Looking at the monitor, Shane was at 74%. That would normally give us a 58% sync rate. It climbed to 87% after he clenched up a bit. "MTM Synchronization Rate 67%." the monitor reported. That had to be due to my bonus. I heard the big hiss and I saw the handles with the controls extend to me. I felt warm and tingly all over my body. It was not as intense as it was with the machine though. That was to be expected. I went from 110% all the way down to 67%. Shane breathed out a huge sigh of relief. I rubbed Shane on the upper back. "See? We make a good team after all." I said. He turned he head over his shoulder to look at me. He was blushing. "I guess so?" he said as if it was a question. We got up. "That's good. Want to switch? Let the boy get a chance at being the Top?" the researcher asked. "Not really. I'm a bit tired. Kody and Karl were going to switch. They can do it now if they want." I said. Kody and Karl had been ready for a while now. This time Kody was the Top and Karl was the Bottom. When they synchronized, I was not surprised when they got the same result of a 92%.
All the members of our team were done. We could afford to hang around at look at the others as they got in the machine. There were those that were higher than ours, but most were about our level or lower. There were some that were not able to synchronize at all. When prompted to switch, it seemed to work half of the time. It was certainly humbling for some of the more cocky guys to have to stick their ass in the air as a Bottom for the girls they had been mistreating all this time to see as the real Tops in the relationship. However, there were just pairings that did not work. Aside from Mark's group there were 3 such pairings. This did not look too good for them. Because there was only 41 of us, there was a pair of loners. One was in the back watching everyone. He had long black hair and tired looking gray eyes. He was also really pale with a scar across his nose. At the end of the day, he joined the rest of us in the holding area for lights out. When morning came, things were very tense for the 11 that were not able to synchronize. We were taken back to the practice machines. Mark walked to the loner.
He said "Bottom for me. Now!" The loner looked at him and said "No." Mark was shocked. "What the fuck do you mean 'No.'!? It's the last fucking day to pilot!" he snapped. The loner said "You made all your friends bleed yesterday. There are 9 other people than you here to synch with. If I have all day, I can choose other options. That was certainly true. Mark sucked his teeth and said "Who needs you!? Yesterday was just a fluke." Matt went up first. He was in the Bottom plugsuit again. He was leaking blood from his nose within a minute of starting to synchronize. Then his ears began to bleed. The monitor did not even turn on for them. "What the fuck is your problem!? You want to fucking die, you piece of shit!?" Mark yelled at him as he collapsed to the side. "It's not his problem it's yours." the researcher said. Mark's head snapped to look at the man. He was holding a clipboard. "We wanted to run the numbers to see what was happening. I figured it out with some help. You are too dominant. You have to synchronize together in harmony. You can't take up all the space. It's like cannonballing in a teacup."
