Anderson turned toward the field. The locker room doors swung open in front of him and a crowd of scantily clad
boys marched it. The swim team had just ended practice. The boys, wearing nothing but small speedos that
barely covered their groins, walked in toward Anderson.
"Hey Anderson! Out to practice?" A few of the guys stopped and patted him on the shoulder, making small talk.
"Yeah. As usual." Anderson gently shrugged them off. His friend, Johnny had always pestered him about doing
cross country. Johnny was a natural born swimmer. His lean frame was built for the waters. He thought
Anderson was the same too and so he always tried to convince Anderson to join the swim team.
"Y'know, you can still join us! It's not too late!" Johnny gave a wink to Anderson and turned to walk away
with his team. The demon inside of Anderson smiled. He sensed a demon inside of Johnny as well. This was
their chance. The two could work their dark magic on the boys and have some fun. Through that short moment of
contact between Johnny and Anderson, the two demons were able to agree upon a transformation for the two and
immediately began their work.