You manage to return home without any distractions; you don't see the two bears from earlier or the delivery guy you made a pass at. Though nothing stops you, you feel conflicted inside. The words of the unseen man still ring in your ears. He said that you would not have to endure any more attempts at changing your personality, but the minor changes are permanent. You also ponder his last words, no longer is the mysterious force pushing you to homosexuality, but you are now, at best, bisexual. That worries you, what if you end up falling in love with a man?
You finally arrive home. "What a morning", you say to yourself as you open the front door. The bottle of cologne is still on the table where you left it. Remembering what it did to you earlier, you decide it's best to dispose of it. You take it to the kitchen and pour the entire contents down the drain. You then rinse out the bottle three times before throwing it into the trash. You can still smell the scent where you applied it. Not wanting to be exposed to it any longer, you decide a shower is in order.
You plan to change your clothes afterwards, hopefully wearing a t-shirt instead of flannel will make you feel like your old self. You enter the bathroom and see your form reflected in the mirror again. You recall that when you put on the cologne, your beard grew higher, your muscles filled out more, and you actually began to embrace the change. Your reflection shows that your chest hair is really pushing out of the collar and your beard looks even bushier, did the encounter at Arctos do that? Needing to feel clean again, you begin to undress.
You unbutton your shirt, remove the boots, and drop your jeans. You turn to see yourself in the mirror again and are shocked and aroused! You are now only clad in the jockstrap, suspenders, and the cap you don't remember putting on. Shocked to see that the skin of your chest is completely obscured by your thick body hair. Your shoulders and upper back are also coated in a slightly sparser layer. It also appears that your hair wasn't the only enhanced. You are aroused at the sight of your even larger bulge, the outline of your dick visible against the straining white fabric.
You cannot believe that the sight of yourself is filling you with lust. Is this part of your expanded sexual orientation? You are reminded of your encounter with the receptionist not so long ago. You remember how he kissed you and fondled your batch. The memory fills you with disgust and lust, wit lust increasing. You may be a partial bear in mind, but your bear body is turning you on. "I might as well enjoy the one upside of this!" you say to no one in particular.
You lower the front of your jock and your semi-hard meat pops out, oozing pre. You place one of your hands on it and are amazed to find how thick it is, even your enlarged hand doesn't surround it totally. You slowly start to rub yourself, your penis getting harder with each stroke. It shoots to its full height in a short time. Your are in shock, your cock is now a foot long. You now use both hands to pump along your shaft. You look at yourself in the mirror and see a hairy bear pumping his huge meat. The sight is so erotic to you that it pushes you over the edge, you can feel your massive balls readying a load. Soon, ropes of semen are shooting out of your rod, splattering the walls of your bathroom.
Once the pleasure subsides, you lean against the wall until you get your energy back. "That was incredible, I didn't think I'd ever feel pleasure like that", you say aloud, "maybe this body won't be so bad."