Devon decided that he needed to get out of this singlet; it was disturbing him a bit how similar he looked to the other muscle bound wrestlers at his school. He slid out of the singlet, feeling his new appendage and balls flop around. Wow, they were pretty big. He walked back to his room with his penis banging back and forth, hitting his thighs. This would take some getting used to!
He checked his drawers, and found none of his old clothes. Had reality changed? It must have, because all these new clothes fit Devon's old body, not his new body! He found a pair of boxers and slid them on. Looking himself down. he spied his abs again. He saw the dark brown swirls of hair that sprouted up over and around his belly button. Jeez, it still surprised his that he had hair on his abs. I guess the next step would be chest hair, Devon thought with both a twinge of embarrassment and excitement.
Wearing only his boxers, he sauntered over to the bathroom and began scrounging for a razor. If reality had indeed changed, Devon would be able to find a razor in his bathroom. Bingo! He found one with some shaving cream. He reached his hand up and gave his thick scruff one more rub with his face, admiring how thick it was. Raising his arm gave himself another flash of his hairy pits. This was all just so wild!
Squirting some shaving cream in his hands, he spread it on his face and raised the razor up. He had never shaved before, but he knew the general gist. I mean, he had to learn now. with this new masculine body! He scraped the razor along his face, removing the thick brown hair. As embarrassed as Devon was about his new body, he was starting to feel a bit proud of it now. His face could grow hair! He could grow a beard if he wanted to! This line of thinking felt good to Devon, and he felt a tingle in his groin. As he kept shaving, he glanced down. Uh-Oh!
Devon had a thick hard on straining his boxers. Thinking about his new wrestlers body had turned him on. He had never felt this before and had no idea what to do about it! He put down the razor with only half of the job done, and touched it. It felt awesome! He picked up the razor and quickly finished the job. He had only nicked himself twice; a very commendable effort for the thickness of the hair and it being his first shave!
He rinsed his face and looked down. His hard-on had not receded. Jeez, it was huge! Devon sauntered back to his room, his erection wagging as he went, and took a ruler from his backpack. Wow! He was 8.5 inches hard! This was unreal!
Looking down, he didn't think his erection was going away. Devon was reluctant to touch it more, in case it triggered some more changes in his body. What should he do?