Ricks laughs turned to guffaws, as the fat kid's chest expanded like a balloon, and he let out a noise that sounded like a thousand bullfrogs singing. A pigeon flew by, and the boy's bald green head turned. In a blink of an eye, a flash of pink shot from the boy to the bird, and back. The bird was gone. The fat green kid was chewing on something. A feather slipped from his lips. Rick fell to the ground and rolled around laughing.
The fat kid turned away revealing the last name emblazoned on his jersey, "KERMITT." John Kermitt was turning into a frog. Between laughs and breaths, Rick managed to gasp, "It's not easy being green, is it, heehee?"
By now several of the other boys were standing clutching at themselves in pain. He could see feathers appearing on Jeff Schuler's face and body. Steve Archer was definitely turning into a patterned skinned snake. Nick, Nick was standing over him glowering, but he was not changing.
"Okay, punk, what did you put in the water?"
"Water? Why aren't you changing?"
"Cause I didn't drink any of that water. I had my own bottled stash, because I pissed in the water jug. Now what did you put in the jug?"
"You pissed in your team's drinking water?"
"Don't want to answer? Well how about a drink, there's plenty left?" Nick pulled the jug out from behind his legs. As Rick tried to get up to run, Nick tackled him and unstoppered the jug. Rick screamed, but the screams of the other boys and coaches drowned him out. He watched as even some of the spectators began to morph. Apparently, everyone except Rick and Nick had quenched their thirst from that tainted jug. As, Nick pinched Rick's nose shut with one hand, he started to position the open water jug over Rick's mouth. His toned youthful body lay across Rick's smaller form pinning him to the ground. Soon only Nick would have remained untainted by the water.