Chad scratched his for loin cloth clad cock and balls. It felt like he wasn't wearing anything. Then his fur clad cock flopped forward into his hand, and his furry balls dangled between his legs.
The loin cloth came loose? He thought.
He reached to adjust it. Chad's hands found no purchase. The loin cloth was gone, but the fur remained. His skin was furry. The fur was spreading across his body. Chad's thighs were furry, his lower abs were buried in fur. His back too was furry. What kind of fur? There was a slip of paper in the box. Chad cashed back to his locker to read the slip.
He picked up the box, dug out the paper, and bit his lip. It read: