Ben waited a moment as the alter page came up on his laptop. It was pretty much a list of things associated with a man. Ben read through the list:
a. facial hair;
b. penis length;
c. hair length;
d. hair color;
e. eye color.
Ben had decided to try the facial hair. "I've always wondered what I would look like with a mustache," he thought to himself as he manuevered the cursor to the his choice. Ben hit "Enter," which brought up another list:
a. mustache;
b. goatee;
c. beard.
Again, Ben moved his cursor to his choice of a mustache and hit the "enter" key again. Another page came up, informing Ben that he should be feeling a slight tingling sensation in the pit of his stomach. It'll spread quickly to his upper lip. The site also recommended having a mirror nearby, to watch the upcoming transformation. Finally, the site indicated an area at the top of the page. At the top was a clock with no numbers or time. It was literally a timer, which can be used for changes that a person does NOT want to keep permanently. Underneath the clock was a button with the words, "Return to original form." Though Ben thought it was self-explanatory, a brief description informing the user that pressing this button will return the user back to his true self.
By the time Ben finished reading everything, he realized that he had that tingling sensation in his stomach and was quickly rushing to his upper lip. Ben ran to the bathroom as fast as he could. "It's actually happening. I don't believe it!"
When he arrived to the bathroom mirror, Ben was astonished. There was stubble on his upper lip. It was developing fairly quickly, too. He watched as the stubble darken and became thicker. He could actually see the hair growing. Within the spand of about a minute, Ben had a fully-grown mustache on his upper lip.
"It's incredible! It really grew a mustache on me." Ben felt it with his left hand. He pulled on it, to see if it was fake. All he felt was the pain of trying to pull his lip off his face. He slowly stuck out his tongue and licked his newly aquired facial hair. The tasting of it was rather erotic to Ben. He began to feel some stirring in his silk boxers. Ben looked down at his boxers. Then he remembered the list he saw.
"I wonder..."