Drake shared a suite with three other students. He knew he’d have the afternoon alone to experiment with the lamp before any of them got back from classes.
Drank walked into the bathroom with the lamp, and stood in front of the mirror, contemplating what he would want to change. At 21, he had an unremarkable body. 5’10” tall, and 190 lbs, brown hair, and green eyes. Drake ran his fingers through his hair, which reminded him – after a few beers the other week, Ethan mentioned to Drake he thought Drake’s hair was thinning.
Drake poked around more, pulling the straight strands from side to side. Watching the hair line. He used a hand mirror to examine the back. Nothing too bad yet, but he decided Ethan was right. Under close examination, more scalp than ever before was showing through. With his face only a few inches from the mirror, he noticed something else, nose hairs. Drake hated those. Clipping didn’t last long, and tweezing was excruciatingly painful. Tweezing! That reminded him, Drake is due to tweeze the unibrow.
Not one to rush into anything, Drake started thinking about his next wish. Tell the genie to restore the hair on his head, and get rid of the new growth elsewhere on his face. Drake decided to take off his shirt to check the rest of the damage. His chest hair was obnoxious too. There were always a few hairs trying to get out of his collar while his happy trail didn’t even seem to connect to his chest. Both nipples were surrounded by forests, noticeably thicker than the center of his chest. Then he looked over his shoulder. Drake found the first volunteer back hairs.
There was no spot fix for his problems here. Rather than draft the equivalent of a legal document specifying when, where and how much hair was allowed to grow in any specific part of his body, Drake came up with what he thought to be a clever solution.
“Beldazarr?”
“Yes Master Drake”
“I wish to have the same hair distribution on all of my body that I had when I was 10 years old, and that it does not change as I age.”
“As you wish master”
Pre-pubescent. He imagined the soft blonde locks on his head, and the smooth body beneath. Drake did not have to imagine for long. He watch the hair on his head thicken up, and lighten, then the hair between his eyebrows vanished, and the rest of the brows trimmed up. The stubble in his sideburn areas was just disappearing, in a wave traveling down his face. The nose hairs, gone, everything gone all the way down to his neck. Drake reached up and touched his face. He forgot how smooth a stubble free face felt under his fingers. By then, the hair line was receding down his chest and into his pants. Drake quickly stripped off his pants and boxers to watch the finale. He loved the smooth package. This combination he’d never seen before, with his adult size cock and balls, totally hairless.
Drake smiled, admiring his new permanently manscaped body.