Jason's father noticed him spitting out his food. His father, Jeff, had an immediate look of concern on his face. "Are you ok?!" Jeff wondered. "Did you not like my cooking??"
Jason sat at his table nearly sputtering. His face turned ghostly white and his mouth was agape. "D-d-dad...your legs...." Jason started.
As he sipped his coffee Jeff looked downwards. From his stomach down to his toes Jeff possessed the figure of the young 20-something year old pop star that Jason was ogling. His dress shirt and tie was now completely cut off by the pecs exposing the start of the change. Nothing covered his new mid-drift. The tight stomach even had a piercing in the belly button. Below that was a pair of tight small denim shorts containing the wide hips and large plump ass Jeff now had. The legs Jason so dearly admired were now attached to Jeff, they were long, toned and encased in sheer black nylon tights ending in a pair of stiletto blue heels. Jeff swallowed his coffee and his eyes went wide as he saw his partial transformation. Oddly enough, he simply stood there and took in the sight.
"DAD!? Are you ok?!" Jason said, snapping out of his trance.
"Yes....I mean, I feel fine." Jeff said as he looked up.
"But your legs...they're...they're..."
"Yes, I can clearly see what happened down there Jason. You don't have to point out the obvious." Jeff said while putting his hands on his new hips.
"And you're ok with this?!" Jason exclaimed.
"I wouldn't say ok." Jeff replied. "I told you not to use your reality bending powers on me, but I suppose I can't stop you."
Jeff began to walk towards Jason. Each click of his new heels sent a jolt through Jason's body. The legs were downright gorgeous and his father's strut didn't help Jason calm down. Jeff almost looked as if he were posing right next to the kitchen table, in full view. "Well, It could be worse. At least you gave me something to wear!" Jeff joked. He turned his ass toward's Jason and put a hand on his butt cheek. "Whoa, haven't felt an ass this firm since college!" Then he bent over to run his hands up and down the nylon clad legs. He turned his head towards Jason. "Well, you desired them, you just gonna sit there and watch or what?" Jeff taunted.
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