You look down your bare torso, slightly embarrased, and see that all you have is a pair of jeans and large boots on. Hiding from the embarrassment, me you sprint towards a dense forest, your feet somehow large enough to keep the boots on, though you find that you're consistently struggling to keep your pants up.
You barely made it to the lush forests' entrance before a pain in your legs forces you to come to a halt. You can feel them throbbing, as though you worked them too hard, yet you don't feel tired. Instead, you can feel yourself getting stronger, but they sure itched.
The itching spread, and you could see dark spots of hair forming all over your once smooth skin. A matt of dark hair began sprouting on your chest, complety covering your rapidly disappearing chest. It spread over your abdomen and shoulders, and you cold feel it creeping down your back, driving you mad with itching.
You bring your hairy hands to your face and let out an audible gasp as you feel the stubble on your cheeks and chin. In addition, your face feels...boxier somehow.
Your heart races with panic as your stomach begins to expand, filling out the jeans that once threatened to fall at your ankles. Your hourglass figure is gone, and a clearly male torso is present. Even your shoulders feel larger.
Then, a new sensation like you've never felt before grips you, and a buldge appears under the jeans' zipper. You know what happened, and you start to cry - even harder once you hear the baritone sounds that escape from your throat.
You put your face in your hands when...