"Jeff honey, isn't it time to get off the computer?" There in the doorway, Jennifer stood. His wife drifted towards him, her movements slow and sensual. Once she got close, he got to admire her. She oozed sensuality. Still an older woman, however, she had regained some youthful vigor, her face being fuller, smoother skin. Taking off for five years was a nice decision.
"Say, isn't it time we go to bed?" she purred as she lay down across the large bed in the center of the room. "Come" she invited alluringly. Jeff didn't need more convincing. He joined her. They started kissing, feeling each other's forms. Clothes came off. She unclasped her bra, releasing her naked breasts. Some sag due to age and gravity, but full and amazing-looking. His hands sunk into her soft flesh. Touching her was so arousing.
The married couple continued fooling around until late at night. The experienced Jennifer gave her young husband an unforgettable night. They fell asleep together, exhausted and satisfied.
Jeff woke up the next morning. He groggily stood up from the bed, noticing the bed was empty. He heard sounds coming from the kitchen below. The sounds probably being his wife making breakfast.
He lazily strolled down to the first floor. There in the kitchen, he could see Jennifer preparing something. Becky was also there, sitting at the kitchen table, browsing her phone.
"Morning, honey." Jennifer cooed. She turned around and pecked him on the lips. She smiled, her whole demeanor warming up at the sight of him. At first, when she first aged up, she had been kind of teasing him, but after Jeff's most recent alterations, she seemed like a genuinely loving wife.
"Good morning, Dad," Shannon responds.
"Good morning, Rebecca."
She had called him "Dad" even though they were the same age. Jeff was curious to explore how their supposed stepfather-daughter relationship worked in this reality. In addition, he had also increased her breast size, her previous almost flat chest was somewhat lacking. He could see the results. Becky's t-shirt jutted out at her chest. A glimpse of pale white cleavage was visible at her neckline. He wanted to see more. Sizable boobs fitted her so well. It complimented Shannon's already wide rump and hips. The complete package offered serious competition to her mother.
"Dad, are you looking at my boobs?" she asked.
"What no, I-."
"It's okay, Dad." Becky smiled. "I don't mind you looking at me. It makes me feel all womanly."
Jennifer joined in, turning around from the cooking she was doing. She ruffled the top of Becky's red mane.
"Sweetie, if you're so grown up, maybe you could get intimate with Jeff? Then you can properly become a woman." Jennifer teased Shannon.
"Mom! No!" Becky's face turned red in embarrassment, almost matching the color of her hair. "I-I want my first time to be special and D-Dad, he's yours, not mine."
Jennifer slowly slid her finger across Becky's neck. "Families share, don't they?" she purred.
"I do want to, but, uh, he's my dad, and I have to go. Bathroom!" Becky briskly stood up from her chair, almost running out of the kitchen.
Jeff and Jennifer were left alone in the kitchen. She went back to preparing breakfast. He could see a smile in the corner of her mouth. Jennifer still had the same sense of humor.
"Becky reminds me back to when I was her age." Jennifer laughed. "You know, I wasn't joking. I think it would be a good idea. You and Rebecca making love. It could bring the three of us even closer." she paused before she added, "As a family."