After an evening of freedom for Jake, being able to eat what he wanted and watch what he wanted without
someone telling him off, he got ready to go to bed way past his normal curfew. It was a hot night, too hot to
have the covers on his bed. Although it was the weekend, he grabbed his new clock and set the alarm to 6am, so
he could wake up in time to get ready to meet his friend at the cinema. It didn't take long for him to fall
asleep.
But by setting what he thought was the alarm, he actually turned on the temporal properties. He started to get
older, one year for every 30 minutes. Throughout the night, his body started to grow through a lanky phase,
his arms and legs stretching out like taffy. An unconscious low groan signalled the moment his voice broke,
his adams apple jutting outwards. Hairs started to become noticeable along his exposed arms and legs.
3 hours in, he awoke in a daze, vaguely noticing his pajamas felt constricting and made him feel hotter, so
after a bit of a struggle he pulled them off, revealing his lean 16 year old body, lightly muscled and light
hairs starting to appear on his chest. His cock had grown considerably larger, surrounded by a patch of hair
that spread upwards towards his belly button. Emerging scruff lined his sharpening jaw, his face looking less
like a child and more like an adult. He shifted into a more comfortable position, pulling his long legs
towards his stomach. He noted that he'd need to get a bigger bed as his feet were jetting out over the edge,
and quickly fell back into a deep slumber.
As the hours continued and he crossed the line from teenager to man, Jake started to get even hairer, as it
quickly spread and thickened over his chest and down his stomach. The light scruff on his chin spread upwards
over his cheeks and thickened into thick stubble covering his lower face with an impressive density. His chest
hair had stretched outwards, vaguely connecting with the growing stubble on his neck and slipping up and over
his shoulders. The patch of hair around his groin had seeped under and over, covering his buttocks with a fine
coating. The hair growth started to dwindle, with it now covering most of his body. His stubble was slowly
growing longer, giving him a substantial beard. Jake rolled over onto his back, his formerly thin body started
to bulk up with muscle, going from lean muscle to broad mounds becoming visible under his body hair. As time
moved on, Jake was starting to show small signs of aging, his impressive muscles were developing a small layer
of fat, softening the six-pack he only just received and making him appear more beefy. Flecks of grey hairs
were popping up in the black beard across his face. His hairline was beginning to retreat backwards.
When Jake woke up, he stretched his large muscles, scratched his furry face, and stuck a hairy hand out
towards his clock. Damn it, the alarm didn't go off! He got out of bed, standing to his 6 foot height and
glanced at himself in the mirror opposite him. He had a vague sense of unfamiliarity, but it was his normal 29
year old self. Jake smiled at his reflection, very faint lines appearing around his eyes. To think in a few
months he'd soon be the big 3-0. He rubbed his face, examing the grey hairs he was starting to get in his
beard. He might have to start dying it soon. The thought aroused him, and glancing down at his dick, it was
now erect at its full 7 inch length. He wasted no time with wrapping his hand around it and started
masturbating. He ran his free hand through the thick hair coating his meaty pecs, enjoying the feeling under
his fingers. After a few minutes, he shot a large amount of cum over himself, coating his hairy stomach and
sticking to his thick beard. After laying for a while, Jake stood up and glanced at the mirror again. He
frowned, prodding the top of his head. He'd only turned 30 a couple of months ago, it's much too early for him
to be losing his hair. He sighed and turned towards the door.
Jake left his bedroom and made his way towards his bathroom, ready to have a shower and hopefully get to his
friend in time. But he stopped in his tracks as he entered the room. There was a hairy, naked stranger in
there! He yelled out and the man copied him. By then Jake realised it was just the mirror. Wait, mirror? Jake
looked down at himself and saw he was a lot taller and beefier, his huge body was coated in hair, matching the
man in the mirror. How was this him? It couldn't be him! He's only a 10 year old kid, yet he looked like he
could pass for his own father! He rushed over to the mirror and examined himself further. His face was
unrecognisable, other than his eyes. It was no longer round and chubby, but now long and square. Tiny lines
were barely visible by his eyes. He had a thick beard, sticking about an inch off his face with some grey
hairs sprinkled throughout the chin hair. There was some sort of substance in the beard, and glancing down,
the stickiness was spread over his stomach and broad chest, also covered with hair. He wiped a bit off his
beard, shivering at the touch, and put it in his mouth. It had an odd taste to it, salty and musky, yet he
sort of liked it. Was this what had made him older? How old was he anyway? 30. Somehow he knew it. He was 30
years old. The same age as his parents...
He scratched his head, thinking his hairline felt a little off, but then his whole body was a little off. Jake
was uncomfortable being so tall and bulky. Looking back in the mirror, he noticed his chest hair connected to
his beard and spread over his shoulders, but a glance back could see his back was mostly hair-free. His dad
was rather hairy, but he seemed to surpass him in hirsuteness by leaps and bounds. He looked like he could be
part werewolf or something. At least his body was muscular instead of fat, looking a lot larger than other men
he'd seen around town. His chest was huge, and much wider than his waist which didn't seem as worked on with
no signs of a six-pack. After flexing in the mirror like he'd seen guys do on TV, he noticed his big dick was
sticking outwards. He reached out a hairy hand to it, but then he heard a noise. A rhythmic knock. He knew
that sound anywhere. It was his friend Matthew! They were supposed to meet at the cinema, but he must of got
impatient and came here to look for him. Jake started to panic. He can't go and answer the door looking like
this. But he couldn't just leave him there. Matt wasn't exactly the best-tempered guy when he was angry. He
had to think fast. Stroking his new beard, he suddenly came up with a plan.