Grant the wish subtly

There’s no need to tip off the coach about your magic pendant. Lynn can still listen to Sterns without being under total mind control. Of course, you don’t want to let Lynn off the hook that easily either, so being obedient to the coach is a small punishment for her. In your mind’s eye you picture Lynn being compliant but not outright submissive.

“OK,” Lynn says, dropping all hostility.

“What?” Sterns asks, raising an eyebrow.

“I’ll listen,” Lynn says in an even tone. Sterns stands up, releasing her grip from the cheerleader. The blonde slowly gets to her feet and stands neutrally before the coach.

“Well, alright then… behave yourself,” the coach nods in bewildered acceptance. She looks to all the other naked girls in the room and says, with a big sigh, “Now, what am I supposed to do with all of you?” She rubs her temple as if that would make this predicament disappear. “I don’t really want to deal with this right now. I’d have to write this all up and explain it to your parents and I’m sure none of you want to be a part of that conversation...” The girls nod in silent agreement. Sterns rubs her chin, contemplating what she will do with everyone. Finally she says, “You all have set-up duty before school and clean up duty after school for the rest of the month! Now get out of here!”

The girls moan about the punishment but Lynn cuts through the whining with a, “Yes, Coach Sterns.”

The others quickly fall into line. Sterns smiles, “Well, that’s better. Now get dressed before you catch a cold or something! Then, go home!”

Lynn leads the others out of the showers. Sterns turns herself around and looks you square in the eye. “As for you, I don’t want to see you around my girls again, you hear me?”

“Gladly,” you respond in all honesty. You would like to bolt out of the change room, having escaped a harsher punishment, but this may be your only chance to get your pendant back without hassle. You tell the coach, “Actually, the real reason I was here was so I could get that back…” you nod toward the pendant in Coach Stern’s hand.

“This is yours?” Sterns asks, holding the pendant up.

Her incredulous look leads you to believe that she’s not just going to hand it over to you so easily. You need to come up with a way to convince her. “Yeah, you can ask Lynn yourself! Tell her to be honest!”

“What do you mean?”

You shrug sheepishly and say, “Well, I mean, if you just ask her, she might lie…”

“But if I tell her to be honest…”

“She won’t lie…” you are finding it hard to explain this to her without adding in the part where she’s magically compelled to do as Sterns says due to her earlier wish.

Sterns rolls her eyes and gives another sigh, then calls out, “Whitney, come back in here!”

Lynn returns in her bra and panties. “Yes, Coach?”

Sterns holds up the pendant and says, “Who’s is this?”

“Mine,” Lynn says, without hesitation.

Sterns darts a look to you, then back to Lynn. She tries again. “Honest answer; who’s pendant is this?”

Lynn bites her lip. You can feel a metaphysical constraint on her as she was about to lie to the coach. Through her teeth she seethes the answer, “Riley’s…”

“Alright then,” Sterns nods, “You can go.”

You can feel daggers shoot out of Lynn’s eyes toward you as she obediently leaves the room. A satisfied grin forms over your face as you get one over on your nemesis! Your mind runs through multiple ways you can get your **** on the head cheerleader, like; making her act like a dog and walking her naked around town; or having her wait on you hand and foot like a **** in nothing but a loin cloth, feeding you peeled grapes one by one; or making her apologize to you and Amina for all the trouble she’s caused…

“So… can I have my pendant back now?” you ask, hand outstretched.

“Just one thing…” Sterns replies, keeping the jewelry firmly in her grasp. “What just happened there?”

The coach is growing too suspicious! You need to quell her curiosity before she’s onto the power of the pendant!