"Hmmmm, something has to be done about those boys. Well, I guess that I only have one choice..." St Peter says, and he draws a pouch of fine powder from inside his desk. He opens the pouch, pours some powder into his palm, and blows it all over you. You feel a tingling in your dick, and look down. The third leg stirrs, and then it starts to shrink, along with your nuts. They shrink back down to their original size, 6 inches along with balls the size of small eggs. You always wished that you had a bigger set of equipment, but it has never happened. Then the warm feeling enters your mind, and you feel the warmth settle there. He then waves a hand and you vanish, and reappear in a darkly lit cave. There is a slip of paper in your hand, and some old figure in a crimson robe shuffles forward and takes the slip from your hand. "Hmmmmm, oh my, revenge tomes. Peter means business. Well, here you go..." said the robed figure, and hands you some old looking books.
Then the world disolves again, and you reappear back in math class, with class acting like nothing happened. Your pants and boxers are fixed, but Drey and his gang are no longer laughing. You look back at them and yawn, but nothing happens to your dick, and you grin at them.
"What the fuck Drey, why isn't it working?" whispered one of Drey's cronies, and Drey had no answer. He had no idea why the kid's dick wasn't ripping out of his pants, and filling with blood to drain his head.
When the bell rang, you walk back to your locker. What a strange dream you think, but that strange warm feeling is still in your mind, and it feels like it's even in your body. You open your locker and gasp when you see the old books sitting in your back pack. You grab one of the books, and carry it along with your english books, as you head to english. You sit down, and during the time you're supposed to be reading your shakespeare you flip through the old book. You flip to one page and it is a spell for a body draining spell. You look over at Drey and start your silent spell...