Part 01
It was Saturday morning and I was downstairs in my room when I heard the front door open on the floor above me, “Huh, I wonder where Dad is going?” I pondered to myself. A couple of minutes later I heard two sets of footsteps coming down the wooden stairs to the basement living room, just outside my bedroom.
Giggle “I’m so glad you could make it” Giggle
“What the fuck? Who the hell is over?” I thought to myself and got up to put my ear against my closed bedroom door.
It sounded like there was a little bit of shuffling around before I heard my Dad say, “Stop itttt!” as if to tease as he giggled playfully.
“The fuck?!” I said in my head and quietly opened my bedroom door to see what the hell was going on.
My Dad was clinging around some guy’s neck! The guy then reached around with both hands, grabbed and jiggled my Dad’s ass through his jeans while exclaiming “Like I would miss another opportunity to fuck this hot piece of ass!”
My Dad snickered in response, “I said stop ittt, you’re so bad!” he said teasing again in a false protest.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!” I yelled.
My Dad’s head jerked around in surprise, “Mark?! You’re home?! I thought you left to play your normal pick up game of basketball!” His eyes were large with panic.
“I told you yesterday that the court was closed today. What the fuck is going on?!” I yelled, again.
“....” My Dad was silent for a moment, “...Well…I was going to tell you…” he started to say but was cut off by the other guy in the room.
“Hey squirt!” I heard a deeper voice say. I repeated “squirt…” in my head which caused my tunnel vision to break away from my Dad, seeing who the man that was grabbing my Dad’s ass was for the first time.
“Tim Ashwood?!” I exclaimed, eyes wide. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOUSE?!” I yelled.
“Tim, I think it’s best we cancel our plans for the day and you go home. Give me some time to talk to my son.” My Dad said turning around and gently placing a hand on Tim’s chest as he spoke.
A faint smile appeared on my Dad’s face when Tim slapped his ass again as he said “Sure. Later squirt!” and walked upstairs.
My Dad waited until he heard the front door close before saying “Hey, kiddo. Why don’t we go for a walk…” It was so weird hearing Sasha’s voice talk to me like my father...
We walked in silence for awhile, I was unsure really, of what to say and I think my Dad was too. I didn’t even realize how far we walked until he said, “Hey, why don’t we go up on the ferris wheel? It will give us some privacy to talk.”
“Sure.” I muttered.
……………….
Several minutes later and up in the ferris wheel.
“YOU FUCKED TIM ASHWOOD?!” I screamed.
My Dad with his hands in his lap just raised his shoulders and gave me a sheepish smile, conveying confirmation and embarrassment, but you could also tell that he didn’t regret it.
“Now look, don’t get so upset over this. With The Role Exchanger coming through and putting me in your girlfriend’s… ahem Sasha’s body during the high school graduation festival… well… Look, even if you wanted to, you can’t continue to date “Sasha”, this body, me, I’m your Dad!” He explained.
“Dad… I get that. But that doesn’t mean this isn’t hard for me! You FUCKED Tim Ashwood! In MY GIRLFRIEND’S BODY. I know it’s you in there but I still see SASHA, now I have images of my girlfriend fucking Tim! The guy has been tormenting me since elementary school. You realize this is the same kid I punched in the face PER YOUR INSTRUCTION for bullying me back in middle school? And you realize that doing THAT has only made things worse, even now, post high-school graduation?!”
Dad spread his legs and reclined back against the ferris wheel bench he was sitting on. Resting his arms along the top of the benches backrest, relaxed… as if he was still in his own body.
“Oh he’s not so bad! He’s actually pretty sweet once you get to know him.” he said smiling with his eyes looking down and away, glazed over.
“Is he reminiscing on the sex he had with Tim?...” I thought.
“I just can’t believe that of all the people, you fucked Tim Ashwood…” I muttered. “Dad I hadn’t even had sex yet with Sasha!” I said complaining, still in disbelief.
“Look Mark, it just kind of happened!” He tried to explain to calm me down. “Remember how everyone who was at the graduation festival was required to report to the gymnasium by the government, a couple days after it happened? Well, when they got done explaining things I rushed out and into the guy’s bathroom, not thinking about my current body, and I started crying in front of a mirror. I guess someone else was in the bathroom too because before I knew it a guy had his arms around me, hugging me in such a caring way. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear that everything was going to be okay, probably not knowing who I actually was. It just so happened to be Tim. Heightened from all the emotions and not used to all of the sensations that a woman has, that kiss… that breathy warm whisper in my ear…” He started to trail off as the incident replayed in his head...
“Dad?” I asked, waiting for him to continue.
Ahem! He cleared his throat - regaining his focus, “Well, let’s just say this body has needs and like I said… it just sort of happened…” he said, once again putting on a sheepish smile.
“YOU TWO FUCKED IN THE SCHOOL BATHROOM AFTER THE GOVERNMENT MEET UP?!” I stood starting to scream again. “DAD! I was there WITH you! Is that why you were so red when you came back in the gymnasium?” I said falling back onto the bench behind me.
