After stopping by for breakfast at the burger bar, Ben reluctantly headed over to the garage. Walking past the office, Paul was filling in some paperwork. Ben nervously poked his head through he door and said Hello. Paul looked up and and said Hi back and went back to filling out forms.
Ben let out a sigh of relief as he walked on, but Paul suddenly realised that something was wrong, and looked straight back up at him. Ben looked more muscular then he did last Friday, with bulging biceps and well defined pecks all showing through his t-shirt. But what really got his attention was the huge bulge in his crotch, which he was sure he hand never seen before. He knew that Ben had wanted to go to the gym over the past few months, but a to day work out couldn't have made him buff so quickly could it?
With the paperwork done, Paul headed out the office, just as Ben was kneeling down, changing a tire on a car. As he knelt down, the back of his shirt began to pull up revealing a back with an immense amount of blond hair on it. This also grabbed Paul's attention, Ben had never been that hairy, but even his arms seemed to have a coating then as well. “What the hell was going on?” Paul thought.
By this point, Ben was felling a little nervous, he knew that Paul had noticed something, but he tried to go on as if nothing happened. Quickly, Ben pulled down his shirt to hide his back, but just then, his tail began to thump against his tight jeans. Now frantic, he quickly adjusted his jeans, forcing his tail to come to a standstill.
Paul was still staring, but was trying to come up with rational explanations for what he saw, he couldn't for the muscles or the hair, but he just assumed that the movement in the back of his jeans was just Ben's mobile phone going off. But before he could ask Ben anything, he herd a customer in the office.
Ben breathed a sigh of relief. With the wheel changed, Ben started to get to his feet, but then whacked his head on the side mirror, causing his hat to fall off. The jolt was almost too much for his tail to bare, and it forced itself out over the top of his jeans. Panicking, Ben grabbed his hat and trying to cover his tail with his other hand ran over to the storage coubard to adjust himself and shut the door behind him without locking it.
Meanwhile, Paul had finished with the customer and was thinking about his friend. Things just dint add up, how could someone get so muscular and hairy over a Weekend? Ben never carried his mobile phone in his back pocket, so what caused the thumping in his jeans? What about that hat? It was mid summer and Ben had never wore a hat ever since Paul had knew him as a kid. Something was wrong, he knew it. He decided to confront Ben about it after he put his toolbox back into the storage coubard.