Gary couldn't be sure if the stuff worked or not...it could just be the lighting,or maybe his 'stache was reacting normally? Maybe the light in the bathroom mirror just made it look fuller?
Looking at his torso Gary lifted up his tee shirt and eyed the thin smattering of hair on his stomach and chest. He wasn't by nature a hairy guy, he only ever had a light dusting. He always been a little envious of those men with thick chest hair. Maybe he could try it out and see? Certainly if he started growing more hair on his chest it would prove that the creme works. Then he'd have the full Burt Reynolds look going.
Gary looked at the cream and decided to just go for it. Why not? He wouldn't complain about being a little hairier, if it even worked. Gary debated if he should use a little or a lot, but decided to try a good size dab. He felt the cool sensation of the cream move across his chest as he spread it around. The amount he put on went farther than he expected, and he continued to spread it down over his pecs an up to the collar bone. If this stuff worked, he'd be a furry chested man for sure. If it didn't, no loss to him. This was just a test, after all, nothing he'd expect to really work.
By the time he crashed in bed, Gary's fingers could caressing a fair amount of hair on his upper lip. It was definitely longer than it had been that evening. Something was off- he couldn't normally grow his beard this quickly, and in fact, the rest of his beard was still quite short. It was only his upper lip that had the hair. He tried to ignore these sensations an fall asleep.
The next morning Gary was groggy, having practically forgotten about the liberal applications of the creme from the night before. His eyes still closed he shifted his weight and moved. Suddenly Gary's mind registered a new sensation...