Turning back to his truck, and scratching his somewhat larger, but finally full, hairy, stomach, Andrew felt really good about himself. He had always wanted to look more adult, more like a man. As he climbed into the cab of his truck he fingered his new 'stache. He felt happy to discover that he now liked them; he thought they looked.. hot. And he liked the way his looked. Pulling out of the parking lot, he thought about how he'd have to shave it off for school on Monday of course, but for now he thought it'd be cool to get his cowboy hat, or maybe a leather jacket, and see if he could convince people he was in his 30s; and, maybe get into a bar and drink a few beers, or get into an adult bookstore and see what it was like! For some reason these thoughts were making him horny. The cab in the truck was warm, and the traffic was slow so he rolled down the window. He noticed that the breeze coming in the window was tugging at his mustache. He found the sensation pleasurable, but odd. Looking down his nose, he saw that the 'stache seemed to grow beyond and below his nose! Reaching up it felt a lot fuller and no longer as silky as before! Looking at his face in the truck mirror, he saw that it was still basically a fu-manchu, but now it covered both his upper and lower lips. The ends of it grew below his chin. And, he now sported a massive "soul patch" under what he could see of his lower lip. The hair looked darker, and slightly wavy. "Holy Shit!" he said, noting that he could barely see his mouth as his 'stache moved. On its own accord, his dick got harder.