With the revenge accomplished successfully, you felt now would be the time to change your body as he requested; especially since he helped you. "Let's just let him be by himself for a while; I take it he'll enjoy the privacy." You suggest with a chuckle. The inner voice laughs and agrees with this plan, "Oh man, I can't wait to finally be improved. Honestly, that bastard son of yours would've never appreciated this anyways; he's better getting what he deserves." He harshly states. "Well, no need to put it like that...." You interject, trying not to disagree in a way that would piss off this secondary consciousness. "Ok, maybe you're right. But just look at what he's done lately, with no consideration for you, or me; although, he didn't even know I would exist. But I rest my case!" Slightly agreeing, you turn your head to listen to the echoes of your son's mature voice; there was an inflection of pleasure, obviously, but with a hint of complete torture.
With the sizing remote in hand, you ponder how big to expand your male member; perhaps your body would like to choose. "So, what's your preference; though, keep in mind, too big and it will be unruly and annoying." You warn him. "Understood....to be honest, I've always wanted to be inches flaccid." He says, to which you oblige and zap your penis with the sizing remote. Unfortunately, your fingers slip and add to the growth a tad. "Oops, I think I made it 4.5 instead...." These measurements meant that you'd be at least 9 inches when fully erect. "No worries, this is fine!" Your inner self yells in joy. 'Oh, I just want to test this thing out! Quick, go to your son's room; he's got a flesh light in there we can use." Shuddering somewhat, you reel at the thought of experiencing true sexual pleasure from a male's point of view. Snatching a bottle of lube from your bathroom, you sprint to get the men's sex toy hidden in your son's room. In your eyes, he wouldn't need it anymore, since he lacked the equipment for it.