Jeff grabbed his laptop and began typing in a transformation for Mike as he rushed outside. "Okay, Dad, can you pull a pose for me?"
Mike nodded and pulled himself into a pose straight out of Mr Olympus. His muscles popped out even larger, just as Jeff pressed start.
Jeff watched as his Dad's skin turned pure alabaster white, then began to be flecked with gold, especially highlighting his vascular muscles. His eyes, similarly, became two pools of pure, deep gold. He was frozen, turned to marble flecked with gold (though Jeff kept his same level of invulnerability because apparently, his flesh was twice as hard as stone)
"Look at you, Dad! You're a statue!"
Mike didn't respond, but Jeff swore that he felt his father's pure gold gaze following him. He typed out something else.
"Look, I just want to make some changes while I have you standing still, but I'll make you able to move again soon, I promise!"
Jeff typed in the stats. He added another four feet until Mike towered over him with more than twice his size, a staggering 14'5. And five times his width, as his dad doubled in pure, hard muscle, bulking out his sculpture until it looked like a parody of a god. Too far beyond mortal limits.
His cock was the next to grow, from the foot it had become to a full, flaccid three feet. His balls were larger than Jeff's fist! And, for special pleasure, Jeff added the knot of a wolf's cock and the barbs of a snake's, letting his dad lock into any partner and never let go.
His face, too, could not stay the same. His jawline chiselled to perfection. His eyes became narrowed and cruel, a sharp gaze to turn upon the heretics. His throat swelled with an impossibly large Adam's apple, gifting him the richest, deepest voice that would rattle through bones. His teeth sharpened into fangs in his mouth, ears to points. His tongue became long, dexterous as a tentacle, and forked.
The final changes he added were not so visible. He upped his flexibility and dexterity to 1000%, and his intelligence by 2000%. Who knew what Mike could become with that intellect? He added flight to a list of abilities, along with super-speed and weather manipulation. Just to really make him a Zeus-like god.
The personality was last. Because what god couldn't use a little arrogance? And a bit of dominance, a superiority complex, plenty of monstrous thoughts and desires, and, well, the works of a cruel god. But, plenty of love and loyalty to his son. Just in case.
Mike felt all of this flood into him as he was left frozen by his mortal son. And then, movement flowed into limbs, and he felt the full extent of his powers. His feet lifted off the ground, molten eyes glowing. Jeff watched as lighting sparked across his marble skin, a breeze picking up around them as the sky darkened.
Suddenly, the laptop was not in Jeff's hands, and suddenly his dad had him pinned against the wall with one hand. The god moved too quickly for the eye to see. "My, my," Mike rumbled, deep voice dark and thunderous as the sky above. "What have you done, Jeff?"