A freshman racing down the street hits a lose spot on the road, going airborn, he flies straight into Rick. Suddenly, Rick sees Kelvin's face underneath him. He raises a fist and pounds Kelvin's face into unconsciousness. He gets up ignoring his bloodied, brusied and scraped body. Fortunately, Kelvin's body took most of the injury. Rick notices that he must be six inches shorter than before, he checks the cargo shorts for ID. He is startled to discover that the kid has a ten inch weiner hidden in his baggy shorts. This might not be so bad after all, he thinks firmly gripping his new organ through the pants pocket. At last he finds a nylon velcro wallet hidden in one of the snap side pockets. "Steve Merriweather," a freshman. He looks down at the rising bulge and wonders how big it'll be when he's a senior.
Then Rick looked back toward his house, there was no way he was going back there until he knew how to get his body back. So, Steve's home seemed like the perfect place to start.