“Why do you think I was so quick to change out of my clothes and do laundry when we got back home? I couldn’t let you see the cum stains on my panties!... ahem underwear.” He said in his defense.
“YOU LET HIM CREAMPIE YOU?! WHAT THE FUCK!” I yelled disoriented.
“Haha, trust me, a creampie just isn't for the guy. It feels a lot better than you think...” he paused and nodded, “Actually, it feels hell of a lot better as a girl to get creampied than as a guy doing the creampieing” Dad said laughing with a pleased smile before realising it might have been the wrong time to joke around, even though he was completely serious.
“Ew, gross Dad!!!” I said in disgust, looking out the window.
“Heh…” he laughed quietly and nervously. “...Sorry…” He said again shrugging his shoulders with “eh, what do you want me to do?” type of expression.
“I can’t believe that my own Dad is my girlfriend who is now fucking the person who has made it his personal mission to make my life a living hell.”
“Wait a second… that government meet up was a month ago… Oh god… Please tell me that was the only time you two have had sex…” I pleaded.
Dad just shrugged again with an awkward smile, “Sorry son, like I said… this body has needs.”
“Oh for Christ’s sake.” I said exhausted
“Look, son. You’re going to have to get over the fact that I’m not Sasha, I’m not your girlfriend. I’m going to have to make the best of my situation and you’re going to have to come to grips with that…”
“I know… this is just a lot for me to take in. But I’ll try to be okay with this…” I said, not actually accepting that any of this was okay.
The ferris wheel ride came to an end and we made our way home, walking in silence… again.
……………….
Sunday morning rolls around and I somehow drag myself out of bed, still exhausted from everything that happened previous day. I walk upstairs to the kitchen to grab a drink of orange juice and look out the window to see clear skies and a whole lot of sun.
“Ugh.. I need some fresh air” I muttered miserably to myself since the image of my girlfriend Sasha getting creampied still haunted me.
I walked to the sliding glass door that led to the balcony with my head down looking at my cup of juice, making sure not to spill any of it. I opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony, looked up and saw my Dad in a white and black top, a pair of stylish ripped jeans that were pulled and folded down at the waist exposing a black Calvin Klein thong that he was wearing. He was leaned forward, straddling Tim who was reclined in one of our lounge chairs, making out with him.
“Oh come on! Really?!” I exclaimed.
Surprised, my Dad pushed off Tim’s chest to pop himself upright. This caused Dad to inadvertently grind his crotch against Tim’s probably erect penis. Tim smiled with satisfaction and anticipation.
“Hey squirt! How does it feel to know that I’m fucking your Dad in your girlfriend’s body?!” Tim asked condescendingly while sliding his left hand under the ripped jeans, grabbing a handful of my Dad’s left ass cheek and pulling it out from behind the cloth, giving it a nice jiggle to make his point before taking a hit of his vape pen.
I blushed as I had never seen Sasha in a thong before, let alone in such a sexy position.
My Dad turned to face Tim and half-heartedly slapped his chest “Stop it!” he said scoldingly while stifling a giggle.
“Is he actually finding Tim making fun of me, taunting me, amusing?...” I thought to myself.
Dad then turned to me with an annoyed expression, “Mark, we talked about this. Now go back downstairs and don’t disrupt us again.”
“GAH!” I yelled jerking my head to the side. I turned around and went back inside the house, slamming the sliding door shut and began to walk back to my room.
I stopped at the top of the stairs and looked over my shoulder just before heading back down to my room. Tim had now grabbed both of my Dad’s ass cheeks, one in each hand, chuckling. Dad gave a light playful slap to Tim’s face with his right hand while keeping his left hand gently planted on his muscular chest.
Giggle “You’re so bad, I told you to stop picking on my son!” I heard my Dad say playfully, through the glass door.
Tim just chuckled and continued to grope my Dad’s ass, “You say that, but I heard you start to laugh when I asked him how it felt to know I was fucking you.”
“Well… it was sort of funny.” Dad said giggling.
Tim just laughed and continued to squeeze my dad’s left ass cheek as he gripped the back of my Dad’s neck with his right hand, pulling him down to continue making out. Dad began to slowly gyrate his hips, grinding his pussy against Tim.
“God dammit…” I said, turning to walk down the stairs and back into my room.
[END]
............................................................................ The orignal basis of this caption is built off of another caption I saw elsewhere. They originally only had something similar to the father breaking the news to the son that he had slept with his lifelong bully on the ferriss wheel but I liked the idea so much I wanted to expand on it and it's story. So I added a prelude of what led up to the father having to break the news to the story, a flashback, and sort of what happened after the father talked to his son. I did try to track down the original author but was unable to, I believe I orignally saw it on deviant art but there was so much content to sift through I gave up after like an hour and half of searching. BUT I did want to give credit where credit is due and to be as transparent as possible --> The basis of this story is not mine but anothers, I am simply expanding on the story of a father telling his son he slept with his bully after swapping bodies with the sons girlfriend due to the role exchanger!
This will be a multi-part series, sort of like the Nothing Out of The Ordinary series! Hope you all like it :)