You decide to take this opportunity to explore your current body since you didn’t have anything better to do.
You went to the bathroom and locked the door. Tim’s the only one home but you still didn’t want to risk him walking in on you.
You begin to undress again. You were too preoccupied with the situation at the park to get a good look at your body when you transformed there.
Your current penis (if you could even call it that) was puny to say the least. You felt the smooth, hairless skin around your crotch. This body was quite a leap from your fathers hairy forest. You direct your smaller hands to your diminished scrotum.
“Yup, balls haven’t dropped yet.” You commented.
You look at your face in the mirror.
You and Tim didn’t look to much alike. He took more after mom with softer features that were highlighted with his young age. Tim had a light dusting of freckles over his nose and cheeks as well.
You tried some facial expressions in the mirror and noticed your two front teeth were a bit too prominent for you’re liking. Tim didn’t exactly have bucked teeth but now you know why he often preferred to hide them when he smiled.
You’re mind began to wonder as you thought about how much your father must be enjoying your matured, teenage body. You shiver a bit at the thought of him getting too intimate with that girl...
Pushing aside those thoughts, you put Tim’s clothes back on and decided to watch Tim in your Dad’s body work out.
It would be a good way to watch him in case he got up to any mischief, you reasoned.
You stopped by Tim’s room and were drawn to his mini comic book collection. You picked out a Batman one to read, and then headed down stairs to the basement.
“What are you doing down here?” Tim asked, while doing bicep curls with Dad’s dumbbells. He looked like he knew what he was doing, strangely enough. But even stranger was that it looked like he was actually enjoying himself.
“I thought I’d come down here and hang out for a bit” you said, sitting down on the stairs and opening up the comic book.
Tim frowned. “Why are you reading my comic book? You don’t like them”
“I used to, and being you reminds me how much I used to enjoy them”. Tim switched to doing shoulder presses with the dumbbells.
“This is so weird. I came down here not knowing how Dad works out, and then when I touched the dumbbells, it sort of popped into my head. It’s liked when I drove home, it’s like I have some of Dad’s memories about how to do stuff” Tim grunted while he was pressing the dumbbells about his head.
“I know, I just had banana” you said. Tim’s eyes widened and he put the dumbbells down.
“You hate banana!”
“I know but your body loves them and apparently now I do too”.
“And Dad’s body loves to lift weights and now I do to!” he said excitedly proceeding to start doing the heavier weights.
You watched him for a bit then started to read the comic book. You couldn’t believe how much you were enjoying reading it; it reminded you so much of the hours you spent when you were a kid reading comics. “Maybe I’ve been too hard on Tim and wanting to play with him outside.” you thought to yourself “I forgot how much I liked comics at his age and how cool they are to read.” You begin to remember your time in the bathroom. “Still wish his penis was bigger though.” You mentally sighed.
You quickly lost track of time as you read and Tim worked out. When you were ¾’s of the way through your comic and you heard a voice call out
“I’m home!”