Jake opened up a second window of the Chronivac, choosing instead to load a photo. He picked one from the same camping trip as the one on the cork board, this photo only of his father when he was setting up the tent. The screen flashed 'Loading' followed by 'Updating' and soon the virtual image of his father was up on the screen. Jake couldn't help but wince as he realized that the model of his father, much like his was completely naked. It felt odd seeing his father like that, but at least he knew where he got his five incher from, now. He moved his eye off the model and over to the stats.
Name: Joseph Francis Williams
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Race: Caucasian
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 157
Build: Average
Occupation: Accountant
Misc Options:-
Jake considered for a moment trying to figure out what he could mess with. He clicked on Race, seeing what options were available, and a whole drop down menu appeared.
Race: Caucasian
--Ethnicity: 75% British, 25% Irish
--Nationality: American
Jake scratched his chin as he thought this over, the feeling of the scruff against his fingers was a new experience. that distracted him for a moment. He went into Ethnicity and altered it to 100% Italian. He altered a few others stats, and cautiously surveyed his handiwork..
Name: Joseph Francis Williams
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Race: Caucasian
--Ethnicity: 100% Italian
--Nationality: American
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 157
Build: Muscular
Occupation: Accountant
Misc Options:-
He didn't know what to enter for weight, he had considered a few numbers, but they all seemed odd to him. He hoped changing build to muscular with the height increase would cause the program to adjust that itself, after all it changed his height and weight when he made himself older, it made sense to him. He clicked the green 'Go' button again. He almost expected to hear some noise from downstairs, but it remained eerily silent as the model on the screen changed. His father's image suddenly got taller and the shoulders broader. Muscle seemed to pack itself on to the digital model, even changing the way the virtual replica stood, his legs suddenly held further apart. The thinning brown hair on top of his father's head suddenly turned pitch black, except for distinguished streaks of gray at the temples, as well as getting thicker, even more so than it was when his father was younger. The features on his father's face changed, the nose and brow becoming bolder, the jawline more square and defined, overall looking more masculine. His skin darkened from pale to a more olive complexion. The clean shaven look vanished as a thick five o'clock shadow covered the model's cheeks and jaw and a neatly trimmed salt and pepper goatee grew in around its mouth.
His father wasn't a hairy guy, in fact having little more than the sparse bit that Jake himself had, but that was quickly changing. First the pubes became darker and bushier, followed by dark hair covering the now muscular legs and thick arms, even on top of his feet and the back of his hands. A thick streak of black hair grew up over the model's six pack, and up to the pecs, were it spread out in a thick black pelt, even there Jake could see a dusting of gray coming in. there was even some on his father's shoulders and back. He noticed with an odd fascination that his father's package was growing. Apparently some of the stereotypes about Italians were true, or at least the program thought they were. Heavy furry balls hung down along the thighs, and a thick cock that Jake estimated must have been eight inches soft flopped down along side them. Jake was amazed how much those few changes altered his father, taking a quick look over at the stats..
Name: Joseph Francis DeSantos
Age: 44
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Race: Caucasian
--Ethnicity: 100% Italian
--Nationality: American
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 217
Build: Muscular
Occupation: Accountant
Misc Options:-
He noticed the name changes with a small laugh, it did make sense though. But why had nothing happened to him. His thoughts were cut short as a wave of warmth suddenly passed over him. Eagerly he moved over to the mirror. Already he noticed himself growing taller, his frame broadening to match that of his father. Even his muscles began to swell, his skinny body disappearing beneath growing muscles, even as his skin darkened with the tint of Mediterranean heritage. His brown hair turned a dark black, thickening dramatically, followed by the darkening of his body hair. Soon that was thickening and growing out as well. His arms and legs growing a fine coating of dark hair. His pubes grew thicker around his cock as his treasure trail widened into a three inch wide streak of hair up his stomach. Where it met his chest it spread apart, covering a good deal of his pecs. It wasn't as thick or as widespread as his father's but it made sense as he was younger.
His face was also changing, his fine boned features disappearing beneath the more masculine ones matching his father's. His nose was still finer, but his jaw was more pronounced, still, as before the similarity was striking. A shadow appeared along his firm jaw and cheeks, and a heavier scruff grew in on his chin, as well as thick sideburns. A sudden weight between his legs brought his eyes down to see his new large eight inch package hanging between his thighs. He looked over to the picture of him and his father and sure enough that changed as well. Now instead of the two slender, pale, brown haired men there were two dark muscular Italian men, still in the same pose, but somehow the grin on the younger one looked cockier and the fatherly pride on the older one seemed more prominent. The rest of the pictures of him had also changed with his new body, and he saw oddly enough that some of the friends in those photos had changed again. Some were even of him with other guys dressed in soccer uniforms. He had never played sports before, but it seems he did now.
He brought up the window still containing his information and gave it a once over.
Name: Jacob Mark DeSantos
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Race: Caucasian
--Ethnicity: 50% Italian, 50% Irish
--Nationality: American
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 204
Build: Muscular
Occupation: College Student/Retail Clerk
Misc Options:-
He needed to see his changed father for himself. He quickly dragged his jeans on, feeling the new sensation of the denim right against his cock as he adjusted himself. He didn't bother with a shirt, knowing that this new him rarely did while at home. He pounded down the stairs, his new weight making a lot more noise than his small twelve year old self did the last time he was on the stairs. He went in the kitchen, using the excuse of getting something to drink in order to peer in the living room at his parents. Sure enough there they both were, his mother still the same Irish woman she was before, though a bit older he noticed, but his father was the new muscular Italian he had changed him to be. He grabbed a beer out of the fridge and pried off the top before taking a swig. He didn't even notice he had done it until the beer hit his lips. It was something he never would have done before, but now it seemed something he did all the time. His father craned his neck to look back at him. "Hey kiddo, bring me one will ya'?"
Jake was surprised at how deep his father's voice had become, but he was even more surprised by his own matching baritone as he gave a quick, "Sure thing, pop." Hearing his new voice for the first time. He brought his father a bottle of beer before excusing himself to go back upstairs and shut the door behind him. He took a moment to right his thoughts, taking a few more swigs of beer to help the process along. He looked to the computer and wondered what more he could mess around with.