The five o'clock shadow kept growing. It grew high onto Mikes cheeks and down past his Adam's apple. As the hair grew over his jawline, it shifted, becoming more square and masculine. The dark hair kept growing and was soon a heavy stubble. Even his eyebrows widened, thickened, and darkened. Hugo smiled at this-"Perfect. It's imperative that NO ONE recognize you, and attention to detail is crucial for this to work."
Dark hair had now completely filled the triangular area made by Mike's low collar. "Let's see what else is going on under there," Don said as he started to rip off Mike's shirt. At that moment, Mike felt an intense pain in every muscle in his body. His chest started expanding at an incredible rate and his biceps ballooned. Don tore the shirt down the front, creating a vest of sorts that fully revealed his new abs and still growing hairy pecs. Fine, dark hair ran across the new, rockhard abs, connecting Mike's barely hidden pubic hair to the growing patch of hair in his chest, which by now had already connected to his beard and the patches hair in is pits. His skin darkened to an olive hue. Then he collapsed from the shock.
His transformation complete, Hugo and Don transported him to his mobile home in the woods, issuing him a new identity. "Your name is now Loris Cavallo, you have no family, leaving them all behind in Italy when you decided to move here for a better life. "How does the new body feel?" said Hugo. Loris tries to respond but the voice that responds doesn't sound familiar to him. It was baritone deep and had a thick accent.
"It will take a few days for your new memories to take hold, until then, relax and enjoy your solitude". "We will check up on you every couple of weeks to make sure you are living comfortably, take care Loris". Then they left him to explore his new surroundings, and his new body.