The sight of the new normal made you instantly flustered and hard. You look down to see if your machines listened well and made sure you weren't changed with the rest of the population. Your scruffy face, light body hair, and lacking muscles told you that all was the same with you. Your 5 inch penis, flat butt, and frail frame -- that last one coming from your dedication to your satellite -- could see to improvements, but for right now you're as happy as can be. Since the changes involving clothing were universal, you also had just a jockstrap on. It was just a plain, white, Emporio; of course, getting stretched out. You don't even bother pulling your underwear down before you jerk yourself to the hotties outside your window.
The new population's hairy bodies were well groomed, like everyone was a dog signed up for a show. Even with the blankets of hair, summer sweat clearly glistened off all of their fat and muscles. A couple had their arms around each other's sides before one slid his hand down and quickly fingered his partner. He yelped and jumped a bit at the sudden intrusion, his mantits clapping and jiggling against each other, before he playfully slapped his lover's own pecs. They continued their walk, with the partner gropping his lover's cheeks. Across from them two guys stopped in front of each other. They had been roommates in College (now the only form of schooling and taking place over at least a decade), and hugged each other tightly. Although you wouldn't have known this, the smushing of the two guys' hug sent you over the edge. You came harder than you ever did in the old world and made a mess out of your jock.
After throwing your Emporio in your washing machine, you immediately got your phone and called some friends over. You wanted to get in on that bear-on-bear action, even if you weren't exactly a bear. First call was your own ex-roommate, Monty "Montana" Tanner, a partier from freshman year to today and sexpert. Next was your best friend, Noah Caitson, a kind, friendly soul and your first time. Rounding your group out was your gamer friend, Grace Groff, one of the smartest people in your gaming group and your biggest crush. Calling the three of them was easy, but after calling Grace, now Gary, you noticed that his old name, along with other girls, were still on your phone. Before you could change any of their names to better suit the new reality, a knock at your door was heard.