Defeated, you sigh and begin to pack away the tools, regretting now the trading of your dad's ultra-rare Earth artifacts. Your dad slumps back into the mold of his body that has formed in the chair over the years, twitching slightly as the lights from the visor flicker before his vacant eyes. You wonder what it is the two of them are experiencing in the virtual world and how good it must be for them to abandon their bodies, their lives, and their son out here for so long.
With a rush of anger, your hand tightens around the spray-on-skin applicator. "Fine. If you don't want your bodies, maybe somebody else can find a use for them."
You had selected the liquid skin to match your dad's pasty-white skin tone, but you unclip the cartridge and slot in a new one of a fetching caramel brown colour. Holding the device up to his face, the tanned skin sprays across his vacant facial features as a fine, golden mist. It bubbles as it settles in tiny droplets over the unkempt beard, dissolving the hair beneath along with the skin, which it replaces. You give his entire head several coatings of the spray-on-skin, making sure to apply an even coating with no missed areas. The new skin is flawless, neither mole nor the slightest hair follicle blemishing its surface.
While you have made sure to feed them twice a day with a waste-free nutrient paste, you have never actually changed their clothes in all the years they have spent in VR. His shirt is so encrusted with years of dried sweat that it is stiff as you unbutton it. With some awkward maneuvering of his heavy, flabby body, you're eventually able to liberate the shirt completely. His hairy pot belly rises and falls gently as you douse it with a layer of synthetic skin.
If he awoke now - though you're confident he won't - he would probably be furious, a thought that fills you with a certain amount of fear, though your finger remains resolute on the trigger of the applicator. Even if he did wake up, he would be unable to stop you, looking at the wasting of the muscles on his arms and legs. As you heave him over onto his side in order to spray his back, you discover that his joints are all but seized up, perhaps even fused together. He has been in the same seating position for so long that his knees, shoulders, and elbows are rigid - arms held out at his sides from resting on the arms of the chair, legs bent. As the new skin coats him, the unwashed smell diminishes, and you pull off the trousers eagerly and set to finishing the job, spraying his legs, ass, and dick. "Please don't wake up now," you mutter to yourself as his member is coated in glistening, golden skin.
Setting the skin-sprayer aside and searching through the tools, you select an ultrasonic flesh sculptor and press it against the bulge of his belly. A high whine rings through the room, setting your teeth on edge, and ripples pulse through his flesh from the device. You press your hands into the fat of his belly and your fingers sink into it like soft clay. The fat under his skin temporarily has the consistency of warm jelly. You grab handfuls of it, squashing and pushing it upwards, moving and molding his belly fat into two generous orbs. Rolling him onto his side, you turn his liquified love-handles into a lovely, lush ass.
It occurs to you that this is the longest time you've ever spent with your parents, even from before they dived into VR, as you painstakingly sculpt each buttock into a perfect, juicy peach. You suspect you'll be spending much more time in their company once your work is done. You disengage the sculptor and the flesh solidifies again, soft but firm. He still needs a lot of work, and you still have much more of the kit to test out, but the underlying framework is there. You squeeze his tits in giddy anticipation. He stirs and mumbles in his virtual slumber....
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