Until the wee hours of the morning. Tired and exhausted the guys fell
asleep in one anothers arms, blanketed with their hair.
Shortly before 9 a.m. a loud banging at the Common room door aroused
the guys from their sleep. One of the boys from the floor directly
bellow popped his head in starteling the groggy guys. The new-comer
was to their surprise just as shaggy as they.
"Didn't know if you'd heard. It's been all over the Televison since
early last night. Seems everyone has gotten hairy. Kinda Cool, Huh?"
Did he hear right? Everyone? , thought Drake. Sam turned on the
Television. There, on the screen, was an increadibly hairy news
anchor.
"This just in, The reports have been confermed. All mankind has in
fact grown miraculously hairy. No leads yet as to how or why this has
happened. Stay tuned for further updates."
"Well don't that beat all" said Sam turning off the T.V. " I don't
know about you guys but I could use something to eat right about now.
Let's meet in the cafeteria for breakfast and then head on over to the
gym for a game of B-ball and a swim." Sam Suggested.
"I go grab my trunks" replied a tall blonde from atop the billiard
table.
"What trunks? Look at youself. You don't need any any trunks." Sam
laughed.
"As I see it," continued Mike, "clothing has become obsolete. There is
no longer any need for any of us to hide our masculine good looks
under the constraints of sociatal attire. I'm not ashamed of my hair,
no need for you to be either. Come on let's eat."
The boys made their way down to the cafeteria. Sure enough every male
in the dorm had floor lenght manes, beards and body hair. Most went
about au natural, a few dweebs still tried to cling to the old
conventions of clothing.
Mike and Drake sat down at a table with Sam and the other guys. They
all tried to eat their breakfasts as usual but found it a tad
difficult to eat with their long beards. Several boys, from the fourth
floor, hinted that napkins where of great help. The guys thanked them
for the advise and continued with their breakfast.
Ater a few minor messes the boys finished their meal and headed out to
the lobby . Friendly hair banter and compliments flowed form one guy
to the next. Total strangers, guys form other floors and other dorms,
were greeting one another with broad grins and and words of
comradship. Everyone seemed totally happy with their hairy situation.
Everyone that is excepy Drake.
For some odd reason the total unity, the oneness, the lack unique
diffrences, somewhat gnawed on his conscience.
Mike tapped Drake on the shoulder. "You comming, you studly wookie,
you?"
"Yeah, sure, I wouldn't miss it" Drake replied, trying to shrug off
his feelings of concern.
The gym was only a couple of blocks from the dorm and the guys decided
to walk. Several guys decided to jog on over as they wanted to feel he
wind rush through ther hair as they ran. "We'll meet you on the court
shortly."
As Mike and Drake rounded the corner from the dorm to the main
throughfare and suddenly stopped dead in their tracks. There on the
other side of the street were four college girls, four very hairy
college girls.
Their head hair trailed ten feet along the ground behind them. Soft
downy velus hairs eight to ten inches long covered their cheeks and
chin forming a fuzzy sort of beard. Their torsos, breast, stomach
shoulders, backs and buttox were similarly covered in downy fur
measuring over a foot in length . Their arms, legs had courser hair
some four feet in length and their arm pit hairs reached almost to the
ground. Their pubic hairs cascaded to the grown like an old fashioned
a-line skirt.
The boys weren't exactly sure what to make of these hairy females.
Part of them was repulsed and still another part of them was facinated
and arroused. Could the pleasure of last night be duplicated with the
members of the opposite sex? After all, being with the Guys last night
had been the best experience of their lives. Something about all that
hair was a total turn on. Could female hair be as errotic as male
hair? Unfortunately there wasn't enough time to find out.
A Meto bus pulled up, filled with hairy people of all ages. The girls
boaredad the bus and were whisked away. In the back of Drakes mind
that nagging feeling once again came over him. Something wasn't quite
right. Sure sex with a hairy girl would be worth trying but for now it
would have to wait.
The guys continued the last block in silence. When they reached their
destination they were met by Sam who was waiting outside.
"Did you see those Girls? Damn they were hot" said Sam. "Wouldn't mind
a little one on one with them."
The guys entered the gym and headed for the locker room when it dawned
on them they didn't have a change of clothes. "Force of habbit", Sam
laughed. "Come on the guys are waiting for us on the court."
.
"Who's shirts and Who's Skins" joked the tall blond obviously no
longer modest.
The guys teamed up blondes and red heads vs brunettes. Dribbling
running, jumping the boys played several games of b-ball. Sweat
glistened and dripped from every hair on their bodies. After each game
they shook the sweat loose from their hair like human afgan hounds.
After the game some decided to take a swim while others decide to work
out at the weight center. Those who opted for swimming in the nude
(can it still be caled skinny dipping?) found the sensation of their
hair in the pool, floating, most exhillerating. For the others,
including Mike and Drake, the sight of hugh muscle men covered in hair
working out with weights was something to behold. Both boys were
mesmerized by the rippling of the hairs over the rippling muscles.
Mike though "If I only had the lamp here I could be the world's
hairiest Mr Universe."
When the workout and swim were done, everyone congregated in the
shower. There was a replay of yesterdays frolic which also included
the muscle bound hunks. Clean, and invigorated the Mike and Drake
headed back to the dorm.
"Did you ever think life could be this perfect?" asked Mike.
Drake did not reply for a moment or two. Things obviously weren't so
perfect, at least not for him. "What's the good of being hairy if you
don't stand out from the rest of the crowd?", he thought. He also
wasn't sure about hairy wemen? Also, The group thing with the guys
was great, yesterday, but not so hot today. Wouldn't it be better if
it was just him and Mike who were hairy? Or better yet if it was just
him? " If only I had the lamp," he thought, "I'd make myself a super
hairy, muscle bound, love god adored by all," he said aloud.
"What was that? Oh no you don't. Not if I get to the lamp before you"
Mike remarked. With that both boys took off running full speed. The
race was on to