"Hmmmmmmmm, I think that it's time for your final treatment" said Cameron as he changed back into his Orc form, sporting his huge Orc equipment, but this time, something was different. "Awww, fuck" said Cameron, as he looked down and saw that his dick was totally limp, he couldn't do a single thing with it. "Mother Fucker, I think I ran out of seed. Oh well, some sleep will cure that, along with a drink". Cameron went over to one of his many bottles of alcohol, and downed the whole bottle. Then another, then another, and another. Finally Cameron passed out into a drunken slumber, into a pile of hay.
"Uuugh, this is my only chance" whispered Brian, and he knew it was true. He had strained and strained against his bonds, but they had been too tight earlier, but earlier he had been a drow. Cameron had changed Brian into his old, muscular-farmboy body, and hadn't bothered to change him back. Brian strained against the bonds, and he freed him self. He saw that Cameron was still passed out, but he knew that he had to be smart about this, so he threw on some clothes, and ran into town.
I can't get the guys, because this would be just too embarassing, but who can I get? He thought, and then he stumbled upon the mages guild. He asked around, and found out that a number of people hated Cameron, so he recruited a few. They gathered up their supplies, and headed back to the tower to find Cameron, and he was...