A Series of Horny Events: Kyle's Nightmare [WHOLE STORY]

Synopsis: Kyle is a competitive swimmer who angers the wrong witch, leading to a change of luck for the always clean-cut athlete. 

“Hey watch it!” The 20-something-year-old girl snapped back. 

Kyle knew her from the neighborhood…

“Shut the fuck up Marie, you watch where you’re going!” Kyle shouted back with little-to-no remorse for basically running the girl off the sidewalk, her bag of fresh produce now ruined on the ground…

“Jerk!” In moments the girl had fled to her house, which was three down from Kyle’s. 

Kyle was never the type to care about others. For Kyle, swim team was all that mattered. Not only did Kyle’s entire friend circle exist on the swim team but he also took to the sport and performed admirably. A major component Kyle put effort into was the upkeep to his body. Kyle was blessed to have the genes for lite hair growth which meant minimal shaving to swim faster. 

This was not the first time Kyle disrupted the peace around the neighborhood. Often times Kyle, joined by his group of swim ‘jokesters,’ could be seen loitering the streets of the established and rather quaint neighborhood. 

* * *

“Mother, I need help with this potion!” Marie yelled as if she’d yelled it before. 

“I need help. It’s for that kid Kyle.”

Marie’s mom made a sympathetic face of sorts then motioned to a box of ingredients off to the side that’d been pulled out from the closet. 

“Oh honey, I’m surprised it took you this long for that weasel,” she rubbed her daughter’s back. 

“I know, I know. I want to get him where it hurts now,” Marie declared. 

“Isn’t he on that swim team?” 

“Yea, he’s so cocky about it, all the time.” 

“Well, take it away from him.” 

“How do you mean, Mom?” Marie seemed frustrated.  

“Try this, love.” She handed her daughter a bag from the box with a single hair inside. 

“A hair?” 

“Yes, not unlike the hair I’m sure he takes great pride in not having to deal with.”

“Uh huhh,” Marie said to her mom, rather lazily.

“Add this to your potion and he’ll wake up every morning with a mess of hair in all the places he hates.”

“How does that help anything?” 

“If he tries to remove it it’ll just grow back within hours. That should prove difficult while in his suit and certainly around his teammates dear. They won’t want him on the team with all that stuff, he’ll stick out like a sore thumb. He’ll lose his friends and be cursed away from the swim team he cherishes.

After Marie’s mom dropped the hair into the beaker bowl it caused some bubbling to occur, followed by a complete transformation of the liquid from green into ‘clear as water.’

* * *

Kyle played his xbox without any attention to the open window on his back side, where Marie had been peeking in. Thankfully for Marie, Kyle had a glass of water that was near the window sill, making for the best target. Discreetly, she tilted and emptied the contents of the vile into Kyle’s water glass before she could be seen. Kyle was clueless with his headset worn tight. As Marie fled under a full moon she would not have the pleasure of seeing Kyle chug down the entire glass of water before he headed to bed.

As part of his normal nighttime ritual, Kyle snapped a quick dick selfie and sent it along to a few girls on his snapchat feed. “Nite bitches,” the caption said. Kyle loved showing off his always-smooth and visibly above average-sized cock to the babes on his feed whenever he could.

After a sudden but brief scratch of the crotch, Kyle passed out. 

* * *

Morning arrived. Kyle knew something was ‘off’ the moment he shoved his hand down his underwear for his usual morning grope. A rapid-fire sequence of events played out in the seconds that followed…

“What–the–??”

Kyle knew what it was he’d felt… 

“Hair…” 

The visual confirmed an out of control mess of hair that now spilled out of his briefs, although it thinned toward his abs. With his hand still buried in the pubes, a terrible gut feeling… one of disgust… took over as Kyle stood up and  rushed to the bathroom to find his trimmer and shaving kit. 

It took a few minutes and a brief shower afterward but when all was finished Kyle was relieved to look down and see smoothness back. The trauma of it all returned however once he saw the clumps of pubes scattered on the bathroom floor. 

“How is this possible?! I’ve never been… that’s not even… is this a dream?”

Kyle pinched his arm and nothing happened. 

“Alright man, get it together. I have to get to practice.” 

He swept up the hair and ditched it in the tiny trash can nearby before rushing to his dresser to get dressed. 

“God I’m itchy now,” Kyle snuck in a few good scratches as he grabbed his duffle and ran. 

* * *

The locker room was crowded but Kyle was used to it. He found his good buddy Dan who was likewise happy to see him. The two talked a moment about the party from days prior in which they both hooked up with some of the school's hottest babes. Dan first got changed, followed by Kyle. Kyle felt relieved to be hair free... Except...

"That can't be..."

Indeed, Kyle saw the beginnings of hair growing from the base of his cock, and surrounding it, and up to his abs. Its length was marginal and only visible because of the attention being given to it, but nonetheless Kyle was beginning to panic on the inside. 

