Chris stares blankly at the computer screen. The program would reach completion tonight at the same time that Jeff had started it. Chris's mind went back in forth. His mind was telling him "Change the program! You still have time before the point of no return!" While this new force, the new persona that was in conflict with him, was telling him "You love your new self, it feels amazing to be this hairy, you find other men this hairy attractive, especially Jeff". God, the situation was making you get a hard on. "Must resist.... must give in" your thoughts say. Your will power is almost gone. Once it reaches 100% your inner mind will reject this new self, but the new more powerful one, would be in control, taking all of your decisions away from you.
Chris touches the screen. "God, Dammit," he curses as he brings up the stats in progress. "I can't do it.... this is what I want, It must be what I want, " he thinks hesitantly. With the last hint of will power left he changes his stats to:
Name: Chris Sanderson
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 165
Build: Muscular, Defined
Hairiness Level: 18
Orientation: Heterosexual.
Chris clicks "Change confirmed". The cloudiness of his mind began to fade. He had enough will power to change back to Heterosexual. But a change was still about to take place. In his haste to change back his orientation, he had let his new found fetish get the best of him and had increased his hairiness level to 18. At first Chris had been turned off by his new body hair, but it gave him a sense of manliness he had never had before, the program had taken notice of that, and amplified his desire to be hairier.
Chris hurried to the mirror, awaiting the latest change to his being. He began to itch furiously all over his body. Slowly, but surely all the hair on his body darkened from a dirty blond to a soft brown. His already impressive happy trail thickened, threatening to cover his whole stomach, Chris could no longer see his abs under the hair. His chest, as he stared wide eyed at it, was now transformed into a mass of brown swirling hair. it was like nothing he'd ever imagined. He ran his fingers though it, admiring it and loving every moment of it. He stood back a bit in the mirror and admired his new hair. His chest hair almost covered the front side of his body, fully connected to his neck, his stomach, and his armpits, where hair was bulging out all over. Chris then turned his attention to his face. He looked like a freaking lumber-sexual. His eyebrows grew thick and had a pensive worried look to them. He definitely could pass for a man in his thirties. Hair also began to grow up his lower back to a degree, but not enough to be noticeable.
The transformation complete, Chris was exhausted. Worrying that Jeff might come back and realize the changes he had made, Chris grabs the Chronivac and hurries back to his car, homeward bound.