"We always knew that you were genetically male," Jon's dad continued. "And that you were born functionally female from the waist down."
I'm functional? Jon thought. As in getting pregnant functional?
His father continued. "We knew that it would be hard for you, not quite male, not quite female, but somewhere in between. Despite the fact that you considered yourself male, you always enjoyed dressing in girl's clothing. I saw you naked once, when you were about thirteen. You didn't realize I was there, but you were looking at your body in a full lenght mirror. You were running your hand across your hips and pussy. You seemed sad, as if you were regretting not being born a single gender. You were also beautiful, naked and innocent, your hips widening, your nest of pubic hair decorating your vulva. You know by now that I'm bisexual and what I saw that day was a vision of beauty. You combined the best traits of male and female in a single person. I loved your mother, but there was always something missing in our relationship. When I saw you that day, I realized that you could give me what your mother couldn't: masculinity. You could be masculine when I needed you to be masculine and feminine when I needed you to be feminine. Over the next few months, I gradually fell out of love with your mother and increasingly in love with you. Our marriage suffered and eventually we got a divorce. I came to you seeking comfort and offering my love to you. We've been lovers ever since. We're going to get married after you graduate, but you already knew that." Jon's father looked away. "I suppose its my fault, really. There probably were a lot of things I could have done differently, but that's in the past now."
Married? To his father? Jon's mind reeled at the thought. "How do the others feel about this? Mikey, Zoe, Matt?"
"I don't think Mikey really understands it yet," said Jon's dad. "He just knows that mommy and daddy don't live together anymore. He is only eight. Zoe isn't taking it well, though part of it may be the fact that her brother is going to be her mother and now she'll actually have to listen to you." Jon smiled. "Matt seems to be taking it the best. He's sad that your mother and I divorced, but I think he wants the two of us to be happy."
They lay there quietly for a few minutes. Jon lay his head down on his father's chest and played with his massive cock. Finally, Jon snuggled up to his father, kissed him on the cheek and rolled over onto his back. He opened up his legs, revealing his wet and waiting pussy. "Come on in, Dad," said Jon. "My pussy's waiting." His father kissed him, mounted Jon and thrust his cock into Jon's womanhood.
