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Rated: GC · Interactive · Erotica · #2252451

This family deals with a freaky friday type situation after visiting a strange giftshop!

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Chapter #7

The next morning

    by: Thomas Johnson Author IconMail Icon
Zach’s phone alarm buzzed in his ear loudly. He was supposed to start going to the gym with his dad in the morning, to start getting himself in better shape. He was pretty drowsy, but fought through it and sat up on his bed. He rubbed his face his his hands just give himself that extra push towards waking up. He felt stubble on his face, because confused.

“What the hell is his? Facial hair? Is that how this usually comes in, all at once?” he pondered.

Curious to see what it looked like, he got up, and went into his bathroom. Once inside, he flipped on the light and did a double take when he looked in the mirror.

“Wait..Dad?” Zach sam aid, staring intensely into the mirror.

In Zach’s reflection, his father stared back at him with the same look of confusion on his face. He made a bunch of funny faces in the mirroring, expecting this to be some kind of prank, but Antonio’s face matched each that Zach made. Zach looked down at his hands, and seen his father’s larger hands in place of his, along with his dark arm hair and brown skin.

“Am I…Dad?” Zach said, still in a state of confusion and shock.

He moved around a bit more in the mirror, and sure enough, he had his father’s body. He ran his fingers through his curly hair, a much different feeling than his own hair.

Zach’s eyes then transfixed on his boxers, as something was sticking out of the bottom of his right leg hole.

“That can’t be what I think it is, is it?” He thought to himself, as he lifted his waistband forward and took a gander at his junk.

Sure enough, it was. His fathers penis caused Zach to gasp, as he shimmed out of his boxers to get a good look in the mirror. Once he did, he stood there in amazement, admiring his new appendage. “Dude, dad is packing, holy shit!” Zach said, moving his hips to get his member to swing around.

His little peep show was cut off when he heard frantic knocking at his door, which caused him to put his boxers back on, and run over to see who was knocking. When he opened it, standing there was him.

Well, his dad in his body, in a pair of boxers. It was like looking in a mirror, except a whole lot weirder.

“Zach, my boy, is that you in there?” Antonio asked, worry in his voice.

“Yeah it is! Is that you Dad?” Zach responded.

“Oh thank god” his dad said, giving Zach a big hug. “Lets get in your room before any of the girls see us!”. Antonio entered his son’s room and locked the door. They sat down on Zach’s bed and sat there in silence for a second, just observing one another.

Finally, Antonio spoke up.

“Zach, how did this happen? This is beyond any human reasoning, it’s supernatural!”

“I have no clue dad! I went to be as me and I woke up as you!”

“Was there anything you did before you got home? Piss off anybody, maybe a brújá?” Antonio asked.

“No Dad, definitely no witches. All i did yesterday was go to the mall, and come back after” Zach explained, trying to recall his Friday evening.

Antonio snapped his fingers, “Zach, the ring you gave me, where did you get it?”

“Some little antique store in the mall, some lady said that it’d bring us closer together, why?”

Antonio smiled, “We need to get back to that store and return those rings Zach. Where’s yours at?”. Zach shrugged, “I don’t know! I don’t remember taking it off last night”.

“Me neither” Antonio said, as he looked at his hands, “Wait, what’s this?”. Antonio stuck his hand out and rotated it, observing a dark ring around his index finger. “That’s where mine was last night, what about you son?”.

Zach looked at his hands, and seen the same mark on his index finger. “There it is! So it was the rings!”

But dad, the mall doesn’t open until 9, and it’s 6:30! What’ll we do till then?

Antonio thought for a little bit, and then said”Lets just go to the gym, and we’ll talk more when we get back. It’ll give me more time to think about our situation”

He stood up and pointed to the door ”Zach, you go grab some clothes from my closet and I’ll stay in here and grab something. I’d go but i don’t want your mom wondering why you’re in our room at 6 in the morning if she’s awake.”

“Okay Dad, I’ll be right back. All my gym clothes are in the bottom drawer right there.” Zach said as he nodded over to his dresser.

