Todd asked the class, "who forgot their jockstrap today?"
Not one answered, except for a girl, who said, "Girls don't wear jocks."
Todd waved his wand slightly. Two hands went up.
"I forgot my jockstrap today. I've got PE next period, I'll surely get a demerit," sighed pudgy boy.
Todd put a black laundry marker on the boy's desk. He motioned with his wand, and the nearest naked jock. He was compelled to walk over and fell to his knees.
"Write property of and your name on his forehead," Todd ordered.
With the black marker, the boy wrote, "PROPERTY OF MARCUS".
The jock's face and body blanched white, as he rapidly shrank. Marcus stared down at his brand new jockstrap with the terrified jocks face embedded in the pouch.
"Uh, thank you."
"You're welcome," said Todd, "he's your jock now."
Marcus smiled, and folded the jock up and put it in his satchel.
"Now who else needs a jock?"
"I do!" Shouted a voice from the back.
That surprised Todd. It wasn't the needy kid in the front row that he had intended.
"Oh, no. Not him!" Shouted the remaining jock.
"Throw me that marker, Marcus," ordered the young man. Then he looked at the naked jock and ordered, "Jack, get over here and on your knees."
Jack the jock remained posed.
Todd smirked. This wasn't the plan, and someone seemed to forget who was in charge. Still Jack the jock looked like he could pass himself. So maybe Todd would go along for now. He lowered the wand, and Jack marched over to the student holding the marker, and dropped to his knees.
"Pwned by MAX."
There jock whispered, "Please,no." Then he landed on Max's desk.