Tyler bolted out of bed at the crack of dawn. Muscle memory from the past season hadn’t worn off yet, and he was used to being at practice by 7 am. The first rays of sunlight lit up his bedroom wall, cascading down onto his chiseled body. Ever since he’d started working out in high school, he’d slept shirtless to admire his hard work. Years later as captain of his college lacrosse team he still loved waking up daily to his perfectly sculpted pecs and abs. Today was the first Saturday of his last summer break ever, and he wanted to start the season off right. A mineral spa had recently opened in his college town, advertised as the perfect thing for athletes like him to relax and unwind, to take care of their bodies after pushing them all year long.Â
After scarfing down some scrambled eggs for breakfast, he grabbed his swim trunks and towel hopped in the car, eager to have a full day of decompression. Luckily, the spa also opened early, knowing their target market well. He walked through the automatic doors and was immediately transported away from the small town atmosphere. A gentle mist filled the room that smelled of lavender, and there were waterfalls lining the walls that created a soothing background of bubbling water sounds.Â
“Hello! Welcome in,”Â
A voice broke through the soundscape that Tyler had found himself lost in. He then noticed a man behind the counter at the end of the room. Dressed in a tight black tank top with a name badge, the man was clearly showing off his own built physique as well as his impressive amount of body hair. Thick tufts of hair puffed out from the low neckline and across his shoulders. Tyler was shocked that this spa let its employees dress like this, as well as a little disgusted by the display, but with no other options he approached the counter.
“Hi there, I’m here for, uh-” Tyler paused, looking up at the boards absolutely covered with dozens of different spa treatment options. “The uh, is there one that’s good for athletes?” He asked, giving up on scouring the list.
“For sure!” The man eagerly responded, “For muscle relaxation and care, we recommend the Bruin Bundle, it’s our most potent spa pool, with mineral water from an authentic Hungarian bath house. We guarantee you’ll come out a changed man!” He finished with a laugh.
Tyler looked for that option on the board. It was a bit steep price-wise, but he’d decided to take better care of himself this summer, and that began with putting the money where his mouth was. “Alright, I’ll go with that,” he said assuredly.
“Great, just follow me back to the locker room and you’ll be set,” The man gestured as he walked through a small doorway to the right.Â
Tyler followed him into the back, passing by several open doorways to different pools and saunas each with a different look and smell to them. Most were empty but a few had other guys in them, all looking like they were lost in relaxation. As they passed by he even swore he heard some moans echoing from behind. I guess if they’re alone in a spa, he thought to himself. They stopped in front of a doorway leading to a large steaming pool reminiscent of an old world bath house, with ornate stone carving and marble.
“This here is your spa, one of my personal favorites,” the man said with a wink before turning around. “And here is your changing room. We recommend bathing fully nude but it’s up to you, many also use swimsuits. Either way, we hope you enjoy your time here!”
The man then left Tyler alone. He’d never been to any kind of spa like this so he was a tad apprehensive about the whole thing, but decided to try and lean into it and have a good time. He sat on a bench and took off his shirt, shorts, and socks, before stuffing them in a locker. Tyler paused as he stood in the doorway.
He pulled off his boxer briefs and threw them into the locker as well. Darting quickly across the hall in case others were walking down, he stood at the edge of the large bubbling and steaming pool. Moisture was already starting to bead on his face just from looking at the water. Without another thought he stepped down into the pool, hot water splashing against his legs as he entered. He decided to sit on one of the ledges a few inches below the water, leaving his upper half to steam. Leaning back, he closed his eyes and let the sounds of flowing water and bubbles lull him to rest.
Some time later, Tyler was roused from sleep by an odd sensation. He’d been at ease with the underwater jets blowing against his legs, but now there seemed to be some resistance, as if his legs were covered in algae. The feeling was strange enough to wake him, and before his eyes were fully focused he pushed himself out of the water onto the dry landing behind him. His heart stopped. His legs were fully coated, not with plants, but with hair.
Thick, black hair blanketed both his legs and feet, his hard earned muscle lying beneath a forest of dark strands that stretched from his toes to his thighs. The back of each toe had dozens of hairs popping out, the tops of his feet were nearly hidden under a field of black hairs, glued to his skin by the water dripping off him. The hair only got thicker and denser as it climbed up over his ankles, swirling around his shins and calves, encircling his legs in a solid mat of fur. The hair continued up over his knees to his beefy thighs, which seemed even larger now than they did before. The vast expanse of his quads served as the base for an endless forest of dark, wiry hair that similarly connected around to his hamstrings, entombing his legs completely in a furry prison. They prickled still, as more hairs continued to pop up all over them, sending shivers across Tyler’s body.
