It was as much as he could do right now. With just under fifteen minutes left, he turned off the screen and shut off his lights, but not before grabbing his outfit. He couldn't activate it now, or everything would already be done by the time his father's boss arrived. So instead, he decided he might as well do what he said he was going to do and went to the shower.
"You're just showering now?" Jake heard to his immediate right as he crossed the opening door of his sister's room. He had such perfect luck.
"Yeah, I am so dad doesn't go wild," he almost smirked at that comment but managed to keep it to himself, "so eff off and leave me alone."
"I bet dad tore into you for being weird," Millie said in undeserved triumph, not even looking up from her phone. God, she was so prideful all the time; it was annoying as hell. Jeff was on a time limit however, so he simply let her go without a word. Maybe she'll turn into a bitch later. Jeff did smile at that one as he closed the bathroom door. He stripped down and was once again greeted by his relatively new form. This was the body his computer thought a nineteen-year-old with a massive foot long should have. He both felt and saw the member he was considering begin to swell, as if it noticed the attention.
Jeff indulged in it, but made sure to keep things moving as he simultaneously stepped into the shower while gripping his meat in one hand. It sent a jolt of pleasure up his spine in response, and Jeff quivered a bit as he turned the spigot of his shower. The pleasure was immediately ruined as what felt like ice water attacked his naked body. He gave a noise that announced his displeasure and cranked the heat up. Eventually the water warmed up enough that Jeff could think about cleaning himself without freezing over and he went to town on covering himself in body wash. His mast remained hard as he felt the new contours and muscle that the machine saw fit to bestow. Eventually his self-examination brought him back to his member, and he once again gripped it, slickening it with unused body wash.
He couldn't help himself as the wash made it easy to hump into his hand, all twelve inches of himself happy to respond positively to his touch. Pleasuring himself, he let his mind wander. He thought about tonight. He thought about how he'll probably get to see tits tonight as they grow massive, and about the shapely bodies that he had instant access to now for the rest of his life now. He even admitted to himself that it was kinda hot they'll be mixed with various animals, providing all sorts of unique combinations, with some of the first sets belonging to his family. Jeff's cock throbbed hard, and he suddenly felt very close to spilling over if he stroked even one more time.
"Hey Stink-n-Peel!" Came from the bathroom door, alongside heavy punching of the door itself, "dad says you have to get out of the shower and get dressed now! His boss is supposed to be here in five minutes!"
"Okay," Jeff said blankly, "Thanks." He dropped his cock which gave a pleasure slap as it bounced off his leg. The revelry was over though, and Jeff washed the rest of the body wash away and cleaned his hands of it. Perhaps the Chronovac program would make his sister a pig. Turning the shower off, Jeff stepped out of it and began drying off, all the time willing his massive shaft to give up and go down. Eventually it did, just in time for him to slide a pair of briefs over it. He unfolded his dress pants, careful not to wrinkle them after they were in the same steamy room he took a shower in before putting them on and repeating it with a casual button up. It was cream, which seemed good enough for dinner with company and Jeff checked himself in the mirror as he buttoned to the second to last one.
"Jeff!" It was his father this time, and Jeff wasted no time in responding.
"I'm dressed! I'm coming down now!" He shouted as he stepped through the bathroom door.
"Please hurry," came the voice of his mother, "Mr. Winslow's…Bugatti just pulled in!"
"Got it!" Jeff shouted again, moving quickly to his room. Cripes, what a show off. He turned the door of his room and flicked the lights.