Jeff was warned not to mess with things while the package was active, and here things are. The first package making Dean crave this, has now disappeared, the second package, making this a permanent feature of reality is now effecting millions of people who are currently cum, and millions more guys who have engorged penises and balls with another human inside them.
If Jeff were to deactivate the modification would all the absorbed people... disappear? Become normal cum? Become a part of the person they are in? Explode out of the testicles in gory fashion? Get 'ejected' and return to normal... but... what would they think or remember of the experience with it not being part of normal reality at that point, also, Dean's clothes didn't go with, the public nudity of it all!
Things are so complicated now! All because he couldn't resist messing with it.
Jeff heard the door shut as someone came home. Jeff frantically collected Dean's discarded clothes, stashing it in his bedroom, unsure what the societal expectations are surrounding holding someone as cum, or becoming cum yourself. Then he ran downstairs to greet whoever it was.
Mike was leaning against the door, he looked bad. "Dad? You okay, you look kinda, out of it."
Mike's head slowly turned to his son, flickers of recognition registered on his face, "Hi son." He eventually brought himself to say, though even that seemed hard for him.
Jeff had never seen his father this way before, "Dad do you want to talk about it? Are you okay?"
"Jeff," Mike was looking through Jeff. Jeff recognized the situation as a final filter in place to keep from complete meltdown. "Can I ask you for a favor?"
"Anything Dad! What's wrong? You're scaring me."
Mike smiled a sad smile, "Nothing you can fix, but you can help me. Go to my room and sit on my bed."
Jeff did as he was asked and heard his dad go to the bathroom, when Mike finally entered the bedroom, Jeff saw that he had been crying and Jeff's heart broke for his father's sake. "Dad, what is it?"
"Jeff, you may not understand, but I really need to just not exist for a few hours. I know its a strange request, especially coming from me, but... I... I... please just let me go away for a little bit."
Jeff knew what his dad was asking, though he didn't want this, he also couldn't bring himself to tell his dad no. Mike laid down on the bed and closed his eyes. Jeff cinched down his pants and his above average genitals flopped out. Gently, he laid face to face with his father. "Alright dad, but you have to tell me what happened."
Mike shook his head no, but then nodded yes, his breath hitching as his final filter started failing. Jeff could feel the liquefication process had already started. "J-Juh-John d-died this morning. Overdose."
Jeff only knew of his Uncle John. He had problems and had to be cut out of Mike's life once Jeff was born. Mike had always desperately hoped John would be able to turn his life around but rehab never seemed to stick. This isn't just his Mike dealing with the death of his brother, but also the death of the hope for his brother. "Oh Dad, I'm so sorry!" Jeff reached out and pulled his Dad into a hug. "I'll tell Mom for you and let you out later tonight, okay?"
Mike just nodded between sobs, "Thank you Jeff." he whispered, and then there was just a pile of clothes.
Jeff took a minute to deal with the situation himself. He was sad but mostly for his dad since he never actually met his Uncle. Sitting up his scrotum was now stretched tight and his plump balls were heavy and squeezing each other constantly. It was mildly painful and he could feel Dean and his Dad moving around inside him.
What Jeff wasn't aware of, and given the turmoil his dad had forgotten about completely, was that his dad was holding a coworker in his balls too, Jeff now has two men and a teen in him.