When she woke up that morning, there had been two strange guys in her bed; "strange" as in normal guys she didn’t know, not weirdos. She was delicio...sly sore all over and couldn’t remember a thing about the night before. Her head was pounding. The empty bottle of JD on her bedside cabinet explained why. She shook the two boys to wake them up. Rod and Todd? Brett and Rhett? What the hell were their names? She knew they rhymed but that was all. At least, she thought they might. Did they rhyme? It. "He flew back onto the bed. Laying flat he realized the fulldepth of this change. His head was on the pillow, but hisfeet did not go over the end as they usually did. He felthimself get weaker by the moment. His arms shot up in frontof him."Thin arms, tiny hands..." Said the voice, as though itwere remembering a list.John watched his hands become effeminate and small. Hisfingers shortened and narrowed. The worst part was thatJohn was aware of the changes as they occurred. The nailsglowed and. . I ..." Scott stopped for a moment. It seemed like hehad just had a revelation, "A threesome. Can we do a threesome withanother girl?"This seemed like strange time for Scott to ask about fulfilling one ofthe usual fantasies that men have about women. Kirsten was a littlesurprised and a little hurt. If Scott was trying to tell her that hedidn't desire her sexually this was a strange way to do it, though shecould see him spending all his time with the other girl at her expense. Still it. I don’t know why I did it or why I needed to do it so much, but when Billy and I and the other to troopers got back to base motor pool it just sorta happened. We’d just come through a real life threatening experience together. We’d fought with real bad guys who wanted to kill us and we’d made it through. We shared an experience that only soldiers have, and there was real love between us, a comradeship that is totally unique to combat. The only thing was that we.