"And this itch..." Kyle was forced to scratch all over his crotch. Thankfully nobody was paying attention. 

As more of the team changed into their speedos Kyle took note of how smooth everyone on the team was. 

"Nobody else is hairy, I can't be!"

"I will have to shave it again," he thought as he edged the waistband of his speedo up just a notch to cover up more. 

Practice went mainly well for Kyle. He might have finished in first place in some of the timed trial practices but every so often he had an itch to contend with that left him distracted mid-swim. Kyle would not know yet that those many hairs were continuing to nudge outward slow and steady. To the passerby looking at Kyle's lower abs it might show as a dark shadow now. 

The whistle blew and practice ended. 

"Sup playa?" Dan returned so say hey. 

"Not much bro," Kyle had previously been thinking about heading home fast in order to figure out the hair situation being such a distraction.

"Wanna hit Brady's house?" Dan invited. 

"Uh-I've gotta head home, shower and stuff," Kyle excused promptly. 

Dan looked upset but then smiled a bit as he looked over Kyle's body.

"Yea, sporting a little scruff down there I see. Better keep on top of that, you know. Haha."

"Haha, shut up dude." Kyle punched Dan in the arm.

"Don't get angry cause you forget to shave for like a week!" Dan spat back! 

"I just shaved this morning!" Kyle immediately responded. 

... And immediately after he said it, he froze. Silence presented itself for a second too long.

Dan spoke up as the two reached their lockers, just as Kyle was forced to scratch another annoying itch...

"You shaved this morning and you're already..."

"----NO I meant I just- Shut the fuck up dude I don't remember when I did." 

On auto pilot, Kyle yanked down his speedo without considering the hair. 

"Bro- doesn't look like you shaved this morning at all! You know coach needs us smooth to compete better, right?"

"Yea yea, I know." Kyle hushed Dan with some strong social cues. He didn't want to draw attention to the situation so he hurried to throw pants on before darting out of the locker room. Even Kyle's friends were wondering where he ran off to. 

* * *

"Shaving! Shaving it!" Kyle quickly lathered up and smoothed out his crotch the second time that day. 

This time instead of large clumps of hair like the morning, the mess this time came in the form of a ton of 1/4" hair trimmings falling onto the bathroom floor. It was nearly impossible for Kyle to clean them all. 

Kyle passed out on his bed for a couple hours after a strenuous practice. When he woke it was to a knock at the front door. Without having any time to think he rushed down to answer... Dan had stopped by, along with two of their pals. 

"Yo, you good?" Dan invited himself in. The others followed. By the time everyone made it into Kyle's room he'd just woken up enough to remember he'd left his bathroom a mess.

"The hair!" Kyle instantly placed his hand firmly on his abdomen. Through his shirt, he rubbed... and he could feel... movement of hair... 

"Is there hair on my stomach?" Kyle tried to feel more but he forgot about his friends in the process. Dan made his way to the bathroom when Kyle wasn't looking. Not until Dan yelled did Kyle become aware...

"Dude, you shaving animals in there?" Dan joked.

"Haha, no!" Kyle spat. 

Dan popped out of the bathroom...

"You ever shave that shit yet?" Dan reminded himself.

"Yea, soon as I got home---"

"Yo guys, Kyle wants to quit swim team... he said he wants to be a hairy muther fuker haha!" Dan laughed and joked. 

The room erupted in laughter, except for Kyle. Kyle stood there and nodded his head in disagreement. As all the attention was on him now Kyle suddenly got struck with a massive itch all around his balls. He grabbed his dick and dug his finger around it to satisfy the discomfort.

"Dude, you good?" Another buddy chimed in. 

"Y-yea," 

Not believing him, Dan wrestles Kyle to the floor and rips off his shirt. Popping out for everyone to see is a large, wide trail of dark hair covering Kyle's belly. Budding out of his waistband was a bush of hairs. 

"Fuck!" Dan jumped off Kyle. 

"What the fuck dude!" 

Kyle blushed red.

The whole room stared in silence. 

Dan looked to his two friends and then back at Kyle. 

"Dude, you need to shave that. It's disgusting. How are you that hairy?" 

Kyle was frozen out of humiliation. Dan looked back at the bathroom door and then back at Kyle once more...

"Fuck! That hair is yours? You're a fucking freak!" 

"No- I-" Kyle couldn't stop his friends from getting up to leave. One by one they each poked their head into the bathroom. Dan held up his phone to take a photo...

"NO! What are you doing?" Kyle begged.

"You can't do this. Please!"

As Kyle stood there shirtless in his bathroom now littered with hair, Dan took the opportunity to snap a photo of the hairy situation to the entire swim team to see. The caption read:

"Kyle's out. Decided to be an ape instead!