The coin flips up...and lands. Spirals. They seem to reach out from the coin--latching onto Mendo! pulling at his hair until it is long and pink, wrapping around his body, and seeming to shred his uniform, even as he shrinks down, his form remaining robotic, but becoming a decidedly different model--lithe and thin and feminine, a tiny skirt flaring up around hr hips, matched by the small top over her noticeable bust, topped off by a pair of pom-poms. The
new cheerleader can't help but be filled with pep! Where before she would warn people of wishes, now she is compelled to cheer the coin-holder on!