Tyler’s jaw hung open, unable to fully process what he was seeing. His thoughts ablaze with horror, yet he couldn’t bring himself to scream or cry. All he could do was slowly move his hand towards his leg, a deep curiosity taking hold, needing to know what it felt like. His fingers brushed through the thick strands, feeling them stick together from the water caught between them. The sensation was electric, involuntarily causing a soft moan to slip out from Tyler’s mouth. His other hand got involved, and quickly his horror shifted to ecstasy. Something about the steam in the room had got him feeling light headed, worries slipping away as he began to appreciate what was transpiring in the pool.Â
The prickling feeling had begun to migrate from his legs upwards. His groin, still dripping wet, began to darken as small black points dotted the skin. Spreading up from his thighs, the pinpricks coalesced around the base of his cock, from where they quickly began growing from dark points into thick hairs. Each follicle activated pushed out a jet black, thick, curly hair, each of which seemed to keep growing far beyond normal. The nascent bush was taking shape, more and more black hairs poking out from his groin as the area in the center grew darker and denser. Tyler’s cock began to inflate, no longer laying hidden under the growing forest of pubes but stretched proudly outwards. He’d always been proud of the size of his cock, a respectable seven inches with decent girth, but it quickly began to push beyond its old limitations. Tyler moaned again as his cock grew past eight, nine, to ten inches, thickening the entire time. Hairs began poking out of the shaft itself, coating the lower part in matching fur to the skin around.Â
This was enough to draw Tyler’s attention to his sprouting bush, and while a part of him, deep in the back of his head, wanted to scream, he instead was more turned on than ever before. A large glob of precum leaked from the end of his cock, and he moved one of his hands to grasp the massive member. The other hand migrated from his hairy thighs to his newly hairy groin, feeling the springy, wiry hairs tangling with each other. The forest growing in his crotch continued to spread, hairs sprouting outwards and upwards, a trail beginning to stretch past his navel. The classic triangle filled in, darkening as hairs grew thicker and filled in. Tyler’s breath hitched in a moment of strain. In seconds, his balls swelled to twice their size, stretching his sack to its limit. His scrotum slowly caught up and loosened its grasp, but not before his balls bulged again, forcing a pained groan out of Tyler. He was now left with two baseball sized nuts hanging beneath his cock. Not to be left out, his scrotum began to prickle as the same kinky black hairs erupted across the empty expanse. The hair plunged down, coating his sack before stretching past, his taint sprouting a rug of thick hairs, quickly tangling into an impenetrable mass.
Tyler’s body was awash with pleasure. His newly grown fur felt unreal, and the more he looked at it, played with it, stroked his much larger cock, the more he realized something.
Without hesitation he pushed himself off of the ledge and back into the water, fully up to his neck this time. The hot water swirled around his body, warming him to the core. Bubbles jetted against his hairy legs, drifting up his body. He felt at ease, wading around the pool. Over the sound of the nearby fountains and jets he heard a loud moan from a different spa room, and he couldn’t help but grin. Someone else was having their own transformative moment, and who knows into what.
After a few minutes of soaking, the prickling sensation slowly reared its head again. He could feel it start in his groin, the bush thickening up one last bit underwater. The slight tingle spread upwards, across his abs and up into his pecs. His body shuddered involuntarily as muscle began to grow, his already built body putting on more mass. His chiseled physique, however, started to fade as his body softened slightly, still growing larger but with more fat. Tyler should’ve been horrified at the loss of definition, but in the slight haze caused by the steam he didn’t mind all the much, in fact he saw appeal in this new beefier body.
The grin plastered on Tyler’s face grew larger when he saw dark pinpricks beginning to appear between his pecs. His muscles twitched as dark hairs blossomed from his chest, swirling outwards from his nipples. The waves of hair collided in the center, curling and tangling together between the mounds of muscle that quickly darkened under a growing field of fur. The hairs continued their spread, reaching up over his collarbone and out towards his sides. The budding treasure trail down at his navel had its own explosive growth, with hairs shooting up all across his stomach, connecting up to his chest hair and coating his entire abdomen under a fuzzy rug.
Tyler’s hands started to itch, and he giddily brought them up near the surface of the water to watch closely. Whatever part of him had felt fear and horror at his hirsute changes had been stifled, buried beneath a new laid back, hair loving side of him. His excitement grew as he saw small dark hairs piercing through the backs of his fingers, wiggling as they pushed out longer and longer. The back of his hands began to darker, with hundreds of follicles activating across his hands, shooting out dark hairs that wove together into thick mats. The hairs climbed up over his wrists with no issue, burying the joint beneath a seamless layer of hair. His forearms itched as thousands of hairs began to erupt across them, within seconds the skin was no longer visible at all. Just a solid rug of black hair reaching from hand to elbow, and they weren’t done yet.
His hands cracked slightly as his palms grew and coarsened, his fingers thickened. His forearms enlarged, feeling the effects of years of manual labor rather than gym workouts. His biceps and triceps grew as well but lost definition, softened too like his torso. The upper arms, normally free from hair, were not spared. Dark wiry hairs spread up from his forearm, coating his muscles on all sides before beginning to creep up onto his shoulders.
