"Oh my! Oh my! Oh my!" John couldn't help but repeat this phrase over and over again. Here he was, but not himself anymore. John was Bob now. "I'm... I'm Dad now... No way..." John stopped his useless chanting and looked up to the mirror again. He pinched himself and hovered his hand over the mirror. "This isn't a dream. I'm Daddy." John touched his face, felt the stubble on his face. He went to his pecs and cupped them in his hands. He went down to his abs and pounded each one. "These are like Joey's." John went down to his butt, clenched it in his hands. It was so firm. "And my pee-pee is..." John looked in front and saw his dick, now limp. He touched it. "Ah!" It got slightly bigger. "It's ginormous! Wow!" He touched it more, kneaded it with his fingers. It went erect again and cum from before came leaking out. "This isn't No. 1. What is this white stuff? It kind of feels good." John moved his hands more. "Ah,Ah,Ah,Ah... Oh wow! It's so nice! Ah,Ah,Ah.... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" John ejaculated, hitting the mirror. "Ah, Dad. I'm sorry, I... Oh wait. This is me.... Wait, if I'm Dad, then who is....... Daddy! Daaaaaaaddy!" John ran out of his room butt naked.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom. "Shit, shit, shit! This can't be fucking happening! What the fuck?!" Bob continued to curse. It looked strange coming from an 8-year old's mouth. Bob slapped himself in the face. "Shit! This is real! Shit! This is fucking real!" Bob touched his face, his stubble was gone. He went to his pecs. He was flat as a board. "My abs! My prized abs!" He was beyond depressed. Going to his butt, it was no longer the firm piece of work that was his. "And my dick. Oh god, my dick..." Bob tried to no avail to get it erect, there was no cum either, not even pre-cum. "Oh fuck. And look at all this cum. Did it basically evacuate my body?!" Bob felt like crying, but then... "Wait. If I'm my son, then does that mean John is....?!"
Before Bob could finish, he heard screaming. "Daaaaaaaaaaddy!" The door opened. "Daddy. I'm you now! What about... Ah!" John slipped on the cum on the floor. "Shit." "Ow, that hurt... What was that?" John looked up and saw the mess on the floor. "All this white stuff is on the floor. Whoa!" "Johnny... John is that you?" Bob finally asked the question. "Yeah... Dad... Daddy is that you??" "I think so. I'm you now. And... And you're me..." Bob looked at his son. That was his body alright. He knew that dick anywhere. John did the same. He saw his birthmark. He started to tear up "Daddy.... Daddy..." "Calm down. Just calm down, son." "But we switched bodies. What are we gonna do? What will we tell Mommy. What will the others think?'' "Oh shit. I forgt about them. No we, can't tell them. Not yet. We need to see if we can find out what happened. Promise me this, son." "Sniff... 'Kay." "Good boy... Okay. My clothes here... are covered in cum, so go to my room. Put on some clothes. I need to clean this up." "Yes sir." John got up from the floor and left. Bob watched his butt. Everything that was once his, was now John's. "Fuck..."