The five o'clock shadow kept growing. It grew high onto Mikes cheeks and down past his Adam's apple. As the hair grew over his jawline, it shifted, becoming more square and masculine. The dark hair kept growing and was soon a heavy stubble. Even his eyebrows widened, thickened, and darkened. Hugo smiled at this-"Perfect. It's imperative that NO ONE recognize you, and attention to detail is crucial for this to work."
Dark hair had now completely filled the triangular area made by Mike's low collar. "Let's see what else is going on under there," Don said as he started to rip off Mike's shirt. At that moment, Mike felt an intense pain in every muscle in his body. His chest started expanding at an incredible rate and his biceps ballooned. Don tore the shirt down the front, creating a vest of sorts that fully revealed his new abs and still growing hairy pecs. Fine, dark hair ran across the new, rockhard abs, connecting Mike's barely hidden pubic hair to the growing patch of hair in his chest, which by now had already connected to his beard and the patches hair in is pits.
This entire process was incredibly painful for Mike, but he was so strongly immobilized that he couldnt even scream. He couldnt feel his body or see it, but could see Don and Hugo's greedy, lusty stares at his torso and face. He hadn't even noticed the new body hair until it spread down his forearms, which he could see, and across the backs of his paralyzed hands.
As his eyes flitted back and forth from Don to Hugo to his changing arms, he noticed how attractive Don and Hugo were. Don's black stubble and Hugo's brown five o'clock shadow caught his eye first, and from there his eyes moved downward, first to the black hair coming up from Don's collar and then down to the bulge in both of their designer jeans. Hugo caught Mike's curious glances and said "Oh yea, there's one more important part of this makeover. He leaned forward and kissed Mike deeply. At first Mike fought back, concentrating all of his energy to jerk his head away from Hugo. It worked-the shot must be wearing off- and he turned his head away but Hugo's lips followed his and he used his (muscular, mike noticed,) arm to hold mike's head still. Mike kept resisting for a minute, but felt his resistance start to fade. He stopped fighting and allowed Hugo's tongue to enter his mouth. He was soon passionately kissing back. Hugo pulled him up out of the chair while keeping their lips locked.