Vinnie woke up with a smile. Today was going to be a great day. Ryan and his thugs wouldn't be bothering Vinnie or anyone else ever again. He got out of bed and saw his jockstrap sitting on the foot of his bed. He was sure he left it in his gym bag. He opened the gym bag, it was still there. Ryan had followed Vinnie home. But that wasn't possible. He was an inanimate object he couldn't move, could he? And how did he get into a locked house, up a flight of stairs and on top of Vinnie's bed. Vinnie shook his head and tossed the jockstrap he knew to be Ryan Standish into his waste basket. Then he closed his blind, and stripped. He showered and came back into the room wearing his towel. The trash can was empty. The jockstrap was back on his bed.
Vinnie shook his head. He walked over to his underwear drawer and pulled it open. There on top was the jockstrap. Maybe there was more than one. He looked over to the bed, it was no longer there. He picked up the jockstrap.
Ryan's voice in his mind screamed, "Wear me!"
Vinnie dropped it back in the drawer and slammed it. He was going commando today.
He turned around and it was back on his bed. He managed to get dressed in spite of it materializing in his sock drawer.
When he finished breakfast, he discovered that the napkin in his lap was now the jockstrap.
He later reached for a Kleenex, but instead of a tissue, the jockstrap came out of the box. This had to stop. Vinnie Googled cursed objects. He really didn't want to change Ryan back, but he couldn't spend the rest of his life haunted by a jockstrap. At least Horst and Carter weren't haunting him, but then he had changed Ryan into HIS (Vinnie's) jockstrap, and the others were changed into school property.
"Wear me!" screamed the jockstrap when Vin lay down on his pillow. He found the jockstrap was on top of the pillow now, and under his head.