Simon grunts in pleasure as his changes intensify. The hairs thickening in his groin and arm pits continued to do so and spread, ensuring his body would be covered with hair. Simon's muscles continued to thicken and were accompanied by small layer of fat. While this was occurring, Simon also began to grow taller. His grunts and moans became deeper and more manly as he slowly rose above the team.
Simon shoved Mark away with a sudden and unexpected force. It felt like a switch had been flipped in his brain. He balled his massive fists and reared up to his full height (which was still steadily increasing) and tensed his muscles. He then began a bass rumble from deep within his solid, hairy gut. It started out softly but crescendoed and grew, much as his body did. When the rumble and growth reached their peak, Simon opened his massive, square jaw, bared his teeth and let out a terrifying roar. It was complete.
The team, including Mark, was now standing at a respectable distance from this new monstrous thing. Mark glanced down at the musk he had used. "You and all you meet will discover the Bear inside of you. URSUS MUSK." Looking at how Simon had changed, Mark figured that made sense. He now appeared to be somewhere past 6'5" tall and big all over. He was a behemoth that stood there as if he owned everything. And, especially now, Mark had no intention of telling him different. Funny how that, too, had changed.
Simon surveyed the pitiable creatures before him. He couldn't believe this was what he had to work with for a team. He scratched his hairy ball sack and pendulous gut simultaneously. He had a dim recollection of what he once was but that wasn't important. He was no longer a person to dwell on the past. He closed his eyes and took a slow, deep breath, savoring the smells. It amazed him what his nose could tell him. Two of the guys had peed themselves and that made him smile. One guy had creamed himself and that made him laugh. Mostly he smelled sweat and stank. On some of the guys, he could also smell their girlfriends. Ooh, they smelled good. He stopped scratching his balls and gave his stiffening hose a yank. He opened his eyes to see that no one had moved. He rolled his eyes, smiled an almost-too-sharp grin, and barreled through them, knocking a few guys over with his great mass. God, how he loved being captain. Simon didn't even notice the musk anymore.