When Chad examined the lingerie box more closely he realized it was empty, and it was marked a man's size
medium. How was he supposed to wear an empty box? He pursed his lips, and frowned. He looked at his watch.
Then he headed to the library.
Magic had re-entered the world back when Chad was in 5th grade, but until now he hadn't had any direct contact
with magic to his knowledge. Still he felt certain that the box was enchanted or cursed and that the spell was
already working on him. He raced to the computer card catalog and scanned for books on protection spells. He
went to the section, and grabbed a half dozen books. He needed something simple and effective. He spotted a
spell headed "Fill the box." It caused the victim of the spell to transform into the box's intended contents.
He opened his backpack and looked at the empty men's lingerie box. Definitely not from Karen Sinclair. Some
guy was planning to wear him at 4 PM today. He started to sweat. The spell was designed to enable other
spells. It might make the victim not only into underwear, but might make the wearer's cock bigger or his body
hairier or even give him the victim's body and memories. Now fear was giving way to rage. Chad noted that the
simplicity of the spell and the time it took to transform the victim meant that the spell could be reflected
on the one who cast it. Chad smiled. Turnabout was fair play, he couldn't wait to see the face of his
victimizer when the spell reflected back on him. Chad adjusted his jockstrap, and wondered how it would feel
to wear another guy. He shrugged as he read the counter spell. Better some other guy than him.
A four o'clock, Chad entered the field house, and started to strip. When he was wearing only his jockstrap,
he took out the lingerie box, and opened it.
"Hey, there's nothing in here!" Chad shouted in mock disbelief.
"Oh, there will be, Chad! Smile!"
Chad turned toward the voice and was blinded by a camera flash.
"Before, and now af-what's happening?"
Chad grinned as his eyes shifted back into focus. He recognized the dumpy kid from math and science class.
Suddenly, the guy was gone. His camera and clothing lay in a heap on the dirt floor of the field house. The
box in his hand suddenly felt heavy.
"Let's see how you look now?" Chad said pulling the new black and red silky trunks out of the box, "So this
is what you planned for me? Well, let's see how you fit?"