“This hair growth formula is too much,” David said, holding the camera up to take a pict
“This hair growth formula is too much,” David said, holding the camera up to take a picture of his changing body. “It’s getting so thick. It’s like … fur.”“You said you wanted to get hairy,” I said. “Looks like you got your wish.”David had been taking my formula for less than a week, and his body was covered in dark, thick hair. I ran my hand along his chest, rubbing the hair – the fur – like I was petting an animal.“Ruff… that feels good,” he barked, closing his eyes. He laid back on the bed. “Do that some more.”I sat next to him and rubbed his chest, his belly, then between his legs.David’s tongue dangled from him mouth and he started to pants. “Ruff … arrrrufff …” he whined as I rubbed his naked body.“Good boy,” I said, running my hand up his shoulders to his neck and his head. His ears were getting pointy and pushing up higher and higher.“Arooooo,” he howled.I reached for another bottle of the formula. “Here you go, boy,” I said. “Just a few more doses and it’ll be permanent.” Get more stories of transformation, power, and control: https://amzn.to/2zuzn1M -- source link