Harry would be home from college before his little sister got done with school for the day, and his mom would have to pick her up after her practice. So he had some time to kill. He already had plans to go mountain biking with a buddy he hadn't seen all semester. All he had to do was swing by the house, drop his stuff off, pick up his bike, and he'd be on the way. Descending into the dusty basement brought back the memory of his father and made him a little sad. He poked at the unfinished inventions, wondering what they were.
Beyond the work table, he saw his bike. As he moved toward it, he caught his hip on the edge of the table and his foot on a box. "Ow! Stupid! Be careful," he told himself. Looking down to see what he had stubbed his toes on, he saw a magazine with a nude woman on the cover. "What the..?" He knelt to look at the old, dust covered Playboy that must have belonged to his father. "You dirty old man," he said with a little smile. As he looked through the box, his mild approval turned to shock. How had his father kept secrets like this? Bondage magazines, fetish magazines, DVD's of all sorts of porn, and at the bottom of the box were videos obviously made by his father. Taking the videos, he repacked the box and hid it better than it had been hidden before. He got his bike from the corner and carried everything out of the basement.
Several hours later after his ride and dinner with his mom and sister, Harry found himself in his room with the door lock watching the video proof that some of Dad's inventions worked. His dad was a genius! He had turned a transvestite into a beautiful, real woman. He had turned a prudish woman into a raving, bimbo-looking slut. He had a video of him doing puppy play with a girl that was down on all fours and wagging her tail but wasn't wearing any props. And his father explained that other machines could do other things, that they just hadn't been tested and shouldn't be. Something had gone wrong with one of his experiments and further experimentation should never be attempted. It was why he let everyone believe him to be a failure.
For the rest of the night, Harry secreted away several of his father's inventions so that he could see some of these things first hand. And he knew just whom to start with...