Jon gasped. His body looked almost exactly as it had before the incident with Karyn. His body was covered with dark, wiry hair, and heavy, hard slabs of muscle rippled underneath. He looked like a body builder crossed with a grizzly bear.
Except for his crotch. Amidst the tangle of pubic hair, Jon couldn't see any sign of his cock and balls. He reached down and felt around. He found his penis - he couldn't see it, but it felt like it was the size of a pencil eraser, at best. It stiffened under his touch, and grew almost as big as the very tip of his smallest finger. Where his balls should have been he found only soft, hairy skin that dimpled in when he pressed on it.
"Oh my God," Jon said, in a deep voice that sounded more like Barry White or James Earl Jones than the one he usually had. "What happened to Karyn?"
