Minho became easily tempted to discover more of his body, expecting the growth to take place elsewhere. He already knew where he wanted to explore next. With a mixture of anticipation and satisfaction, his hands ventured lower still, beneath the barrier of his pants. As he rubbed his newly hairy chest and nipples earlier, he already felt his bulge pushing against his Calvin Klein underwear he picked out. He was proud to call himself both a shower and a grower, unafraid to show off his bulge in his loose sweatpants whenever he went to rehearsals. Although not huge, he was still proud of his 5 inch soft cock, often going around the dorm only in his underwear to assert his large manhood to the other members, usually catching them stealing glances at his huge package. Minho’s 7 inch, thick and hard cock was often his own source of visual pleasure as he jerked off to his muscular reflection in his dorm, the epitome of a narcissist.
He pulled down the straining underwear, revealing a carpet of hair that connected his thick treasure trail on his abs to his dense pubes. The dark hair covered his crotch, which previously had been the only place on his body to have hair. Now, his pubes were so virile and wild that he could see them joining the hairs on his muscular quads. The hairs at the base of his cock were the thickest and longest, a forest of hair that only made his dick look even larger somehow.
His impressive length stood at what he could only guess was 8.5, pushing 9 inches. Veins pulsed beneath the surface, as he felt his cock hard like never before. On a closer look, he noticed his cock was now covered in hair nearly up to his foreskin. The new shaft hair, fine yet dense, gave his member a new texture as he grabbed the thick girth tightly. His big hands struggled to wrap around it, as he put two hands on his new length to stroke it up and down. Oddly enough, he loved his newly hairy cock, as it truly defined his cock as the center of all his masculinity. The tip, swollen and dripping with precum, served as a source of immense pleasure, releasing more with every touch.
Mingyu marveled at the intricacies that defined his 9 inch member. The texture of the new hairs, velvety and responsive, ignited his sense of masculinity, amplifying the pleasure that coursed through his veins. Each stroke, each pump, evoked a wave of pleasure, sending electric shocks of ecstasy through his muscular body. He never thought in his life that he would need two hands to stroke his dick.
‘Fuck, look at this monster cock,’ Minho whispered.
As Minho continued to slowly stroke his growing member, a remarkable transformation unfolded before his eyes. His entire body seemed to respond to his self pleasure, as he noticed his chest hair starting to peek out from above his v-neck line. Raising his arms, he saw his pit hair growing longer and thicker to the point where it comes out from his tight sleeves, growing around his pumped biceps.
Minho, consumed by the exhilaration of his evolving body, could no longer contain his curiosity. With a swift motion, he peeled off the snug-fitting V-neck, allowing it to fall to the floor, exposing his newly adorned physique in all its glory.
As the shirt fell to the floor, his jaw did so too. The transformation that had taken control of his body in full force.
Starting from his chest, the fine hairs that once adorned his pecs and nipples multiplied, intertwining and growing out. The dense growth spread like wildfire, covering his well-defined abdominal muscles and venturing downward, forming a trail that could now be called a highway of hair, that led to the ultimate destination of desire. His hands instinctively moved across his round pecs, tracing the contours of his broad chest and nipples, now covered in a thick carpet of black hair. His body hair now rivalled that of an Arab man, thick, dark, and dense.
His arms, only this morning covered in a handful of thin hairs, now boasted a dense forest of hair that accentuated their muscular contours. From his forearms to his bicep peaks, his hands ran across the muscles that unleashed a rapid growth.
He took off his jeans fully at this point, discovering that the hairs extended further, adorning his bulging quads and calves with a new black coverage. The hairs clung to his skin, embracing the curves and angles of his athletic frame, tracing the path of his exploration and intensifying the pleasure that coursed through his veins.
Even his back, originally a canvas of smoothness and muscular definition, yielded to his primal urges, sprouting fine hairs across his lats and traps that mirrored the expanse of his growing desires. It added a layer of texture to his physique, emphasizing the raw sensuality that emanated from his being. Minho was floored to discover the hair growing on his back.
‘Jesus, I’m gonna be unstoppable with this hairy beast of a body,’ he moaned.
Minho, immersed in the depths of his own pleasure, marveled at the transformation that had just happened. His body, now adorned in a thick coat of black hair, was now the peak masculine form, nearly impossibly so. His body in the side mirror reflection now looked as if someone had put a handsome Korean man’s face onto the body of an insanely hairy Middle Eastern body builder, with the golden tan skin of an Asian.