As his host begins to snore, John makes his move to animate the body now wearing him. He manages to rise in the manner of a somnabulist. He moves stiffly toward the mirror, and examines the hot, hairy muscular man he's become. Who is he? He doesn't recognize the fellow. The room however is definitely in his wing of the Stonewood Dormitory. John starts to go to find his room, when he glances at the swollen member on the hairy guy, it's almost pulled the jockstrap 3 inches from his waist. The man is hung like a horse. John decides to test his new equipment before returning to his room.
He jocks off on the bed, as the clock chimes 11:45pm. As he lays there breathing, he hears voices in the adjoining room.
"Yeah, it worked like a charm. I dressed him in some clothes I got from lost and found. He looks just like I told you."
"You're bound to win first place in the competition, Rutger. Too bad he's only a temp. You're sure you can conjure him again?"
"Yeah, it's a cinch. Oh, look at the time. If you're going to see him, you'd better look now."
"You're kidding the spell ends at Midnight? How Cinderella of you!"
"Hey, I can make it last longer, but why exert more power than I need to before the exam."
"BING, BING, BING..." the clock strikes Midnight.
Oh great! John thinks. Now I'm going to end up trapped in an animal's body--if he transformed this body from an animal. Shoot, I could end up trapped in a mannequin or worse yet, he might have conjured this fellow out of nothing!
John races to get back into his jockstrap body as the clock tolls the final 3 bells of the hour...