He took another look in the mirror. The beard was definitely thicker, and the hair on his chest had spread further down his stomach, forming a happy trail that led to his now-hairy groin. The fur on his arms and shoulders had grown in overnight, and even his back was starting to sprout. He was starting to love the feel of his new body. The way his hairy chest brushed against his abs as he moved, the way his furry hands felt on his skin.
Steve decided to skip the underwear, his cock bobbing free as he walked to the fridge for a bottle of water. The cold liquid soothed his parched throat, and the sensation of his furry pelvis rubbing against the kitchen counter was oddly arousing. He took another long pull from the bottle, feeling his erection press against the plastic. He couldn't resist the urge to stroke himself again. As he did, the hair on his body grew denser, and his beard grew longer, reaching the bottom of his neck.\n\nHe stumbled back to the bathroom, his heart racing as he watched his transformation unfold. The mirror was still speckled with dried cum from his drunken escapade, but he didn't care. All he could focus on was the man in the mirror, who was now practically a stranger. The fur grew up his neck and onto his face, filling in the patches of his beard until it was thick and full. His cheeks were now covered in a scruff that made him look like he hadn't shaved in weeks, and his eyebrows had become thick and unruly.
He ran his hands through his hair, feeling the coarse strands thicken and grow. His knuckles were now covered in a fine layer of fur, and the hair on his forearms was thick and dark. Steve was no longer the smooth, hairless young man he'd been just hours ago. He was a creature of the wild, a man who could make even the burliest of lumberjacks jealous with his natural growth.
The sight of his transformed body sent a jolt of excitement straight to his cock, which was now fully erect again. He couldn't resist the urge to touch himself, feeling the soft fur against his swollen shaft. As he stroked, the sensation grew more intense, the fur on his body seeming to respond to his touch, growing thicker and darker. His beard was now a full, lush mane that tickled his chest with every breath he took.