"All these years, I wished I could be the stud you were Ryan, and I never knew you were a witch-boy. Now I
wonder if you were really you or just another transformation? Hey,now I can be you," Steve said as he massaged
his cock with liquid soap. "Oh, the foreskin feels great. Now let's see me change into Ryan Standish."
The cock ring absorbed into his skin and his pubes darkened slightly. His cock grew an inch in length and
became a bit less thick. His body hair decreased as Steve scrubbed his shifting muscles. He was somewhat
startled as he stepped out of the tub/shower. His foot hit the ground sooner than expected. He now had Ryan's
longer legs. He stopped to look in the mirror at naked Ryan Standish's reflection. Now it was his reflection.
"Ryan!" Carter said after the door flew open.
Steve opened his mouth to speak.
Horst burst threw the door, "Quick, Vinnie, turn him back into a dumb jock!"
"Wait!" Vinnie said.
Naked Ryan Standish's skin blanched and as the three 18 year olds watched, his shrank into a jockstrap
floating in mid-air. Then the jockstrap fell into the puddle on the bathroom floor. Horst snatched him up.
"Horst, why? We wanted Ryan to be human!" Carter exclaimed.
Horst pants were already off, and his boxers quickly followed.
He pulled the jockstrap on.
"What's this?" Horst said pulling an athletic cup out of the jockstrap, "I don't need this." He shoved the cup
into his coat pocket. Then he pulled his boxers and jeans back on.
Vinnie & Carter were both staring at him.
"Hey, you said Ryan was going to spend the weekend as a jockstrap, if he was going to permanently turn back."
They just glared silently.
"My socks are wet now. Would you two like to become my athletic socks?"
To his surprise both Vinnie & Carter's faces turned white with bright red stripes on their neck. They
collapsed into their clothing. Sticking out of the collar of each young man's shirt was an athletic sock.
Horst pulled his hands out of his jacket pocket. He scooped up the still warm socks. Horst sat on the toilet
and pulled on his new socks. He put Vinnie on his left foot, and Carter on his right foot. "Cause your might
right hand man, Carter." Then he pulled on his shoes.
A thought occurred to Horst, "Well, I guess maybe Vinnie didn't turn Ryan into a jockstrap, after all. He sure
wouldn't have voluntarily turned himself into Horst's new sock. But someone or something did. Hm?" Horst
pulled the athletic cup out of his pocket, and he looked at it. "Maybe?" he whispered.
Before he left the bathroom, he grabbed the Abercrombie & Fitch catalog from next to the toilet. He grabbed
an empty shopping bag from Carter's laundry room as he went out the back door. He headed toward the park. He
was going to get himself a new wardrobe - if he was right.
Steve had been caught off guard by his brother and friends arrival. Ryan was bound by the obedience spell, and
was more than happy to oblige Horst's command. Ryan was too weak to do any more transformations for a while,
but as long as he was in physical contact with Steve, Steve was confident that he could return to his true
form. Then he felt Ryan being extracted from him. He was alone. He was now Horst's jockstrap. He was
screwed. Damn, Horst was getting hard.