Tyler ran his fingers back through his hair. His fingers felt odd. He stood up straight and opened his eyes to stare at his hands. There was webbing between his fingers. The water continued to pelt the back of his head. He heard a plop, and felt something fall from his head against his shoulder and then against his bare left butt cheek. He felt the water pounding against his bare scalp.
"What the h-?" Tyler cursed reaching up with his webbed hand to feel his wet hair slide to reveal his now bare scalp. Every tress of his hair now was either in his clenched webbed fist or in clumps at his feet on the shower room floor. His nostrils flared in anger, "What's going on here?" he demanded.
Dave the nearest bather to him rapidly turned his head and his wet mop of loose hairs went flying off his head to reveal his bare scalp. The team mates stared at each other in terror. They were all bald or losing their hair.
"Ty, do you think the pool water is radioactive?" asked Dave.
"No, it's got to be a prank. Someone probably put depilatory in the shampoo or maybe in the pool. I don't know, but when I find out who did it!" growled Tyler accentuating it with a fist punch to his palm.
"It's something more than depilatory, Tyler," Rick said, "My toes and fingers are all webbed, and you're turning green."
"Green?" Tyler asked in disbelief.
He was ahead of the team in his rate of transformation, Roger had seen to that. The cameras were running, it was time to go collect his prize.
Tyler was conscious as he held his crooked arm out in front of him that he was mymicking the werewolf transformation scene from An American Werewolf in London, but he couldn't help himself. He wasn't changing into a werewolf though, maybe it would be the creature from the black lagoon, he wondered. Then he noticed everything and everyone else seemed to be growing rapidly bigger.
"Dude, I think you're turning into a frog?" said Dave pointing with his own pale green index finger.
"We're all turning into frogs," gasped Rick.
"Frogs?" muttered Alex, "Say wasn't there something about the bio class needing frogs for dissection - you don't think?"
"Give Frog Alex an A for deduction, let's hope he's even better in the lab," said Roger as he entered with the bio teacher.
"Sorry, Tyler, but when the principal gave the biology department's money to the swim team, well, I'm afraid your fate was sealed," said Mr. Grimes lowering his net over the now completely transformed team captain.
"No-rreeep!" croaked Dave as he protested and shrank to be scooped up by Roger's net.
Each frog was soon resting in the ice chest of water and ice that Roger and Grimes had brought. The cold water lowered their metabolisms inducing a type of hibernation. They were helpless to resist. The dreamt now of being human or being frogs, of swimming and jumping, all oblivious to their horrible fate.