Unnerved at the hair growth, Derrick wanted to do something. It was just too much hair. He thought about waking Mike or calling the paramedics, but it was only hair, and it was 4 in the morning. Derrick made up his mind, and headed to the bathroom on the far side of the house. He opened his shaving kit and started to lather his legs. By the time he finished both legs he had gone through 6 blades, his legs were covered with toilet paper bandages from the nicks that occurred before he replaced the blades. He stretched and with his still hairy arms, he scratched his butt, and froze. More hair. Who had 2 inch hairs growing all over their backside? His hands quickly explored his back and shoulders as best he could. Hair, thick mats of hair everywhere. He had liked the thick thatch on his chest and belly. It made him look mature. But a thicker thatch on his back would make him look like an ape. His legs itched. He looked down to see an 1/16th inch stubble covering his recently smooth legs. As he watched it grew to 1/8th inch. He sat down on the toilet and put his head in his hands. This couldn't be happening. It had to be a dream. He shucked off his boxers, and stepped into the shower. Perhaps a cold shower would wake him up.
Brrrrrrrrrrrr. The icy water soaked him to the bone. The hair quickly became saturated with water. It weighed down his body, he was shocked at how heavy it felt. It reminded him of life guard training when he'd had to jump in the pool fully clothed. Only this was worse. The hair was clumping and clinging and weighing him down all over. He stepped out of the shower, and instinctively shook himself dry. All that hair sent water everywhere. He looked around at the soaked room, still damp. It took 3 towels to dry himself off, and 2 more to dry the ceiling, and walls. He then grabbed a blow dryer to finish the job.
He smelled like wet dog in spite of his drying efforts. So he started spraying himself all over with aerosol deodorant. He sniffed. Satisfied that he smelled less offensive, Derrick stepped back into his shorts. As he pulled them up, he met unexpected resistance. His hand reached around his backside to discover what was blocking his waistband. It was long, thin hard, and hairy, and growing out of him--HE HAD A TAIL!