Tyler felt the prickling sensation climbing up his arms and landing in his pits, growing in intensity as it sat in place. He raised one arm out of curiosity and revealed a quickly growing tuft. Dark hairs were pushing out of his pit at an impressive rate, growing longer and thicker as he watched. The hairs swayed gently in the currents, looking like an undersea ecosystem that was flourishing. Hairs kept popping up, curling and tangling in with the rest, as the armpit tuft spread outwards. The fur connected seamlessly with his arm hair and quickly grew to merge into his chest hair. His pit continued to darken as more and more hairs pushed out, coming up between older hairs and thickening the massive thatch of hair into one that would always poke out. He could imagine the thick curly wiry hairs trapping an incredible amount of sweat, he’d always have a manly musk from now on.
From his pit, the hairs marched upwards onto his shoulder, burying it beneath an inch of hair as vast areas of skin disappeared in mere moments. Like a growing crop field the hairs sprouted evenly and densely across his shoulders, blending into his arm hair and chest hair as it spread towards his neck. His muscles similarly lost definition in exchange for their fur coat, not that any definition would be visible under the thick rug he’d grown. The forest continued its advance, circling his neck entirely before moving down onto his back, the last untouched expanse. Small dark hairs popped up around his shoulder blades, slowly growing into small crescents of thick fuzz. Thick hairs trailed down his spine from the rug growing in across his shoulders, growing down until reaching his ass, where just above sprouted a thick patch of black hair. The rest of his bare skin began to vanish as wiry hairs popped out all over, sprouting quickly and grouping together into tufts, patches, and eventually blending seamlessly into the full back rug.
His ass felt sore as the hair encroached from above. The thick muscular cheeks softened before growing in size. His ass would always be visible now, no matter what pants he wore. Moments later the familiar prickling of hair returned. His plump cheeks grew an even coat of light fuzz, before it slowly darkened and matured into the same thick, wiry hairs that coated the rest of him. Layers of dark hair kept popping up under older ones, until his ass was barely visible under the fur. His crack itched strongly as even thicker hairs burst out, more kinky and wiry than any others. The rug across his back continued spreading around his sides, linking up with his chest and stomach hair as his full body coating only grew thicker and thicker.
As his whole body was covered in thick hair, the currents of the water now pushed and pulled Tyler’s fur coat in waves, the feeling of which was mind blowing to him. The bubble jets in the pool were blowing directly towards his thick bush, now free to sway in the water. Every time he moved the sensation was immaculate, and Tyler couldn’t help but get hard again. He reached both hands down since his cock was long enough to need both, and began to stroke slowly, up and down his shaft. His body shivered. It felt incredible. The warm water coating his dick and his body, the thick girthy shaft needing both hands, the hand under his hands and flowing in the water, it all created an unreal sensational overload. He suddenly remembered, nearly breaking the daze he’d been in the entire time, that he’d missed a spot.
With a quick breath, he dunked his entire head underwater, holding it under as long as he could. About a minute later he broke the surface with a gasp. Even with just a minute of time, the pool water had begun to take effect. A dark shadow coated the lower half of Tyler’s face, stretching down over his neck. His sharp jaw began to round out, cheeks growing heavier. His hair darkened from brown to an inky black, with the hairline receding just an inch or so on the sides. He returned his hands to his cock as a beard began to fill in on his face. He grasped his rock hard member, feeling every inch of his face come alive as follicles worked in overdrive to push out a thick, black hair. His beard crept out slowly, then more quickly as he began stroking it faster. His mustache popped out, hairs erupting from his upper lip as he felt himself getting closer. The hair on his cheeks thickened up, creating a solid strap from side to side that blended into his stache. The stubble crept downwards too, connecting into his thick chest hair, as Tyler’s jacking pace reached a climax. His breathing grew quick, hairs all over standing on end as he felt his massive balls churning.Â
With one last pump, his hips began to buck as he shot load after load into the pool water. A roaring moan echoed through the room as he emptied both gargantuan balls straight into the spa. He felt his body bloat, softening even more, belly growing more than anything as his fur coat grew just a little bit denser all over. His cock was still emptying into the water, cum pooling around him as his breathing slowed into a pant. The haze from the intense steam began to lift, but Tyler was no longer the man he was upon walking into the spa that morning. He was bigger, heavier, and far, far hairier. He rubbed his hands through his new fur, enthralled with it still.Â
Suddenly, the man from the entry desk walked into the room.
“It sounds like you’re all finished in here, could I interest you in our sauna next?” he asked Tyler with another wink.
Tyler quipped back, a grin plastered across his face, “Only if you join me.”
Apologies for the long hiatus, I hope y'all enjoy this one! As always please let me know of any suggestions or hopes you have for future hairy stories, or if you're working on becoming big and hairy yourself!
