A low, familiar growl escapes Kyoko's lips, now your father, as he looks at you with an expression that mixes paternal disapproval with a completely new mischief. His muscles tense subtly beneath his gym uniform, showing off his immense, defined mass.

"Padre (Kyoko): "So. Yes. It's me, your father. In the body of... Kyoko. You already know that, don't feign surprise. And no, I don't like being a woman, but honestly... He extends an arm, flexing a massive bicep that seems to want to break the fabric of his uniform, with a smug smirk. ...this is fucking impressive! I feel like a true titan. Much more of a 'man' than I ever was in my old body. With astonishing ease, he crouches next to a parked car and with a single massive arm, lifts it without visible effort, making the asphalt crunch beneath his feet.

"Padre (Kyoko): "How's it going, huh?" Not bad for an 'old man' in a teenager's body, huh? He's still your dad, but... improved." He winks at you, his arm muscles tensing as he holds the vehicle with one hand, waiting for your reaction.

"See? There are no limits now. So... what are you going to do about it, [your name/child]? Are you going to whine, or are you going to get used to your 'new' father figure?"