Harry heard his friend Zach's deep sultry voice pick up the phone. Even though it made his dick twitch at how manly it sounded, Harry fumbled with the phone and hung up. He wanted to bad to give in and become a hairy smelly hulk like his friend Zach. God, Zach was so hot, he thought to himself as he looked down at his thick erection that oozed and looked like a throbbing steel pipe. He would like nothing better than to give in, but he needs to fight this!
Harry climbs into bed and pulls the covers over his newly hairy body. With the covers over himself, the blankets trap his intense musk and BO, and he can smell his stink wafting off his sweaty body. His hand slowly explores his new body, touching his thick chest hair, the massive bushes of hair that had sprouted in his armpits. He quickly springs a large boner, pounding painfully against his covers. It leaked precum out of his tip, smearing and getting his blankets wet, and every rub of the soft fabric against his cock just made him feel even hornier.
"This isn't right!", he thinks to himself, wanting his old body back! When he didn't have to think about all this new hair, and shaving. When he didn't stink like a locker room and when he wasn't constantly thinking about sex, constantly wanting to jack off or fuck. He focused all his energy on trying to take these changes back and to return to his old body as he drifted off to sleep.