Chris quickly sized up the situation. "Kevin", he said. "Don't do anything hasty. Sean and I just went a little crazy with the magic. Can you blame us?"
"Shut up, you little shit!" Kevin yelled. "Give me one good reason why I don't turn you into a 400 pound pile of crap"
Sean piped up next. "Remember all the good sex we were having? There's no reason why that has to stop."
Kevin did have memories of the past three days and his life as a totally submissive bottom slave.
"You guys are whack! You two are supposed to be my slaves."
"Well, yeah" Chris said. "How about this? What if we remain as your two hot skater bois, and we find you and your pal more guys to serve you? We know where lots of hotties hang out who would be perfect additions to your posse."
"Yeah" said Sean. I'd rather be your hot homey it I could stay like this"
"And if you let us keep some magic, you could make sure we could not use it against you."
"That's an idea" responded Kevin. "What should I do?"