Chapter 2

Spring break finished up, and James enjoyed every second of it. At one point his younger sister had confronted him about a genie or something like that, but he had just pressed his hand to his chest and said "I don't know anything about that." After she questioned him a little more, she walked away with a confused look on her face, holding an old desk lamp or something.

Maybe it wasn't too weird to think that he had a genie. After all, his car had magically fixed itself, and he had the power to change people he was touching (not that it ever seemed to work), but that's just the way his tiny corner of the world worked. Genies? Those were just fairy tale notions as far he was concerned. Ever since that conversation, his sister had started acting strange.

Amy seemed to be trying to hide something, but what a world famous 23-year old model would want to hide, he couldn't say. Right before he said goodbye to his older sister to go to school, she had a strange favor to ask of him. "Hey, my friend Desiree wanted you to put your hand on your chest and say, 'I always remember when I change things.'"

"Who's Desiree, and what does that even mean?" James asked.

"She's just a friend. Could you do this little thing for me, please? She said she owed you one."

James realized Desiree must have been one of her modeling buddies that she brought around the house sometimes. "Okay... if it means that much to her 'I always remember when I change things.' There, you happy?"

Amy nodded happily, and they parted ways.

"Gosh, what was that about?" he wondered as he got in his car to go to school.

***

Honors Geology was rough. Not for James, he did fine, but the teach Ms. Maycomb, asked Jennifer a simple question in front of the class, and Jenifer had answered it wrong. Ms. Maycomb kept drilling her about the answer saying "I'm sure you know this dear, you always do well on the homework," but of course Jennifer didn't know anything about igneous rocks (maybe even rocks in general. This semester had been rough.) Finally, when Jennifer was almost in tears and unable to answer the question, Ms. Maycomb finally let up and said, "See me after class Jennifer, we have something to discuss."

James grew worried that the cheating that had carried her through high school was finally going to fail. He knew that he would need to spy on the meeting after school.

***

The "conversation" between Jennifer and Ms. Maycomb was not a fun one for James to overhear at the door. He couldn't perfectly hear, but what he did hear worried him greatly.

"-know you been cheating-" "-be expelled from this school-"

After listing for 10 minutes, he decided it was time to try to take action. Even though his powers had never worked before, he hoped they would finally work here.

He barged into the room. "Ms. Maycomb, stop being so hard on Jenny!"

Ms. Maycomb looked up, "don't think I don't know you've been helping her, you little brat!" and she walked over and grabbed him roughly by the wrist in order to try and force into a seat next to Jennifer. He grabbed her hand and said, "You're going to stop moving now." And for the first time in his memory, his power actually worked. Ms. Maycomb stood rooted where she was.

"Who are you to criticize Jennifer and me, she's smarter than you. Isn't that right, Ms. Maycomb?"

Ms. Maycomb nodded dumbly, the sharp look in her eyes replaced by a dull one before his very eyes. James felt ecstatic that his powers had finally started working. "In fact, you're just a student like her, right? Although, you're in special education. No wonder you're old enough to be a teacher."

James said, as Ms. Maycomb's smart business suit was replaced by a Big Bird T-shirt, and a line of drool began to trickle down her check.

"Hey, stop, like, being mean to Susie, James! It's not cool to pick on special ed students." Jennifer yelled at him.

"I'm sorry babe," he said going in to hug her, "we should let Susie Maycomb be. Come here Susie. You shouldn't wander off like this," and he led the former teacher back to the special ed room.

"Thank you J-james," Susie managed to get out. "You're a super nice boy!" She had the biggest smile on her face.

James smiled darkly. He was going to have more fun with his power later, but he thought he'd leave her until the end of the day. He and Jenifer were late for their next period after all. The rest of the day passed uneventfully.

He went up to the special education room just in time to catch up with Susie before they put her on the short bus home. "Hey, Susie could I talk to you for a minute?" Her handler nodded, and she tottered over to where he was.

"Susie, your mind is back to being that of a teacher, but you still remember how you spent today," he said as he grabbed her hand to shake it.

Ms. Maycomb looked down in horror at what she was wearing and wiped the drool from her face. "What the hell is going on? What did you do to me?" She started trying to pull her hand away from James.

