Any confusion you have is suddenly replaced with panic as you hear someone banging on the front door. You look back at your nude body in the mirror, taking in your hairy gut and huge dick, no one can see you like this. You decide to ignore your caller for now.
Whoever is outside won't be ignored though, you hear even more knocking. You need to do something now, your visitor is about to break down your door. Lacking any other option you wrap a towel around your waist, trying to look like your were in the shower. "Hold on!" you yell down the stairs, your new deeper voice scaring you a little. "I was in the shower," you add as you open the door.
"Then why isn't your fur wet, cub?" the visitor asks as he barges into your home. A large man has just walked right past you and you get a look at him. He's wearing jeans held up with a belt sporing a bear claw buckle. His flannel shirt still reveals a thick patch of hair poking out from below the collar. His face is obscured by the leather cap he's wearing and his bushy beard.
"Hey, you can't just," you begin but he cuts you off. "Damn boy, you make a fine bear. Go put the harness back on for me." You can only respond with, "What?"
"Did I fuckin' stutter, boy? Get your hairy ass back in that leather gear. Stuff your bear cock into that jock and get back down here. I went to a lot of trouble makin' a bear out of you and now I'm going to enjoy it."
Your evening just got a lot stranger.