It took Ben quite a while to clean up the bathroom. His semen was very thick and chunky, and there was quite a lot of it. He sauntered out of the bathroom, not even bothering to put on clothes; Besides, he now had enough body hair it didn't really even matter any more. "you better have cleaned up, you gross hairball!", Matt yelled at his friend. "I did. I tired. Sleep now", Ben grunted to Matt. Ben collapsed onto the sofa and instantly fell asleep. That last release and his changes made him exhausted.
"Great", Matt thought to himself. "20 more hours of this shit. God, the room stinks terribly already. How much worse could it get?!". Matt took a sniff of the room, and winced. "Jeez, Ben sure does stink". He glanced over at his naked friend dozing on his back on the sofa. "And look at all that body hair he has now. So gross. I wonder what it would be like to stink that bad and have that much body hair".
Matt walked over to his friend to examine him up close. God, he reeked even closer! Matt looked at his friends cock. It was so big; Matt felt a little ashamed of his little pecker (which was becoming hard as he examined his friend). Matt had no idea what it was, but he had a sudden urge to reach out and touch Ben. He grabbed Ben's soft cock and lifted it a bit up, feeling the heft. "Oh my, that is one heavy schlong!". He grabbed one of Ben's balls in his hand. "It's about the size of a tennis ball!" Matt exclaimed out loud! He examined the wiry hairs around Ben's crotch. Jeez did they stink!
Looking at the neanderthal pubic bush, Matt felt his mind clouding over. What was it about that smell. Matt noticed he was rock hard. Why? This is wrong. Matt stumbled back a bit, but then saw that Ben's arm was now lifted above his head; his caveman armpits flooding the room with body odor. He stepped a little closer. He was amazed at the thick armpit bush that stuck out of his friends pit. It was so bushy, twisted, and matted. Matt should have been absolutely disgusted, but he found himself strangely drawn to it. "What is wrong with me, STOP!", his mind screamed a she inched closer and closer to the armpit. He was about a foot away and stopped.
Matt knew if he gave in, something bad was going to happen. But could he really help it? He pushed his face right into Ben's underarm. The thick wiry hairs smearing all over his face. Uggh it stunk! Ben's body odor was incredibly strong, which was not that surprising. Did anyone think cavemen were supposed to smell nice? As Matt took big whiffs of his friends body odor, his mind screamed "NOOO!". As he breathed more musk in, his mind stopped fighting, and began to give in.
Unaware to Matt, each breath he took in was adding hair on his body. He already had a few thick hairs squirm out of his chest, and he now had underarm hair for the first time. Matt also started producing body odor for the first time. Matt had to stop, and somehow tear away himself from the hold the body odor had over him, before it was too late and he became a caveman himself!