"You're calm right now," said James and after making sure it was true, he said "Ms. Maycomb, I've worked really hard to get Jennifer through high school, and you're not about to get rid of all my hard work. Is that understood?"

Ms. Maycomb shook her head, "do whatever you want to me, but I have a responsibility as an educator. I don't care if you turn me back into a drooling idiot again, I won't change my tune."

"I was afraid you'd say that. Maybe another demonstration of my power is in order." He grasped her still calm hand firmly and said, "You are now a high school cheerleader. You're the second hottest girl in school, and not the brightest bulb in the bunch. You will occasionally remember who you really are, and realize what I have done to you, but you will still be stuck in the persona of a high school cheerleader when this happens."

Before his eyes, Ms. Maycomb's face looked much fresher, and her Big Bird outfit was replaced with a flattering miniskirt and midriff-bearing top, in the school colors. "Ohmygosh! I'm late for practice. Let go of my hands loser, I've got to get to practice." And she ran off.

Jennifer walked over right at this moment. "James, why were you, like, holding Susie Maycomb's hand?" Uh oh, he thought. How was he going to get out this one?

"Come here, babe" he said trying to pull her in for a hug. "You're not angry about what you just saw. After all, you're a cheerleader, too. She was just telling me something to pass on to you."

Jennifer's outfit changed to a cheerleader uniform as well, and she was smoking. James actually felt pretty good about this change. After all, her previous extracurricular activities had consisted of Speech and Debate and Science Olympiad. Neither of which she had excelled at. No, that was an understatement. For whatever reason, her entire schooling career consisted of her pushing herself to do things which, if she was honest with herself, she was too stupid to do. It was strange, if you looked at the things she'd tried, you'd say she looked more like a star student than hopeless bimbo.

"Oh well", James thought. "No use dwelling on such things, I now have a hot cheerleader girlfriend, I'm not about to pass up this opportunity."

Jennifer ran off to practice, and James stopped her right before she got to her team. "Hey, it's a shame you forgot your sports bra today. Guess you'll have to do with no support, if you know what I mean." She smiled dumbly at him and said, "Yeah, I must have, like, spaced it. Oh well. Have fun watching today, honey." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and went to practice.

James enjoyed watching practice that day. Jennifer put on quite a show, with her massive breasts bouncing nicely after every action. Jennifer wasn't the only eye candy there. All of the cheerleaders were 9's and 10's, and he couldn't pick a second favorite behind Jennifer.

After practice, all of the cheerleaders started to go back to the changing rooms, and a plan formed in his head. He decided to stop Jennifer before she went into the changing room. He went in to hug her, and felt his pants get tighter, as he got to feel her toned, sweat-covered body against him. "I want you to get me a meeting with each of the cheerleaders from the senior class one at a time. Can you do that, babe?"

"Like, why do you need me to do that?" Jennifer asked.

"You don't need to know, just do as I ask."

***

He spent the night with his cheerleader harem. Once Jennifer had peeled them off one by one, the rest was simple. Now everyone one of the school's cheerleaders was sleeping in his room. Space was a little tight, but that was the last thing on his mind. It had been a great night. He woke up Susie Maycomb, and said "Hey Susie, do you remember who you really are?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" she asked.

"Oh sorry... You remember being Ms. Maycomb."

"Ohmygosh, what did you, like, do to me?"

This was interesting. Instead of returning her to normal, he seemed to have given her cheerleader persona the memories of her adult self.

"See what I can do Ms. Maycomb? You don't want to be a teenager again, do you?"

"What are you, like, talking about? This is totally awesome! A dream come true. I wish I wasn't so much of a, like, ditz, but I could get used to being this way. Especially if it meant being with you James." She snuggled up close to him. He had almost forgotten some of the changes he had made to the cheerleaders. Well, it wasn't how he planned on getting rid of Ms. Maycomb, but making her part of his harem was as good a way as any.

"Oh, wow," she said, "I can remember, like, not being your love slave, but it doesn't feel like it matters. That's, like, weird, isn't it?"

"Hm, must be because you still remember your true self, Ms. Maycomb."

"Oh, ew. I don't want the mind of an old fogey."

James thought for a second. He planned to turn everyone back the next morning, but he liked Ms. Maycomb's cheerleading persona. However, he realized Ms. Maycomb would need to get back to her life eventually. Maybe a compromise would be in order.