Show him how helpless he is

"You thought you could take this power from me? You?" Brad stepped close to Kevin, until he was breathing right in his face. Frozen by his earlier wish, Kevin couldn't retreat. "I have everything, and you wanted to ruin it. It's time for you to learn the difference between us. I wish Kevin had to obey every order I give him that starts with 'Kevin'. Kevin, kneel."

Instantly, Kevin dropped to his knees. He winced in pain as his kneecaps hit the hard street. So, this new wish overrode the earlier wish for him to stop... good to know. If he screwed anything up, he could just wish things back.

"Kiss my shoes," Brad demanded.

Kevin stared up at him, fearful.

"Do it, or I'll use your name to make you lick them," he said.

Reluctantly, Kevin leaned forward and brushed his lips against the tip of one shoe, then the other.

"Good boy." Brad petted Kevin's hair. Kevin reached up to bat his hand away, but Brad snatched his wrist in his other hand, "You sure you want to do that?"

Kevin hesitated, then looked away. Brad grinned. He knew he could just wish for Kevin to be compliant -- it had worked fine on the girls -- but that would be taking all the fun out of it.

"Kevin," he said, "from now on, you will do all of my homework, and you will do it as well as you can."

"You can just wish for good grades if -- "

"I don't want to. I want you to do all my homework. Although you're gonna need access... I wish Kevin lived next door to me. And I wish Kevin's nickname was Little Bitch. And I wish he had to obey orders I gave that started with Bitch or Little Bitch. And I wish Kevin had a micropenis... no, I wish he had his normal sized penis, but he couldn't jerk off, I wish he could only get sexual pleasure if someone else gave it to him. Have fun with that one; we both know no girl's ever going to sleep with you. Oh, don't worry, I won't wish for them not to -- your own total lack of game is doing plenty of that, you don't need my help. Hmm... we're not done here, but I have a lot more interesting things to do than talk to you right now, so I'll think about the rest of your punishment later. Little Bitch... crawl home."

Brad watched Kevin miserably scoot off down the street on his hands and knees. He could still feel where the little bitch was in his mind, but there was no need to spare any more thought to Kevin right now. He had a lot more fun planned for the night.