Now Colten knew who was behind his humiliation, but didn't know how or any proof for that matter. So he did the only thing a strong bully could do to get answers...
*Colten throws Trevor against the wall*
Colten: Talk you fucking prick! How are you doing all this weird shit!?
*Colten shoves Trevor to the ground, he raises his foot and kicks into Trevor's abdomen*
Trevor: OOF! Ugh Colten, What are you talking about?
*Again Colten raises his foot and kicks into Trevor's abdomen*
Colten: I know you are doing something to me! I don't know how, but I now it's your creepy ass! So drop...
As soon as Colten said the word "drop", he stopped his raised foot in the air and shouted, "look at me" (mainly to Trevor, since they were alone) and pulled down his pants. Trevor felt relieved, he still felt pain in his stomach, but seeing Colten's Superman underoos really comforted him in feeling powerful again.
In Colten's exposed state, he had this glazed emotionless thousand yard stare. Trevor seized his moment. He used all his strength (and he did mean all) and shoved the jock to the ground. Colten fell like a statue and didn't react to the fall as one would if conscious. Trevor then grabbed Colten's pants and yanked them off Colten's legs. He threw them over on top of the roof.
This now giant bully was exposed permanently without any coverage. A minute passes by and Colten reanimates and tries pulling up his non existent pants.
Colten shocked and flustered stands and pulls down his shirt to cover himself as much as possible.
Colten: Where are my pants!?
Trevor: (snicker) What pants?
Colten: This is what I'm talking about! I don't remember the past couple minutes that just happened, I know you're behind this! Another thing...
Trevor: Ssssshhhh..."sdrow ym yb detrofmoc eb"
A jinx that Trevor had been dying to use, one of the more "lasting" jinxes and more "influential" magic. Not a mind control spell just a little jinx that whatever Trevor said made Colten be more agreeable with.
Colten blinked and starred at Trevor.
Colten: Oh yeah, I...didn't have pants. But...why?
A problem with the jinx is it will last, as long as the victim is given explanation for whatever you influence. And Trevor could "help" Colten.
Trevor: Why you didn't wear pants today, because you've...decide to become a...wedgie model!
Colten: Oh...oh yeah, now I remember. What what the hell is a "wedgie model"?
Trevor could be suggestive as he wanted but if Colten didn't understand something he could easily break from the jinx, but Trevor was quick.
Trevor: It...it um a "wedgie model" shows off all the wedgies they can do on themself, because you like showing off your hot ass and big package.
Colten: Well duh! I knew that, I don't know why I was thinking so hard.
Colten reached behind himself and grabbed the back of his red Superman underoos and yanked them up his ass.
Trevor: I think you also said about walking around in a wedgie to really show off to everyone.
Colten: No shit! See ya dork!
As Colten walked away with a slight limp from his underwear being wedged into his ass.
