Bob found John's clothes near the corner of the room. "Good. It seems my ejaculate didn't get on our clothes." Bob took John's underwear and put it on. He watched as his small dick was covered up from view. "I can't believe my dick is really gone. We need to find a way to switch back and fast." Bob put John's short and shirt on as well. John's socks had burst from his foot growth so Bob had to be content with going barefoot for now. Bob wriggled his toes as one more final confirmation of his situation.
John found his father's clothes near the corner of the room. "It looks like this was safe from Daddy's cumming." John took his Dad's boxer shorts and put them on. He watched as the huge piece of meat that was now his penis was covered up. "I never realized that pee... I mean dicks could be this big? It's kinda awesome." John put his Dad's sweatpants and shirt on. His Dad's socks had fallen off, but they were covered in cum now. John's wriggled his big man feet as one more final confirmation of his situation. "I hope we can stay like this for awhile."
Bob and John cleaned up all the cum as best as they could from the floor and then proceeded to the computer room. "You can't use a computer yet, can you son?" "No. You were gonna teach me soon though." "I see..." Bob went on the computer and typed in google. "What do we type in I wonder?" Bob wondered. "What happened... I guess?" "Right... This will be embarrassing." Bob proceeded to type in what had occurred back there. How the wind picked them up and changed their bodies. How Bob cummed his brains out and how John had become a man in more ways then one. "There. That wasn't so hard." John said. "I can't believe you're not embarrassed.... Here. I found something. 'The curse of the witches house.' The witches house?" "So a witch lived there?" "I guess. Let's see... 500 years ago there lived a witch. She lived a normal life away from humans. Until one day a father and son came upon her abode. The witch never hid who she was in her house which frightened the two. They... killed the witch." "Cool." "Cool? What... Never mind... In her dying breath she cursed the house which held all her witch craft. The father and son were trapped and as punishment, they switched bodies. The father would have to live the life of a kid once more and the son would have to live a life he was unprepared for and was much closer to death. They lived in the house until their deaths. The Father went mad when his son died, but he left behind a curse of his own. The house would one day do what it did to him and his son to another father and son. Many have switched bodies that way and over time a time limit of years in different bodies became a week. The End." "So we're stuck like this for only a week? Bummer." "No, not bummer. Even a week is too much. You can't go to work for a week. You'd be stuck." "Come on Dad. You sell fruit. How bad can it be?" "Being a salesman is a job that require adult smarts and... hey!" John picked up his father. "Let me go! Put your father down this instant!" "Nope! I'm the Dad now! I got the big dick, you got the little dick! That means I'm the best there is now!" "That doesn't make any sense... But fine... Just put me down. This is embarrassing." "Put me down, sir?" "Put... Put me down, sir?" John complied. "Now if you'll excuse me, my dick got hard from that. Gotta cum now. After all I am the adult!" John left for his new room. "Shit..." was all Bob could say as he looked at his small dick again to confirm the harsh reality.