"It's going to rewire your brain. Personal failure and embarrassment will be your only sources of joy, and humiliation will be your only source of sexual release. You aren't gay, you aren't straight, and you can't masturbate to completion. You'll soon realize you're loosing weight and forgetting to eat because it can only make you feel bad if you overeat and you take no joy from flavor any more. Likewise, weightlifting and any other hobby you liked is a thing of the past. You will soon find yourself sabotaging your grades, relationships, and any job you take on... to feel happy. You'll be doing things wrong just to get yelled at and degraded."
"That would sure be one doosey of a curse to put on someone, 5 points for creativity, but thankfully, magic ain't real." Brent said pushing past Max over this conversation.
"Brent, you're too stupid to realize how serious this is, I tried to warn you even though you are a terrible person. Less of a man and more of a man-child. You will only feel joy when someone treats you as poorly as you treated others."
Brent swung around, his smile fading from bliss to terror. "Oh my God, Max, you gotta fix this!"
"What? You're asking a nerd to help you? How pathetic. You caused this, you earned this, and you deserve this you disgusting wretch. The store was called SRU, fix your mess yourself."
Brent's eyes rolled in the back of his head and he orgasmed on the spot. Max bolted from the stairwell as the first bell rang giggling to himself. Brent would be completely thrown off the trail of the Chronivac and gets to suffer through a much needed life lesson on how to treat people.