Jared rick and Martin entered their cabin and were...unimpressed. The beds were far too small...built for 9 year olds and there was little room to do anything but...sleep.
"so much for partying all weekend in a cabin" Rick moaned, pessimistic as usual.
"Cheer up man" Jared replied " At least we have vodka!" Jared pulled a handle out of his backpack, presenting it to his friends.
Ricks ears perked up at that.
"well...you always know how to make things bearable" Rick replied as he watched Jared pour three shot glasses.
Each of the men grabbed a glass.
"To a shitty weekend at camp" Rick said, raising his shot in toast " And may the girls never get to choose our weekend plans again!"
With that, the three tossed back the liquor.
From there, the night descended into an energized, alcohol fueled blur.
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Rick awoke with a start. He hardly remembered the night before, the events reduced to nothing more than a swirrel of vodka, shouting and cards. A dopy grin crossed his face
"Might not remeber it...but it must have been fun" He said.
His ears twitched at the sound of his voice. It far too high.
He paused again. "Wait...did my ears just....twitch?" He thought,
Gradually, he reached his hands up the side of his face towards where his ears should have been. He found nothings. Slowly, he reached higher and found two pointed, furry ears standing atop his head.
A shrill, peircing scream filled the cabin.
Rick rushed to the mirror as two unusually small lumps in Jared and Martins beds shifted around in annoyance at the noise.
"Did someone let a kid in here?" Came a voice from one of the 'lumps' under the covers of one of the beds " Wa-wait...what's with my voice....I sound like...like a kid! Not just a kid....I sound like....a girl"
Shooting up from the 'lump' under the covers appeared the face of a child-like cougar toped with long, feminine platinum blond hair.
As Rick approached the mirror he saw, with horror, the full extent of his changes. He was a raccoon boy. Looking himself over, he took in his pointed ears, furred masked face, and with a glance, paw like hands. His hair too hand changed, once a standard brown it now was an almost cartoon-ish blue styled into odd pointy locks. Looking down, he noticed his clohtes had also shifted. His t-shirt and jeans were gone, replaced in favor of a scounting uniform.
"Man, did they have to add insult to injury by changing my clothes!" He said. His eye caught notice of his new fangs and in an exaggerated, almost childlike fashion he started making faces in the mirror, showing off his new champers. The funny faces quickly eliceted a gigle from him.
Pasusing, he realized what he was doing.
"Crap! Now I'm starting to think like a kid too!" He shouted
"well at least you're still a boy!" He heard from across the room. Glancing back, he saw Martin and Jared standing side by side. Well, in reality he saw a cougar girl and an otter girl, both significantly shorter than they were the night before. Somehow he just...knew the cougar was Jared and the otter, Martin.
Both it seemed had changed genders. Like himself, their clothes had changed too swapped in favor of cute summer dresses' befitting girls of their age. Just like him, Martin's hair had turned blue, but unlike him it had lengthened into a long feminine cut.
"Frick...I mean FUUUU ...Frik" Rick said at the sight "Frick! I can't even say the f-word...whats wrong with me?!"
"You're 8, that's what's wrong, 10 year olds shouldn't swear" The otter that was Martin said in an instructive tone
"Wait" Jared said, turning to Martin "How did you know his age?"
Martin paused "I-I don't know I just...know....its weird....just like how I know you are 10 and I'm the oldest by a year, a full 11 years old!' Martin said a hint of pride lacing his words before he realized being 11 shouldn't be a point of pride.
"Guys, I-I feel weird" Rick said, staring at the two " L-like in the head....looking at you, I just...somehow know your names are....Janet and...Marianne....but I know that's not right....I just can't figure out why...somethings, something not right with the way I'm thinking..."
"Its okay Racoon Rick!" Martin replied realizing mid sentence he'd called his friend 'Racoon Rick"
"We-We'll figure something out....but first...we better go check on the girls" Martin continued.
"Marianne's right" Said Jared, now Janet "We better go check on them"
With that, the kids left the cabin.