much body or facial hair and were delighted to rub your hands over your stubble and down your hairy chest and abdomen. Patting the large bulge in your pajama pants, you smiled as you recalled the fun you had last night, teaching Brad how to masturbate, using your Dad’s junk. Throwing on your t-shirt, you went downstairs to breakfast. Your Mom, now wife, had just made pancakes and all of “your” kids were sitting at the table in their pajamas.
“Morning everyone” you said.
“Morning honey” your Mum said smiling at you.
“Morning Dad” your kids, including your father in Brad’s body chorused. You looked over at Brad and your Dad, they seemed to be anxious at trying to fit into their new roles. You wondered what you were going to do with your day.
“So I’m going to take the girls shopping today so it’ll be you and the boy’s home all day. Maybe you could all do something together?” you Mum said hopefully. It was true that you, your Dad and Brad never really spent a lot of time together. Your dad worked a lot and you and Brad had never really gotten along. Maybe this experience could change that.
“Yeah, I’ve got a few ideas of what we can get up to” you said, winking at your ”sons”. They smirked back at you. Your wife gave you a kiss on the cheek and left with the girls to get dressed and ready, leaving you with Brad and your Dad. “So, how are you doing?’ you asked them.
“It was strange waking up in Brad’s bed but it was interesting as well. I think we should spend the day as each other and see what happens. We have to make sure that we act like each other and do what our new bodies would do. So Brad, I want you to clean the kitchen and then take a shower and get dressed. I’ll help you if you like. Andrew, I want you to take a shower and get dressed as well, I thought we could go to the park or something” your Dad said. You were still getting used to your “little brother’ sounding so mature and adult. You had to remind yourself that it was really your Dad in there.
“Alright then, but we have to call each other by our new names. You never know who could be listening, ok boys?” you said, trying to sound adult like your Dad. They grinned at you.”Ok then, Dad” they said. You left them to start the dished and went up to your parent’s room to get dressed.
As you walked in to the bedroom, you saw your Mum standing in just her underwear and trying to choose some clothes to wear. Although you had always known your Mum was attractive, being in your Dad’s body made her seem so much more so. Her long blonde hair curling down past her shoulders, her hips and neck cocked in indecision and she was biting her luscious lips. You felt your groin enflame and grow with desire. You Mum turned to look at you and saw the buldge in your pajama pants.
“Not now tiger, you wait until tonight. I thought we could spend some quality time together. Just wait and see what I have in store for you” you Mum said wickedly as she grabbed a sundress and quickly put it on. “I’ll see you later then honey” she said giving you a quick peck on the cheek. You cheek flushed red with heat, as you had to remind yourself that she was your Mum and that you had to get ready for your day out with your “sons”
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