Vanessa found herself back in the real world, back to the tropical air of the resort.
Immediately, she could feel a drastic difference in her body. She was taller which was expected with her being an adult now. She felt stronger and broader. She looked down at her chest. It wasn't flat, but she didn't seem to have much for boobs. Instead, it was just muscular pecs.
She paused. Her mind whirred. Between her legs, there she could feel the presence of 'something'
She'd become a man?
"Oh my god!" She exclaimed in a voice that was male, and to her at least, it felt so much deeper.
"What's the matter?" her dad asked.
"Nothing," she replied. "Um, nevermind."
What was going on? Had she made a mistake? She was supposed to become hi.s wife.
She looked at John and her eyes lingered on him. Was he more handsome? He wasn't any different. It was her perception, right? She'd adjusted her mind after all.
She realized it. She'd become his ideal partner, and a man. That meant her dad was gay, or at the very least bisexual.
This shocked her. Just because she never expected that of him. She'd never noticed anything.
She guessed she was a gay man as well, at least for now.
They walked by various stores, and in the glass windows, Vanessa could catch her new reflection. She was an adult man, standing a bit shorter than her father. Blond hair that was a bit curly. She was muscular. Comparing herself to her father, she was more cut, but John was overall bigger and probably a bit stronger than her. Faint images of them naked together popped into her head, of him pinning her down. She wasn't sure if she was remembering things from this life or if it was just her current imagination showing her new desires. She turned a bit red.
She also noted that while she was an adult man, she wasn't that old. While he was no longer her actual dad, John was still probably just old enough for that role.
Vanessa felt the presence at her crotch. It felt more noticeable. Harder? Looking down, she could see a bulge. She wanted to touch it, her own penis, but they were among people. That'd have to wait until they're at their suite. Maybe they should go there now right away.
"John? How about we head to our room?"
John looked at her. He really eyed her, then he replied. "Sure."
Vanessa felt it at her crotch again. Her penis was straining her shirts. How could guys act normal with such a thing between their legs, or it was only because she was turned on her penis was like this, right?
They were going to their room, and Vanessa felt were this was going, what John wanted. What she also wanted. She bit her lower lip. Though, she also had conflicting thoughts. How could she not? It was her dad.
Once they arrive to their room, she'd have to make a decision on how far to go, or if she was going to bail herself out with her VIP powers.