Mama DuBois set the jockstrap down in the middle of her black covered round table. She took some red powder and poured a circle around the jockstrap, then she poured three more circles one with yellow, one with blue and one with black powder. She set candles on the table, and lit them.
"Shouldn't he be in a pentagram?" Rod asked.
"You've seen too many werewolf movies, boy. I sometimes use the Star of Solomon, sometimes the Star of David, but we don't know what we're dealing with here yet. So I need to put protection against evil spirits, demons, and all what not. Then after we know whether he's a ghost or a were-jockstrap or whatcha, then we'll know what type of spell to use and whether to use Stars of Solomon, or David, or Nebucchanezzar."
Sebastian whispered to Rod, "Star of Solomon is what she calls a pentagram. Proper name."
He took a scathing glance from Mama, but she said nothing more and went about her work preparing a bowl with herbs and powders, and then she left and returned with a live chicken.
"You're going to sacrifice a chicken?"
"No, boy, I'm going to give this chicken to Seb to butcher for dinner," she snapped shaking her head. "It'll give you boys something to do while I work."
After they left, she leaned in and whispered to the jockstrap, as she extracted a jar of dark liquid from the refrigerator, "Besides, I already got all the blood I need for this spell, and it ain't chicken blood." She poured it into the bowl, and then began to incant. Chad recognized some of the words, but most sounded foreign, maybe it was her accent.
Good grief it was working. Chad found he could move. He was still a jockstrap, but he was glowing and twitching and he could feel himself changing. It took a painful hour or maybe two, but at last he was human. He covered his crotch, after looking himself over to see that he was all normal. Then he looked up at the giant room, and giant Mama looming over him. He almost pissed himself, but managed not to do so.
"My, my, you're not a spirit, but a transformed human. Major juju, or bad mojo, I gotta do some tests. You tell me how this happened, and don't leave anything out?"
"Am I going to be stuck tiny?" said Chad. She didn't hear so he shouted the question, she strained to hear, and shook her head.
"Not from this spell, you will turn back into a jockstrap when you leave the circles. If I can figure out how to break the spell, you may be the way you were before or you may not. I have to do some tests, now while I get what I need talk- better, shout out what happened to you.