"You wanna know how I got this hairy?" I whispered in his ear, his scruffy beard scratching my cheek. "Same reason none of you are leaving this party."
He stepped backwards, a frightened look on his face. But then his eyes opened wide and he started moaning. His hands were exploring every crevice of his body, as if looking for the source of this immense pleasure. The guys around him stopped dancing when they noticed, but then they started moaning and touching themselves the same way. In a matter of minutes, every man in the club was experiencing the most powerful erotic sensation of their lives.
The moaning got louder and louder, building into a crescendo. The first guy started gravitating towards, getting closer and closer until... Swoosh. As soon as he touched me, he exploded into a mesh of sexual energy and pleasure, leaving only a single hair where his skin had touched mine. The other guys started approaching me, each of them bursting into a final wave of erotic bliss before turning into another hair on my body.
By the end of the set every man in the club was adorning my body as hair - even the DJ.
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