Trevor had a big fight tonight. He loved coming into the ring and intimidating his opponents with the huge dick print in his shorts. It wasn't his fault he was hung like a horse. Hey--if you got it, flaunt it right? You could even say the young jock's big hog was his good luck charm. Today though, Trev wasn't gonna feel so lucky . The spell was cast. And the young athlete would have to pick up the pieces and decide if he'd walk into that ring with his manhood drained and his sex organs shrunken down to almost nothing.