Jeff sat as still as he could under the blanket, hoping the person entering his room would see he wasn't there. Maybe they would just go away and leave him to continue discovering his new cock body.
"Jeff? You in here?" His father called out. This was good, he could only imagine the trouble he'd be in if it was his mom. She'd probably try to make the bed or something, and blow his cover.
He suddenly couldn't remember whether or not he'd set the perception filter. If he was found, would his dad think he'd always been this way, just a living detached cock?
"Huh strange, he left his computer on." His dad mumbled and made his way over to the desktop. Jeff's heart started to pound in his tiny body as he realized he'd never shut down the program before changing.
"Location: Bed... transformation complete? What's that mean...?" His mumbling hastened as, much to Jeff's dismay, he continued to read the information displayed. Jeff pulled himself out of the cover just enough to see the look of understanding wash over his father's face. His father looked back in that moment and caught sight of the tip of Jeff's cock peaking out.
Before he could protest, his dad's rough hand wrapped around his semi-hard shaft and pulled him out from under the blanket. The cool air and fear of the giant man caused him to shrink back a bit. Embarrassment compounded his predicament, making him even smaller.
"Jeff? Is this real? What have you done to yourself?" He pinched Jeff's sac between two fingers and suspended him in the air, examining what remained of his son.
"Yeah, it's really me." He replied, knowing he'd never be able to pull off pretending to be a dildo.
His dad took a moment to compose his shock, before getting up from the desk and carrying Jeff the cock over to the door. For a moment he worried if he was going to be in trouble, or worse, wondered if he was going to be carried like this through the house. It was bad enough he was exposed to his dad, he didn't need the rest of the family to see him like this. His fears were calmed when his dad closed and locked the door and made his way back to the computer.
"Okay, either I'm going insane, or this thing really changed you into a penis.
Why would you also manipulate your size so that you'd be a micropenis?" His dad said in a whisper, and Jeff shook at hearing the term. He blushed and felt himself growing slightly, turned on by the bit of humiliation.
"I um... I didn't change my size at all." Jeff admitted.
"Really? I always assumed you'd be hung like your old man." His dad said with a bit of a chuckle. "Here, take a look, it's only fair."
Jeff's dad quickly unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out, even as Jeff tried to tell him not to. The large piece of meat hung limp from the opening and much to his chagrin, his father lowered him right down next to it.
"Wow, you're not even a quarter my length." His dad's words echoed through him and he felt himself growing hard at the sudden embarrassing situation.
"Are you... turned on by this?" His dad gave his body a squeeze, the rock hard shaft of Jeff's body twitching as it pressed up against his father's massive cock. He couldn't help but feel completely inadequate in his dad's hand.
"Aww cute, you're barely even a couple inches at full length." His dad's thumb circled his tip and he let out a soft moan as a bread of pre formed. His dad's response to the situation was... confusing. It was almost as if he was actually thinking of Jeff as more of a dildo than his son.
He felt his body tensing up against the cock next to him, and knew he was getting closer to the edge, when his dad stopped rubbing him. His body was so hard at this point that there was a slight upward curve, and he could see a sky grin overtake his father's smile.
He almost dreaded finding out what his father was thinking...