Jeff ponders his options. He wants to be hairy, but he hardly knows how much. Jeff decides on 23, its the maximum so if he needs he can turn it down. Jeff selects the 23 option and excitedly stares at the screen and himself, waiting for changes. The screen simply reads “Changes will take place after sleep.” Jeff sighs and trudges to bed, if he's going to be different when he wakes up then he wants to go asleep as fast as possible. Laying down in his bed, soon sleep overtakes him.
Jeff wakes up under his thick comforter, his alarm for school going off. He slams the clock and stretches in the dark, happy its finally friday. Getting out of bed his comforter clings around him, and Jeff tries to pinch it off with him only to feel pain, he had pulled on a hair.
Hair?
Jeff suddenly remembers and rushes to the bathroom to see what had changed. He was not prepared for what he saw. Standing in the mirror was someone he had never seen before. They were stark naked, though that didn’t matter because they were also covered head to toe in thick curly brown hair. There was much more hair than skin showing on this guy, the only thing standing out was his large dick, and some of the hairiest balls he has ever seen. Jeff also noticed a beard that must have been at least 2 feet, hanging all the way to the middle of his chest. His hair was at least 3 feet long. Jeff reached out and so did the tower of testosterone in the mirror. Jeff then realizes that ITS HIM. He looks down at his hands to see besides his palms and fingers, inch long hairs are sprouting from the back of his hands, and the arms, and everywhere. Jeff turns around in the mirror to see a lot less pretty picture. Thick hair covers his back completely, not stopping there. What Jeff could only assume is a large butt is covered in hair, including inside his crack. Jeffs legs are also wrapped in thick locks. Turning around again Jeff realizes he has thirty minutes to get ready for school, how the hell is he going to go looking like this? Jeff scurries to his closet to find that surprisingly all of his clothes fit him. He grabs a flannel and tries desperately to put it on, but it proves impossible with all of his hair. So instead he grabs a sweatshirt and throws it on. Next Jeff needs underwear, he doesn’t think that any of his underwear can fit his much larger package but to his surprise his old underwear isn’t in there; Instead only brightly colored thongs greet him. Jeff sighs and pulls one on. He finds that it not only fits his package perfectly, but doesn’t chafe the gratuitous amount of hair around it. Jeff then finds some sweatpants and extra large tennis shoes and throws them on before running back to the bathroom. He looks like a homeless person with his hair like this, so he open a drawer to find clippers and quickly trims it down to 1/4 inch, before shaving off the rest. The amount of high quality shaving equipment he was finding perplexed Jeff, he didn’t exactly know what was going on. Before leaving Jeff used a band he found to put his hair in a makeshift bun.
Jeff reviews himself in the mirror. His strong jawline is now visible without all the hair, and his bun makes him look, for lack of a better word, cute as hell. The only thing bothering Jeff now is the bush of chest hair poking out of his sweatshirt, but he didn’t have time for that. Jeff grabs his bag out of his room and stomps down the stairs, remarking at how strange it feels that his package is dangling freely in his sweatpants. Jeff walks over to the fridge, hoping for something to eat but is disappointed. The only thing worthwhile in the fridge was 3 dozen eggs and a half gallon of milk. Without hesitation Jeff grabs 6 eggs and the milk, he is acting unknowingly on a new habit. Cracking the 6 eggs open into a cup Jeff only realized after he swallowed them what he had done. Desperate to get the awful taste out of his mouth Jeff snags the milk and starts drinking. Only a couple of seconds passed by before Jeff is sucking on air. He marvels at the fact that he just ate so much in so little time, and hes still starving! Grimacing, he knows what he probably should be eating with this body. Gulping down several more eggs, Jeff shrugs off the taste and runs to the bus awaiting him outside. Climbing on the bus, Jeff expects everyone to stare at his new figure, but is met with hardly any attention whatsoever. Good. Jeff makes his way to the back of the bus and sits in an empty seat. Already he can feel his back hair sweating against the chair. This would be a long day.