With morbid fascination Joan beheld her altered shape in the mirror.
This was so unreal. Yesterday morning she was just a normal girl.
She never had a body hair problem ! She even had to shave her legs only very rarely.
Hesitantly she touched the hair covering her stomach. It was so soft and downy.
The touch tickled a bit, but in a pleasant, almost ...erotic way.
Joan gulped. This shouldn't feel good. The hair was wrong, and ugly.
Only apes are so hairy ! But she could resist. She slowly stroked the hair on her breasts.
Joan gasped. The sensitive flesh and the tickling of her hair formed a
powerful erotic sensation.
Her other hand reached for the overgrown bush between her legs.
She fell back against the wall, the sensation was overwhelming.
A knock on the door pushed her out of her bliss.
" Joan ! Are you OK ?" Vanessa asked from the other side
of the locked bathroom door.
" Ah, yes, yes, i'll be right out" Joan stammered.
She looked at her hands. Had she been masturbating ?
This was sick ! She had to take a shower!
The warm water offered some relaxion, but still every touch to her body would bring new sensations.
And slowly Joan's repulsion of her hairy shape ebbed away.
If this hair made her look more like an animal, was it so bad ? Animals don't bother themself with stupid human complexes and prejudices.
"Man holds no advantage over beast. All is vanity"
The quote popped into her mind.