Russell was so horny! He kept glancing at the posters on his wall, thinking about the breasts. He was feeling a tingling sensation in his balls and pits again. He reached down and felt his cock. It was definitely bigger than yesterday. Maybe 7 and a half inches, now. His balls, likewise, seemed bigger and hairier. As soon as his hand touched his cock, he groaned; He was so horny and pent up! He felt the slimy precum leaking out of his tip. He scratched an armpit as he stared at the poster, not noticing there was even more hair.
He decided to go for it. He was already so horny, he couldn't think straight. He would just blow his load this one time, just to get his head clear again. He gripped his shaft and gasped at the sensation' it was so sensitive! He slowly began stroking it as he glancced at the posters. Fuck, they were so hot. He resented Coach for giving them to him, but deep down he was secretly grateful.
He began pumping himself harder and harder, grunting and grunting. Sweat began to form on his body, and the new mass of hair under his arms began to get damp. A musky odor began to permeate the room, but he was too horny to notice. Finally, with a deep grunt, he humped his hips into his hands and came a huge load. Again, this load got all over his already stained sheets and all over his hands. He layed down, panting from the exertion. He let go of his softening cock. He looked down and gasped; his balls looked even bigger, and they were definitely hairier! His bush was much bigger too, climbing up unbroken into a really thick treasure trail that led far above his belly button. His soft cock dangled even lower than before, and it definitely looked thicker. Likewise, he could see his chest hair had multiplied, making a small thatch in between his defeloping pecs. Looking at his arms, but biceps seemed a bit bigger and the patches of armpit hair sticking out, even when his arms were down, were much bigger.
He then noticed a scent wafting up from his feet. Looking down, he saw even more hair on them! And their smell was really offensive! Lifting up his arm and letting his new pit hairs spill out, he could smell some new rank BO under his arms! Gross! He had never had any BO before, let alone any hair! Now, he had huge rank sweaty pit bushes!
"FUCK!", Russell yelled in frustration, not noticing how easy it was for him to swear now! He had let himself go, let his crotch do the thinking for him. And now he was even hairier and more muscular! He put his head in his hands in frustration, and felt some thickish hairs sprouting out of his chin and cheeks. That was it; he began to cry in frustration and fear. Hearing his deeper voice, however, made him bawl even harder.
After a miute or two, he composed himself. He had to think of a way out. Crying about it would change nothing! At least, for the short time being, he wasn't so horny he couldn't think straight. However, he could feel his crotch already begin to stir. His hormones were out of control! He had to do something, fast, or he would lose himself completely. That was when he heard coach's heavy footfalls climbing up the stairs!