Benny stood in the cramped hospital bathroom, naked and thankfully unhooked from both the beeping monstrosity and the IV. He had to stay another night, sure, but at least he didn't have to deal with monitors stuck to him, and he could take a shower. Two day unwashed bull was not the most enticing scent, even to himself.
He looked down at the still offending parts of himself. His arms below his elbows were being stubborn, and the five fingered hands? Frankly, those were freaking him out a little. He didn't know how others did it, those fingers just seemed so thin and fragile. Then there was that real problem. That smooth human flesh from below his chest to his thighs, and the complete lack of his old pride and joy. Only in the front though, his tail had popped free during the doc's examination, hitting Raymond right in the face. He could barely make out the start of the slit, and part of him wanted to touch it. Another part was afraid if he enjoyed it his body might decide to keep it and then out pops an udder or some bullshit. It was a stupid worry, he knew, but still one he had.
He flicked on the water in the shower, luckily, they had given him a room with a shower made for larger anthros, even if the rest of the bathroom was a sad closet. How could he get these finally changes to just happen? He thought as he stepped under the warm water, letting it soak through his shaggy red fur. The wisdom of the college students seemed to say getting off sped up the change, especially there, but how did he get off without.. Duh, Benny.
He started playing with one of his nipples. With his strange hands it was easier to pretend it was someone else doing it. He sat down on the bench in the shower shifting about so he could explore between his legs, but for.. there it was. He pressed a finger into his tailhole, his mind summoning forth the image of Tad, the stocky badger mechanic, imagining his tongue rather than his own fingers exploring.
He felt a twitch and smiled, letting his hands slide up to the shaft that had finally come out of hiding, feeling small in his hand, but growing as he stroked it, the familiar weight of his balls returned, the same time as he could feel the water soaking the freshly grown fur on his stomach as his sheath grew up along his still growing shaft, He shifted his other hand to his cock as well as it neared its familiar length, pumping eagerly as he leaned back on the bench, still imagining the burly badger in place of his own hands.
He opened his eyes as he came, gasping as his freshly regrown balls churned and spilled their first load of seed. He watched the fur grow down his forearms and to his hands, where his fingers melded into three digits as he still gripped his cock. It was a strange but not unwelcome sensation. He sat there for a moment, letting the shower do it's job as he just reveled in having his body back. Not that he had anything against humans, or the few weeks he had to spend as one when the Valley was on the other side. Hopefully he'd still be male and this was just a weird fluke.