When Jeff woke up from passing out, he was in his bed. He was wearing clothes, he wasn’t soaked in piss, but he was groggy from experiencing the longest orgasm of his life. Looking over, he saw his father setting at his desk seat, waiting for Jeff to wake up.
“Feeling a bit better?” His father was pensive, understandably, since there was a lot to discuss about his son cumming and peeing in front of him, seemingly for fun.
Jeff gulped and nodded his head. He decided to launch into it. “Dad, I’m so sorry about that. I didn’t know you and mom had come home, and…”
“Don’t worry,” Jeff’s dad replied. “I understand how it is. It was a lot of work to clean up the piss in the carpet, and sure, I wasn’t thrilled about handling my son’s cum sock, but I’m glad you are okay. I know how it is to be a horny teenager. Unfortunately, your mother did see you passed out and naked. It caused her quite a shock, for several reasons.”
Jeff was quiet, and he put his head in his hands.
“I imagine you’re a bit embarrassed,” his father said.
“You think,” Jeff said in frustration. “I didn’t want my dad to see me cum and piss everywhere and have my mom see me in the aftermath.”
“Well, I’ve talked your mom down from it for now,” his dad said. “But you still have some explaining to do to me.”
Jeff thought he’d have a lot of discuss about his teenage masturbation habits, yadda yadda. But then, his dad turned towards the Chronivac. It was still open on his last program.
“Would you mind explaining to me what this is?” His dad pointed at the screen.
Jeff was struck with fear, but he did his best to play it off. “It’s just a computer game, dad. I’m creating a character, I know it’s pretty kinky, but that doesn’t have to do with me, you know, jerking off…”
“I think you and I both know that you are lying,” his father said. “It says here that you set your ‘horniness’ to 100% and your ‘need to pee’ also at 100%. Then you stood in front of the mirror and it turned you into a statue for 4 days, 2 hours, 11 minutes, and 36 seconds. Does that sound correct?”
Jeff opened his mouth to protest, but then closed it, knowing he had been found out. He nodded his head in defeat.
“Why did you want that,” his father continued. “It looked pretty dangerous, if you ask me. The time would have kept counting up if you hadn’t ended up with that underwear over your head. How, may I ask, did that happen?”
“Jake came to do laundry,” Jeff said. “He didn’t know it was me, since I changed my appearance to a younger boy. He thought it would be funny to put clothes on me.”
“So, you were aware the entire time,” Jeff’s father said.
“Yes,” Jeff responded. “And I felt like I was going to…cum, and pee the entire time. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even move if I wanted to.”
“Weren’t you embarrassed to be seen naked?” Jeff’s dad asked.
Jeff felt like he was getting interrogated. He started sweating, hoping it would be over soon. “Yes, of course. I couldn’t cover up, I was totally naked, Jake could’ve done anything to me he wanted. He thought I was just a statue, so at one point he touched my dick, and I could feel it. It made me even hornier, it made me incredibly embarrassed. But I couldn’t move or speak! I had no control over anything. The fact that I was released was pure luck! I was so scared that I was going to see my reflection again, and stay as the statue in perpetual horniness, never making it to the bathroom, having everyone see me in my naked form. I’m so sorry! Don’t tell mom! I’m sorry!”
“Relax, Jeff,” his father said calmly. “You’re not in trouble. Just let me know one more thing.” Jeff’s father paused for a moment, and then asked, “was it fun?”
His dad’s question caught him off guard. He knew the answer, but he took a moment to admit it. “Yes, it was. A lot of fun. And part of the fun was knowing that I could have been screwed. I could’ve ended up a statue for forever, or at least a long time. I mean, I’m glad that I didn’t, but…it was a fantasy come true.”
“That’s good to know,” his Dad said, nodding his head. “Because I’d like you to try it on me.”
Jeff’s eyes went bug eyed. His dad wanted to be a statue? But why? “You…want me to use the Chronivac…”
“…on me,” his dad said. “That’s correct. And before you ask, I want you do exactly what you did to yourself, to me. Turn me into a statue. Make me need to orgasm. Make me want to rush to the bathroom. Make me unable to do either. Change me so I look like a different person. I want it all.”
“I don’t understand,” Jeff responded. “Why do you want this?”
“I guess that the apple doesn’t fall very far from the tree,” his father replied. “I never knew it was possible. But, now that I do, I need it to be real.”
“I don’t know if I can do this,” Jeff said. “Turn my dad into a naked statue?”
“I mean, that’s fine,” his Dad said. “I’d understand. I just didn’t want to ask your mom to do it if I didn’t have to.”
Jeff’s heart skipped a beat. “No! Don’t tell mom! I don’t want her to know.”
“Then you can help me,” his dad asked.
“Yes,” Jeff said. “I’ll help you. I can do that.”
His dad grinned. “Great son, I’m glad. Let’s start immediately.”
“Right now? In my room?”
