Ed arrives at college. The college he now attends has everything a college student could ever want. Plenty of bars to drink at with his new friends, a gym to work on his figure, and many things he never thought he would like to experience.
Ed goes to his first class, a business class that apparently his brother had been taking before they switched ages, Edward listened intently to the discussion and tried his best to pay attention. Alas, it was hard, he did his best though and persevered for the remainder of his class, playing on his phone and flirting with the brunette beauty sitting beside him.
One thing really kept getting him distracted though. He still wasn't happy with the way his body had matured. He had hoped that he wouldn't share the family genes and instead would grow to be a hairy, masculine kind of guy. As a kid he had always looked up to those kind of men, and aspired to be like that, genes had not helped him in his cause, and judging by his father, he wouldn't ever be that way.
Then he began to notice his teacher. Dr. Battisa was a fairly masculine man. He had thick dark hair atop his head that flipped up in the front and flowed gracefully into his equally thick and well kept beard. His face was adorned by heavy eyebrows that really seemed to bring out his pale blue eyes, which were quite similar to Ed's own. Even though Dr. Battisa was wearing a button-down with long khaki pants, judging by the hairy digits of his fingers, and the amount of hair poking out of the top of his shirt he was a well endowed man in the hairiness department. Ed remembered his was in his mid-thirties and every girl in his class seemed to nurse the thought of being their professor's lover.
Ed decided that Dr. Battisa would be the perfect solution to his problem. Ed walks down at the end of class to shake hands with his professor, initiating contact.