It was a dark room. A dark room where eight young men between age of 14 to 21 were closed in. They all were kidnapped last night on the street. They all suffer from the sedative injection they got. Suddenly, the lights are going up, it hurts their eyes. Slowly their vision clears up. All of them see the seven other young man, wearing only underpants.
'Where are we, and who are you guys?' asked Mark. He is 17 years old, blond and 6'2" tall, with a slim build.
"Don't worry, soon everything will be explained' Said a voice from a loudspeaker 'You all will understand everything soon'.
As the boys look around, they take a look at each other. They all are fit, handsome guys with no or minimal body hair. Except for Max. Max is 18 years old, and he has brown hair. While the others try to get some information, he examines his legs, that are hairier than he remembered, and the same is true for his arms.
The door opened, and a man in his thirties in a lab coat came in.
'Hello guys, I think you wonder why are you here. Well, you are chosen to lay the foundation to the future. Well not your future, but mine and this company's future. But let's start at the beginning - I assume you all know nothing about human hair and it's price. A wig made of human hair can be sold for 500 to 1000 dollars. Well, unfortunately, this hair can be bought usually from India or China, and a hair in different colours and textures are more harder to be found. Our company had an idea: men can grow hair not just on their scalps, but on their whole body, of course in a lesser amount. We investigated, worked hard and we found a formula, that changes human DNA and it forces the body to grow hair from every pores. This formula was injected into you all last night, and your transformation is going to begin soon. That is why you are in pairs, Two guys with blond hair, two with black, two with red and two brown. Yes, I see you understand your future now: you are going to live as human sheeps, you are going to be human livestocks for the rest of your lives.'
During the speech Max slowly caressed his newly grown hair on his arms. He slowly looked up to the wall, sseing his reflection in the mirror on the wall. He couldn't believe his eyes: He had a full coverage of chest hair. He touched it slowly, feeling the unfamiliar coarseness.
'But, this is impossible!' said Tom, the oldest guy with his 21 years. He was brown haired and 5'8". 'You can not change ones DNA'
'No, It is true' said Max 'Look...look at me...I have chest hair...I..I never had hair on my chest, nor my arms or legs....but look at this' He started to panic 'I...I don't want to be an animal..stop it, please..stop it!'
'No my boy' told the man ' It is just beginning'