Run

Your fight or flight reflexes kick in and they tell you to run! You make half a step out the exit when you feel a hand on your wrist yank you back. The next thing you know, the room is spinning and you feel a thud on your back! You look up at the ceiling. The lights are blocked out by the figure of Coach Sterns on top of you.

“Not so fast, boy,” she tells you, planting her weight on your chest, pinning you down. “And none of you move either!” she tells her squad. “I should disband the whole cheer team over this sort of behavior!”

The girls cry out in protest.

“No!”

“That’s not fair!”

“Who gives you the right!?”

The coach glares at the girls. It’s enough to scare them silent. You look to Lynn. Her arms are folded in front of her chest, she’s upset but not aggravated enough to resort to magic yet. Sterns gets off of you and notices your still erect penis.

“Is this getting you off, you perv?!” she freaks out. “What’s your name?”

“... Riley...” you mutter. She’s seen you around school enough to know which teachers to ask, so there is no point in faking a name.

“Riley, on your feet!” she orders.

You hop up so fast, your dick wobbles up and down like a spring. To your embarrassment, the entire room waits for it to stop and resume its rigid flagpole position.

After an awkward silence and long stares, Coach Sterns says, “No more unsupervised practice! An extra hour for runs, jumping jacks and push ups!”

The girls groan in dismay. Stacy stamps her foot and pouts. Simone gives Lynn a ‘wtf?’ gesture. Lynn remains stoic, eyeing Coach Sterns as if analyzing the teacher. Meanwhile, Sterns’ attention is elsewhere, so you take the opportunity to slip out.

“Take another step and I drop you twice as hard!” Sterns tells you, without turning her head. You freeze. Sterns spins around and looks you in the eye. “You’re coming too,” she tells you in a low and taunting voice.

“I, wha...?” you reply.

“Congratulations, Riley, you made the cheer squad!” Sterns grins maliciously. You feel a chill run down your spine. Sterns eyes you up and down, then rolls her eyes, seeing your still fully erect penis. “For chrissakes, put some pants on! Everyone get dressed and get out of here!”

All of you hastily leave the shower room and get dressed. Sterns watches you all like a hawk as you dress. Everyone is clothed and on their way home within five minutes.

You find yourself walking with Lynn. She is uncharacteristically quiet, so you try to think of something to talk about. You could ask her to undo the viagra wish; your pants resemble a pitched tent and walking is uncomfortable. That does give you a question for her though.

“Hey, Lynn?” you speak up.

“Hmm?” Lynn says, suddenly realizing you’re there.

“Why didn’t you just wish everything better?”

“Oh…” Lynn says, still half lost in her own thoughts, “I’ve found my next challenge, that’s why!”