Hop on In

"All right, son. You know the drill," said my dad, dropping his robe and turning his back to me, "Hop on in."

"You got it!" I said, stripping off my own clothes and stepping right up behind him.

I placed my hands on his back to let him know I was there. Then, he started slowly backing into me as I pressed myself gently forward, feeling my flesh melt into his as I went deeper and deeper into him. I felt his body coming more and more under my control, that wonderful feeling that I had been waiting for all week.

"All right, Dad," I said, taking a deep breath, "I'm about to go all the way in!"

"Go ahead, Son," he said, "And remember -- I'm only letting you use my body this weekend because I want to use yours next weekend!"

"You got it, Dad!" I said.

I gave him a light kiss on his back and then I plunged my head right in, navigating my way up through his body until my eyes matched up with his. After a brief moment of bluriness, I knew that I was now inside of my own father's body, controlling it just like it was my own -- and, oh, the things I had planned for it for the weekend!