Jesse's friends started to arrive, one by one. Jack showed up; he was the shortest in their group, and everyone always bugged him about it. He was cute, but couldn't get a boyfriend or girlfriend, because of his height.
The next to show up was Marcus. He was the tallest and the most muscular of the group. He was 6'7", and well quite a looker. The only thing was, he was straight, unlike the rest of his friends. He had a girlfriend named Amanda. He was just by himself tonight though.
The last one to show up was Mitch. He was about the same height as Jesse, putting them both in between the other two. They were both about 5'10", and the only big difference was that Mitch was more muscular than Jesse. Jesse was slim, and fit, but nothing like Mitch. Though he was less muscular than Marcus, he appeared to be more muscular, due to their difference in height. Like Jesse, Mitch was gay, but they never had a thing for each other romantically.
They all wished him a Happy Birthday when they came in, and wanted to know what was in store for the night.
"Well," Jesse said. "I have lots of beer, and a new drinking game I picked up today. Sounds interesting..."
"Hopefully it's a good one," Jack said sarcastically.
So Jesse explained the rules to them, and they all thought it was a weird game, but decided to give it a try anyway.
"So," Mitch inquired. "We drink this shit here, and then what?"
"I guess the game doesn't work right without it," Jesse said.
"Guys," Marcus said a little freaked out. "This game sounds a bit freaky don't you think?"
"Maybe the liquid is a hallucinogen?" Jack said. "I don't think I wanna drink that until I know what it is..."
"Come on guys," Jesse said. "An old man gave me the game. Do you really think there'd be a hallucinogen in it?"
"Maybe he followed you home," Marcus said. "Maybe he just wants to watch a bunch of studs like us get fucked up to get his rocks off or something."
"Oh whatever," Jesse said unamused. "Let's just play it, okay?"
They all gave in finally, and all took a swig of the liquid. All except Marcus. He pretended to drink it and let it slide down his shirt. Little did he know, that his skin would absorb it, and intensify any of the changes.
"So," Jesse said. "Who should go first?"
"How about the birthday boy?" Jack asked.
"Okay fine," Jesse answered.
He drew the first card. He didn't like what the card was.