Mr. Plumbottom waves his gloved hand in a circular manner, and you brace yourself. Everything is spinning. You feel nauseous. You hear him say, "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again." You feel yourself fainting away.
Suddenly, you're wide awake. You look around. You're leaning on the frame of your front door. On your doorstep is a black shiny box. You have a feeling of deja vu as you stoop to pick it up. The card says that the gift is from your secret admirer, and they want you to wear your gift and meet them at 6:00 PM. You glance at your watch. You don't have a lot of time. You shake the box. It's too light to contain it, but as you tear the box open, you still feel like there should be a letterman's jacket inside.
Inside the box is a Lucky Brand jockstrap. You dash upstairs and put it on. Then you select your low rider shorts, and grin when you see not only is the entire band visible above your shorts' waistline, but you can even see about an 1/8 th of an inch of pouch. You pull on a black linen shirt, and head over to the park.
The jockstrap initially seems to fit perfectly, but by the time you reach the park it feels like it's overheating. Smoke starts to rise from your crotch. You rip off your clothes as your shorts burst into flames.
You blush, as you realize you're naked except for your jockstrap and socks and shoes. Fortunately, the park seems to be deserted. You try to remove the jockstrap but it seems to have melted to your flesh. Your body is coated in sweat. Your heart is racing. You wonder if your curse is activating without the presence of a full moon.
You sit down on the fountain ledge, as the jockstrap starts to swell. It looks like you're wearing pillows now. Your own body seems to be collapsing. It's like your body is a giant empty wetsuit. You collapse on the fountain ledge and deflate. The jockstrap has transformed into Luke.
Luke is furious. He turns red and shakes his fist at the air, "Dirk! When I get a hold of you, you're going to pay. How could you turn me into a jockstrap? He glares at your changing body. I cannot believe that I was a freshman's jockstrap. Ew!" He shivers, and then reaches for you. "Turnabout is fair play," he says picking you up. You realize that you're shrinking and reshaping yourself. You're becoming a jockstrap this time.