Bear Chain

Tom had been looking for something to add to his look, something to make him feel more masculine. He had gone through a few tattoos, finally deciding on a neck chain from a brand called "Bear Chain". He couldn't help but be drawn to their designs, wanting to own something that made him more distinct. He immediately put the chain on once it arrived, wearing it the next day to work.

As he wore it that day, he felt something different. He couldn't help but notice the other man he worked with, almost all of them with dad bods. They were all stuffed into tight shirts, the curves of their figures clearly visible wrapped in the fabric. He kept having to glance away, his eyes constantly drawn to them. His gaze trailed over the hair on their arms, peeking at the curls coming over their collars. He didn't know if it was his nerves being so close to them, but he felt himself begin sweating near them.

His shirt was now completely itchy where it touched him. He was too distracted by his coworkers to notice the carpet of hair sprouting under it, including a slow dusting over his arms as well. All he could do was try to keep his head down, eyes away from the other men to keep them from being pulled away from his work. He'd grown too flustered to the point he had to escape to the bathroom, needing a moment away from the room.

His jaw dropped once he saw himself in the mirror. His face had erupted with a thick unruly beard, wrapping around his jaw and falling down over his neck. He'd never thought he'd been able to grow it that much, but there it was. The hair was even visible under his shirt, curls sprouting from under his collar. He ripped off his top to find it even worse underneath. The dark hair ran all the way down his chest and stomach, his underside looking like a rug.

His stomach twisted as he looked at himself. He was disgusted by it, but at the same time, enamored. He felt sexy and masculine, seeing on himself what he kept noticing others had. His panic had been replaced with a sense of attraction, feeling his thoughts turning back toward his coworkers. He couldn't help but want other men to like his body too now, thinking of what he'd get to do with a chance alone with them. It wasn't long until he was back on the floor with the rest of them flaunting his body for them, hoping they'd notice.