Brandon, Trevor and Kyle were friends and they all made the mistake of breaking into a house and squatting in it. Getting caught found them in the position they were now in.
Brandon was often referred to 'baby face' due to his young looks. He could easily pass for a 15 year old, his face and chest were completely smooth and he was a skinny 5 foot 8 topped with brown hair.
Trevor was 6 foot 3, blond and had the musculature in between a swimmer and a gymnast and loved to flaunt his muscles and was always in a tank or shirtless.
Kyle was the middle man, 5 foot 10, light brown hair, not skinny not fat, just average... Well, aside from one little thing...
"Dammit Brandon, how the hell did you end up with a golden retriever as your animal? And I got stuck with a stupid donkey!" Trevor asked as the three sat down to eat their first meal.
Brandon just smiles as Kyle quickly butted in, "Ha, you should be lucky you got a donkey, I took my time and ended up with some hairy boar!"
The three quickly quieted as hunger took over and they chowed down, no clue the pudding was spiked with a formula that would slowly change them as their stay progressed.