Shahn was well aware he had a somewhat odd name - his mother had been feeling like giving him something unique, and his father agreed with her. His chat handle, DrHunk, was a combination of his hopeful career once he was done with his studies as a doctor, as well as what he hoped he could bring his body to be in the gym. His thumbnail pic was that of him flexing, smiling awkwardly. He was part of a gaming Discord channel - not that he got much gaming done these days. His friends were chatting about some new game even at this hour, and he wondered how any of these guys slept at all.
He stretched and settled into his chair, groaning as he felt what he thought was his body settling out of its awkward feeling from sleep...which was actually his hair thickening and starting to grow into fur on his chest and stomach.
He explained what had happened in his odd nightmare, which even now was starting to fade back into his mind's delirium, as most dreams did. The others on there basically called it a typical nightmare - didn't make much sense, did not need to make much sense. But Shahn was really feeling like something odd was going on about it. Maybe it was his body / mind trying to tell him something. But even that seemed...unlikely. Dreams were after all just mental images that flashed through the mind during REM Sleep, and---he sighed.
He was well and truly awake now. He scratched at his slightly grown ears as he thought about his thick mane of hair. He was gonna need to get that cut pretty soon. It was getting thicker than he was comfortable with. His thoughts started to change toward the issue of sex. And more to the point, that he had not had any lately. Sure he was muscular and handsome, but he was also...awkward. And a doctoral student, which tended to eat up his free time.
He looked down at his crotch and felt it stir and start to shift in form to a very slightly more feline based configuration. "I need to get a girlfriend...mm, or maybe boyfriend. Could give it the old college experimental try." He'd never been into guys and mostly contented himself with enjoying the odd college coed in the rare times he had some free time. But he figured he could not be picky - if a dalliance into bisexuality got him laid, it'd all be good.
He swore he had hit the gym really hard yesterday, thinking that was why his muscles were feeling so swolen. In reality they were each strengthening, hair thickening on his arms even as they popped with new musculature. He felt strong, ready to go, ready to move...damn, he guessed this really had put the kibosh to his hopes for any more sleep.
That morning the changed Shahn went downstairs and waved at his mom and dad, smiling as he prepped his bacon and chicken for breakfast. For some reason meat was feeling like it was gonna taste real well today...!