Zach left his room and made his way into his parents room. When he got in, he heard his mother snoring softly, as she was still asleep. He tiptoed over to their large closet and dug through his father’s things. He settled on a black tank top, and some black running shorts, something his dad would usually wear. He slipped them on quickly, as well as some workout shoes. In his rush, however, he lost some of his balance and hit his head against the door.

“Owww fuck!” Zach said sort of loud.

“Honey, is that you?” Estella called out from bed.

Zach’s blood went cold.

“Shit!” He thought to himself. He had woken his mother up by crashing around in her closet. He had to think quick as to what his father would say, so he cleared his throat.

“Uh, yes my..love! I just tripped over something is all! I’m going to the gym with D- Zach!” he managed to get out.

“Oh okay baby, give me some kisses before you leave, I’ll be waiting” Estella cooed.

Zach’s eyes widened. This was a total nightmare scenario. If he didn’t go over to his mom, then she’d be upset at his dad for the rest of the day. If he went over there, he’d have to kiss his mom. He stood there for a moment thinking about what he had to do.

“I guess so I’ll just give her a peck on the forehead. I’ve done it before, so there’s no harm in that and it won’t get weird” he thought to himself.

Zach came out of the closet, and seen his mother sitting up in bed, in lingerie. Her large breasts spilled out from the bra, giving Zach a full view of her incredible cleavage. He gulped, and walked over to his mother’s side of the bed.

“There’s my big man”, she said as she patted next to her, signaling for Zach to sit down.

He did, and she put her hand on his lap.

“Thanks for last night baby, we haven’t fucked like that in ages. I don’t even know if I’ll be able to walk straight today” she winked as her hand neared his crotch.

Internally, Zach was screaming out loud, because of this weird situation. The last thing he wanted to think about was his parents having sex, and now he was pretty much forced to think about it.

“Of course mo-,babe! Anything for you!” He said shakily, almost blowing his cover.

Estella giggled, “Mommy? You haven’t called me that in a while. I’ll be your mommy when you get back”. After she said that, she juggled her tits at him, “and it’s feeding time”.

Disturbed by this, Zach got up. “Well I’ve got to be going now, don’t want to keep Zach waiting, i love you, bye” he said quickly, but Estella grabbed his arm as he stepped away.

“Not without giving me a kiss, lover. Come here”

A nervous sweat formed on Zach’s brow he heard her say that, but he had to go with it. He aimed for her forehead as he bent over, but Estella was too quick, and planted her lips onto his. Her tongue snuck into his mouth, and to his surprise, his snuck into hers.

She pulled away and smiled, “Oh Antonio, that was quite the sneak peek. Have a good time at the gym, and I’ll be waiting”.

Zach nodded and hurried out of the room, pale faced and his heart racing. He wiped his sweat away with his shirt, and tried to catch his breath. While doing so, he couldn’t help but noticed that he had an erection after his interaction with his mom. It was plastered on his leg by the tightness of his shirts, so he grabbed his dick and tucked it with his waistband.

Zach made his way back to his room, where his father was waiting on his bed.

“Ready to go?” Antonio asked, to which Zach responded by nodding. He wanted to speak up and say something, but he didn’t want to upset his dad by talking about his mother’s advances, so he just remained quiet. The two of them left together the gym, as Zach’s mind raced about what was to come when they came back.

The two of them worked out separately, giving themselves time to figure out how to fix their situation, and learn the nuances of their new bodies. Zach found out that his dad was a lot stronger than he looked, and Antonio found out that his son needed to do more cardio, as he was huffing and puffing by the end of his workout.

"You okay there Dad?" Zach laughed, offering his dad some water.

"Yeah...just...getting used to...being you...you...gotta..run more" he managed to sputter out.

They called it quits a bit after that, and headed home. Zach had forgotten about his conversation with his mother, until they parked in the driveway. He sort of felt like throwing up, knowing that he was gonna be put into an awkward situation when he got inside, but he decided that he'd rather face that than raise suspicions.

As they walked in, Antonio said, "I'm gonna go shower in your bathroom, and you should go shower in mine. Make sure to turn the fans on, and use my shampoo on my hair". Zach nodded, and headed upstairs to his parents room.


What happened after?

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