The Human, the Wererabbit and the Merman

A curious group was currently walking towards the Relay track. A lot of teams normally were composed of the same species but the ones coming were an odd mix of nature.

This weird team was led by Shane Gallagan, a brown haired, caucasian and Human college student. This wasn't his first year coming the BCR but he was finally registered in an event for once. He had always wanted to show off the control capacities he had practiced as a hobby even when in class. Thanks to that, he had quite a mental strength. Since he was also on the track and field team in his class, the skinsuit relay seemed to be perfect for him. He was confident in his skills, since he was now used to being in quite a few bodies, ranging from Demons to even Pellians. He was sure that he would be comfortable in almost any body that would be given to him, even if it was a weak one since he had spent his life training his , giving him a lean and powerful stature with legs ready to run at any time.

Shane still needed a teammate for this and in fact he had two. Sylvia Cross was a white Wererabbit that worked on a farm close to his town and came regularly to sell her products. She was good friends with Shane since he helped her sell and unload her products on busy days and was a regular customer. She wasn't a very imposing person, quite shy and meek in fact but her soft and furry legs hid powerful muscles that were perfect for accelerations. Despite not training as much as Shane, her farm lifestyle gave her a svelte body as well. Her control over other bodies might not be great but her physique definitely made up for it. She was light and quick despite being easy to tire out, giving her an edge when it came to catching up or creating distance with others.

Finally, there was Gale Thompson, a legged Merman, Shane's roomate and member of the swim team with quite an impressive stamina. He was an imposing and greenish creature with a rather soft and welcoming face. His shoulders were wide and his torso big enough to set a few plates on it, quite a hunk. Choosing Gale for a Relay race would normally be a bad idea because the sun and wind could easily dry him out but if he was using another body, that wouldn't be a problem. And if the body he had was lighter than his own, he would probably be shooting trough the track.

The three friends were casually chatting while trying to find the race schedule. They had arrived a few hours ago and were sure there was a Relay race soon, they just weren't sure how soon.

"Do you guys think we can actually win the competition?"

Sylvia was the one who spoke up, with a low voice in the hopes that her partners wouldn't actually hear her. She had her soft fur covered hand over her small breasts, showing how stressed she was being here. Gale sympathetically pat her on the back without breaking his gaze away from the schedule board:

"We're here to have fun. I don't really care whether we win or lose. Just do your best and we'll be fine."

Shane on the other hand, looked a lot less disinterested. He spoke up with a jovial tone, but they could sense that he was being very serious:

"We ain't losing, that's for sure! You should stop worrying about this! You're probably the fastest one out of us, so just like Gale said, do your best and the prize will be right in our hands."

On that positive yet intense note, he went back to the board. After a few seconds he let out an exclamation and announced:

"There it is! Looks like our race is...."