Simon's father chuckled; "I can't believe my geeky, loser son is finally a man. Let's see how the jocks did on you". Simon blushed. He did not want his father looking at how his body had changed. Simon's dad rubbed Simons face, feeling the incredibly thick stubble. "Wow son, im going to have to buy you some top notch razers. Your facial hair is incredibly thick". "uhh, thanks dad", Simon muttered in an incredibly thick voice, his Adams apple bobbing up and down. "and Simon, that voice. It's so deep now! And that thick Adams apple too! Your on your way to becoming a man!".
Simon was feeling incredibly awkward, and began to blush even harder as his father started rubbing his hairy chest. "Wow, not many people your age can say they have chest hair, let alone as hairy a chest as you have now!"
"alright, lift your arm up Simon". Simon was mortified, but did so anyways. He lifted his arms above his head, showing off his hairy, smelly armpits. God, there was a lot of hair now. "Jeez Simon, you have hairer pits than even me! PHEW, you stink boy! I'll make a note to buy you some deodorant!".
Simon blushed even harder. This was so embarrassing. How much worse could it get?!