Mr. Mendes walked in on Josh and Marco having a heated discuccion in the living room. Josh was pleading with Marco to let him hang on to his new height and the new equipment swinging low between his legs, by the looks of Marco, these things had all been "borrowed" from his body. Marco was flat out denying Josh's requests, saying he wanted to be his old height again, and didn't enjoy having a tiny little boy penis attached to his now-freakishly-muscled body.
Mr. Mendes quitely reached for the book and walked out of the room and into the hallway, flipping throught the book, when he caught sight of Ric, still asleep on the bed. He took a closer look through the door that was open a crack. Mr. Mendes flipped to the back of the book, it had red glowing words and blue words that looked faded. The faded ones, he recognized, were all the spells they had done the night before, the glowing ones on the other hand, were ones he didnt remember performing. He quickly realized that the faded ones were past spells, that had already been lifted, and the glowiong ones were spells that were still ongoing. He read them from the top, there were two swapping spells listed there, one for the penis and the other for height. Of course, those were the ones that were placed on Josh and Marco. He read further on. There was a body hair spell active, too. Mr. Mendes finally realized that he had no pubic hair, no chest hair, in fact he had no hair anywhere on his body from the neck down, he didn't even have his morning beard. He examined his body, well, he thought, it could be worse, besides, I kinda like this. He ran his fingers across his smooth sack. There was one last spell on the page, it was a sleep spell. He looked over at the slumbering Ric. It must be placed on him, Mr. Mendes thought. He walked over to the sleeping boy. "Ric" he whispered, "Ric", this time with a little more gusto. Mr. Mendes peaked outside the door, he could still hear Josh and Marco arguing. He walked back over to the boy. "Ric!" he said in the sternest, loudest, and most threatening voice he could muster, which normally frightened any Jr. high schooler into attention. Ric layed there, snoring just slightly. Mr. Mendes pulled away the sheet covering Ric, as well as the boxers and undershirt he was sleeping in. Ric was still asleep with his young body naked to the world. Mr. Mendes opened the book and...