“I suppose it has to be,” his dad said. “I was reading that I can’t be too far from the device or else it might get messed up. I’ll have to do it in your room, and ask that you don’t move me too far away in the house.”
“Oh, okay,” Jeff said. He was still acting pretty sheepish, but deep down, Jeff found it erotic in a whole new way. Last time he was putting himself in a predicament. But now that he’d agreed to help his dad, he was realizing, he was in power. He decided how this went down in the end.
“I want to feel the same thing you were feeling,” Jeff’s dad started. “100% horniness, 100% need to pee. I also want to change shape. Set it so that I look like a football jock, and most importantly, I want a cock that is long and girthy. At least nine inches. And low-hanging big balls.”
Jeff was embarrassed to be typing this all into the Chronivac, but he couldn’t lie to himself. His own erection was forming down his pants.
“I do have a request though,” his father said. “If you could…alter reality, so that no one except you and me know that I exist while I’m a statue, please do that. I don’t want to cause you any problems or cause the timeline to be screwed up.”
“I can do that,” Jeff replied. He wanted the same thing as well. “I guess my last question is, how long do you want to be stuck like that?”
“Well, I certainly don’t want it to be determined by a mirror. Please show me what I look like, Jeff, for certain. But actually, I don’t want you to tell me. Keep it a secret. Don’t let me know if it’s minutes or days. I want to be in torture of not knowing. It’s part of the fun.”
Yes, Jeff had cum more than ever just a few hours ago. But listening to his dad’s words, he felt like he needed to again. He was really about to change his dad into a statue, just like he had been changed.
“Okay dad,” Jeff said. “It’s all set. You just, uh, gotta get naked or else I’ll have to tear off your clothes once you are a statue.”
Jeff’s dad took a deep breath. He started to shuck his shoes, slipped off his socks…undressing in front of his son. He slid off his shirt, revealing his hairy chest and belly, which was quite round from years of sitting behind a desk.
He knew this might be embarrassing for his dad, and a wicked idea shot through Jeff’s head. He gently asked, “Are you embarrassed dad? I guess it must be humiliating to be naked in front of your teenaged son.”
“Uh…” Jeff’s father stammered, as he stepped out of his jeans. “I supposed you don’t remember the last time you saw your father naked, huh, son?”
“Well, I’m about to see you helplessly naked, once you’re a statue of course,” Jeff replied. He could tell his dad was humiliated to be in this position. Humiliated, but loving every minute of it. “I supposed you better accept it soon.”
“You’re right,” his dad replied. Lastly, he stepped out of his boxers. Jeff laid his eyes upon his dad’s already rock-hard boner. He was only about four inches, with small balls, and a crotch absolutely buried in pubic hair. Once his underwear was off and he was completely naked, Jeff’s dad did his best to shield his boner. He stood still and looked at Jeff.
“I guess I’m ready,” Jeff’s dad said.
“Okay, go stand over there and then pose how you want to look,” Jeff said.
Jeff’s dad walked over to another corner, and then mustering all his courage, he struck a hero’s pose. He was still shaking, Jeff could see he was nervous. But he kept his legs spread, his hands on his hips. His little boner stuck out directly in front of him, and he did his best to muster a courageous pose.
It was all Jeff could do to not laugh at his butt-naked father. But he kept it together, a dastardly plan having formulated in his head.
“You ready to be a statue, dad?” Jeff asked.
“Yes, son,” his dad replied.
“Are you ready to feel the need to cum and piss so bad but have not any way to do anything about it?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Good, cause I’ve set it to permanent.”
His dad’s face turned to absolute fright. He held his hand out and said, “no, wait!” and started to step towards his son. That’s when Jeff clicked the mouse.
“Program initiated.”
Jeff’s dad instantly turned into a statue. He was now in the body of a fit and muscular football star, a monster sized cock poking out in front of him, frightened and clearly trying to stop his son from changing him.
He moved his father back into the corner. By now he was certainly feeling the need to pee, feeling himself frozen, unable to stroke his own cock and get release from the strong, horny feeling in his balls and body. As promised, he grabbed a mirror and showed his dad what he looked like now.
“Looks good, huh,” he said to his completely aware father. Jeff opening adjusted his own boner now, unafraid of the fact that his Dad could see him. He place the mirror down so his dad could see, and then grabbed a hold of his dad’s stone cock. “I know from experience, this is probably driving you insane. How does it feel to have your son rub your new stone dick? Does it feel good? Are you a bit humiliated? Maybe a bit of both.” He paused, as if to wait for an answer. “Oh, sorry, I guess you can’t respond.”
Jeff chuckled to himself, and then stood back and examined his handiwork. “I hope you like this. I was kidding earlier. The change isn’t permanent. I won’t tell you when you’ll turn back, though. Just like you asked.”
Jeff looked at his computer program. He adjusted his cock, seriously aroused. He looked at how long he had set for his dad to turn back.