He was rubbing his cock on anything that would help but nothing cured the jock itch.
He sprayed bottle after bottle of medication on it and it just seemed to make it worse.
He found a light pole and it looked like he was humping the pole trying to get some relief from the fire in his crotch.
Trying to make his way home and hope that the change happens at midnight and hoping that he can make it till then with out going nuts he humps his way down the street.
This does not go un-noticed by the local police and they stop him rubbing himself up and down a fire hydrant.
Questioning him they find out his crotch is so inflamed they fear they might catch it.
They put him in their car and head to the hospital where they give him a shot of steroids. This seems to give him some slight relief enough for him to get some rest and he goes home and the clock ticks closer to midnight.
At the last stroke of midnight he does change back.
But the jock itch remains with his body and it starts to get more inflamed.
He heads back to his Dr. and told him what was going on and his Dr. offered some experimental treatment. And he agreed. He was going insane with this constant itch. But he thought he might get it taken care of at the magic shop.
He took the shot and went to get the prescription filled to try to keep going until he got to the magic shop.
As he entered the shop the proprietor took a look at the jock itch and replied he could do nothing for it. It was a curse and he can not undo someone elses curse. The only way to take care of it would be to find the one who put the curse on him and have them remove it.
But that would be difficult if not impossible because the curse was made against Brick and he didn't know who might hate Brick.
The medication helped but his crotch remained inflamed. He was banned from any gym. They didn't want to take the chance of it spreading to their equipment and on to their customers.
This had quite a detrimental effect on his body. He couldn't exercise for any amount of time. The medication bloated him. It was a combination of steroids and other chemicals.
And he got fat as he searched for the perpetrator.