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Connecting with my Son (1)

"Alright, honey, I'm going to drive Jack to school now."

"Have a good day, you two!"

The door closes softly. I wait for a bit for the sound of my wife's car starting. Then I sneak back into our bedroom. Then I start to transform. My muscles and stature shrink, as do my body hair. My features soften, and I can feel my voicebox physically change. Then I look down at myself.

I have a secret I'm hiding from my family. Over the past few month I've grown addicted to shapeshifting into my son to pleasure myself.

I've always been able to shift into any person I desire ever since I was a kid, but this is something I guard very closely. If anyone finds out what I am capable of, it'll surely errode any trust with me. After all, I could be literally anyone.

As soon as they leave the house, I retreat to our bedroom and spend a few hours as him with my wife's toys that she keeps under our bed. I know it's bad, but being in his body just feels so good.

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Connecting with my Son (2)

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Around 2 am last night, I suddenly felt the urge to get a drink of water. I carefully got out of bed so as not to wake up my wife and made my way to the kitchen silently. But as I was heading back, I noticed the light in my son's room was still on.

I was planning to barge in and tell him off for staying up so late, but then I noticed that inside his room was myself??? Or what seems to be myself aggressively pumping his cock with a fleshlight.

I can't believe my eyes as I watch the scene before me. The doppelganger is kneeling on a towel, loudly masturbating to a gay porno on my son's desktop. Around him is many spent condoms filled with what could only be presumably my cum.

Then the most surprising sentence comes out of "my" mouth.

"Mmmmm fuckkkk Dad, your body is just too good."

Wait... Dad?

Then a realization dawns upon me. My son must be a shapeshifter just like his father. I didn't even consider the possibility that my power could be hereditary! Just how long has he been able to do this?

My son and I have really never been close. I may be able to become anyone I wish, but that doesn't mean that I'm able to understand them. Little did I know that he was going through the same thing as his old man did so many years ago. Maybe it's time for some father-son bonding.

I take another look at the 40-year-old man fapping with the pocket pussy. I suppose it's about that age when he gets that urge. I feel something akin to pride? for my son. Y'know, maybe he can use some advice from his old man around this time. Like, for one, not assuming that just because it's late at night doesn't mean that nobody's awake.

I sneak back to the bedroom so as not to interrupt his "fun." I guess I can overlook him staying up late for now...