Bonnie to the rescue!

"Nobody hypnotises my friend!"

The coin went flying across the floor as Bonnie hit Miss Trickett from the side, knocking her sprawling. Instantly, the spell was broken - not just for Susie, but for everyone. Anne-Marie dropped into a crouch, squealing her head off as the boys gawked. The two Asians dropped the brunette a foot onto the floor and covered their skinny bodies, yelping. The black girl wrapped her arms around her full body and jumped up and down, yelling insults while three very handsome young men from the football team pointed and laughed. The room was suddenly full of very active, very naked, very humiliated cheerleaders.

Susie hesitated for a second, then made a dash for the coin, leaving her bra on the floor. It skittered away from her fingers. She tried to catch it again, but Miss Trickett had grabbed her ankles.

Bonnie looked round, trying to find a way out. "Over there!" she yelled, pointing at a door. "Grab the coin and let's go!"

But Anne had heard her. The cheerleader, her gorgeous toned athlete's body barely concealed behind her two small hands, heard only the word "exit". At the moment, there was nothing she wanted more in all the world than to get away from the boys, who were cheering as they watched the nude girls scamper around. "Come on, girls," she yelled, and made a dash for it.

Susie, topless, wearing just her white panties, was wrestling with Miss Trickett on the floor. The coin was almost in her fingers, but Trickett knew kung fu or something and it was taking all her strength to fend her off. She was about to lose her grip when Bonnie grabbed Trickett's ankles, pulling her backward.

Outside the Wax Museum sat a very, very busy part of the carnival, where hundreds of townsfolk bought hot dogs and shot at balloons and threw rings for stuffed animals, all milling about a big central square which had been cleared off for a show later that evening. A door opened in the side of the Museum, and about a dozen completely naked cheerleaders came running out into the square, shrieking their little heads off. The door closed behind them with a polite thud, locking permanently.

Anne-Marie came to a stop, feeling the grass on her feet and the breeze on her skin, looking out at the Mayor and the Sheriff and the guy who ran the malt shop and her math teacher and that stupid guy from the gym she had a crush on and every single other person she knew, and several dozen phone cameras primed and ready for Instagram. She made a very small sound, not quite a whimper.

"Hey, everyone," someone shouted. "The homecoming queen is NAKED!"

Susie snatched the coin and hesitated. She had no idea how to use it, or if it was even the source of the magic. Trickett was coming for her. Quickly she waved the coin in the air, not sure what it would do.

Trickett didn't stop. Instead, she slowed down, moving in **** slow motion. Susie stepped away from her, fascinated, and handed the coin to Bonnie as she went to get her bra back. When she returned, Trickett had just managed to pivot to face her.

"Let... me... go..." she managed to protest.

Susie, getting dressed again, shook her head. "Not until... hey, Bonnie, what are you doing?"

"Only seems fair," shrugged Bonnie, who was unzipping Trickett's cheongsam. The witch struggled, but she couldn't move fast enough to fight Bonnie off. She scowled as she was stripped down to her scarlet bra and panties, revealing her lithe, exotic body. Her hands tried to move towards her breasts, then stopped.

"I think I'm getting the hang of this," said Bonnie, thoughtfully. "If you move it like this, it slows you down and makes it so you can't cover up. My guess is that it'll wear off in an hour or so."

The curtain rustled.

"Plenty of time," said Boudicea, entering the room. "This is going to be fun."