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Being a bear has it's good points.

added 19 years ago BM S

Well, it appears only SOME of the genetic data was transferred as Andrew still had thumbs, still could think like a human and could, when he wished walk on two legs.

Andrew walked into the bathroom and looked at himself.

He noticed he still had a nice thick beard but his body was a cross of ursine and human features. His nose was small for a bear’s nose but the same shape and was black. His fur was golden brown, but his dark beard and eyebrows contrasted that. The hair on the top of his head was the same dark brown color. The gold earring in his left, now fuzzy rounded ear looked kind of cool. His nipple ring was completely obscured by fur and his cool tribal tattoo he got on his right arm a few months ago was completely covered by fur.

Andrew looked down to his cock and wondered if it had changed. Indeed, the previous application of growth ointment had made it grow and now with his new DNA sequences activated, Andrew had a Bear’s cock with a human head on it. The bulge in the middle and the bone were interesting non-human features. Andrew’s balls were huge and hung in a low sac. The bear rug was a very fine bear in his lifetime, a prime specimen, a strong virile, healthy dominant male and Andrew could see why. His new DNA had build tons of new muscle on his now huge frame. Judging by the fact that he had to duck to get through the doors told him he was at least seven foot tall. His claws were long and deadly looking and his fangs, in a shorter than usual muzzle for a bear, were pure white and sharp. His belly was round and fat. It was scary, because he was now a freak, but Andrew was also rather pleased with his new body. He felt behind himself and found the stubby bear’s tale.

Thinking dad might come home and freak and shoot him, he got a piece of paper and wrote a note that he placed on the coffee table. It read: Something very strange has happened to my body, come to my bedroom and don’t shoot me I’m still your son no matter how I look. – Andrew

Feeling tired, Andrew went up to his bedroom and lay down to sleep.

Later that night, Butch, Andrew’s dad, came home and found the note.


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