Get Christie fired

Sophie: "Alright here's what I'm gonna do. I'll wait until they get a scene going, then stop time and rub her off to an orgasm. Then I'll restart time again and watch as she moans in pleasure with sodden panties."

Goddess Sophie: "So randy! Would you like to borrow my Goddess-tier pawjob skills, too? She'd cum so hard it'd give her brain damage."

Sophie: "Fuck yea."

Your Divine counterpart presses her paws against yours. A light emanance shines on the surface, but in that small shimmer, phenomenal cosmic power is transferred. You now possess all the near-limitless echeleons of forbidden knowledge relating to jacking and jilling off. You could make a dildo blow its load.

Goddess Sophie: "Now while we're waiting for the filming to start, why don't you test out your newfound abilities on me, huh?"

Sophie: "I knew you had an ulterior motive, you sly dog you!"

Just as you're unbuttoning Goddess Sophie's booty short jeans, another pair of Sophies appears in the hallway. Another regular Sophie and a Goddess Sophie. The regular one points towards you accusatorily.

Alt-Sophie: "You! You're the one who decided to keep picking on Christie, despite her having nothing to do with you getting fired."

Sophie: "Yea that's right I did."

Alt-Sophie: "I've come to put a stop to it. We're going to ruin the Director's day instead, and leave Christie alone."

Sophie: "Hell naw! You can't just nullify my decision on this matter."

Both of the Goddess Sophies giggle at your arguing. As they both transcend time, they are in fact technically the same entity, and thusly would never have such arguments with her alternate selves. Clearly though, this is something that has happened to her in the past, and the incident awakens fond memories of her more innocent and naive times.

Goddess Sophies, in unison: "You guys are so adorable! Two time goddesses, separated by a mere minute and a half, quabbling amongst yourselves like petty mortals."

Sophie: "Wait, you're not gonna intervene? You're seriously going to allow my alternate selves to decide my own moral decisions for me? Doesn't that completely defeat the purpose of being exempt for morality?"

Goddess Sophies, in unison: "Ohohoo, you're not the type of supermodel whose IQ matches their bra size, huh?"

Alt-Sophie: "Darnit, me! Just because you can do the wrong thing doesn't mean you should! It's wasted effort anyways, 'cause you're not gonna get your job back by getting Christie fired. The director's just gonna find someone else."

Sophie: "Well we'll just see about that. How about this: we both do our own things and we'll see who's more succesful."

Alt-Sophie: "Fine by me."

Goddess Sophies, in unison: "And by us! This'll make even better etertainment than you simply trashing the studio."

Goddess Sophie: "The drama!"

Alt-Goddess Sophie: "The rivalry!"

Goddess Sophie: "I'll get us popcorn straight away."

Alt-Goddess Sophie: "Aww hell yea. Time Goddesses having popcorn at the filming of a movie. What could be more symbolically appropriate?"

Alt-Sophie: "Hey, are you even helping me anymore?"

Alt-Goddess Sophie: "Look. We transcend time and share a consciousness, so we don't disagree on anything. You two though, you can fight all you want. You can still ask for help from either of us if you need anything."

Goddess Sophie: "Consider us your weapon and superpower caches."

Alt-Goddess Sophie: "But don't mind if we laugh at your shenanigans. You two are basically our entertainment for today, so make it count."

Alt-Sophie: "Gotcha."

Sophie: "Can do."

You grab the Alternate-Sophie's cameltoe and, with two strokes of a finger, send unimaginable lightning bolts of pleasure running into her body. You may only have a minute and a half of difference from your quantum splits, but during that time you gained the upper hand so to say.

Sophie: "See you in two hours when you've hopefully recuperated from that!"

Alt-Sophie: "O-oo,,o-hhhh yy-y---y-yeah?"

The Alt-Sophie speeds up time relative to herself, so that she can recuperate in two seconds flat.

Alt-Sophie: "Beat that."

Sophie: "Fuck. Should've known I' too smart for myself. But hey that actually looked kinda fun!"

You finger yourself. At first you try going for the clit like any other day, but your hands feel like the combined biological history of sexual intercourse dancing on your flesh, and your brain nearly melts. But the pleasure... its indominable allure beckons you to touch yourself. You try to twiddle your nips instead, but that too makes you feel like you could split a galaxy with a stream of breast milk.

You have to physically restrain your hands from touching yourself. In fact physical restraints are insufficient - you temporally restrain your hands by stopping time relative to them. Only then are you able to speed up time relative to yourself, so you too can recuperate in two seconds.

Alt-Sophie places a time slowdown spell on top of your time speedup spell, making your two hours last... two hours.

However, after you're recuperated and noticed how much time has passed, you simply travel backwards in time to two hours prior: to right now. Your time travel clone appears right next to Alt-Sophie.

Sophie: "Thought you could get away from me that easily, huh?"

Alt-Sophie: "Alright fine. Let's stop this animosity and just focus on our respective targets, shall we?"

Sophie: "I'm not making any promises."

Alt-Sophie: "Fine. Then I won't either. I'll ruin the Director's and your day."

Sophie: "Not if I ruin Christie's and your day first."

The bar is set high. No matter what you do and whose day you ruin, your main purpose is to make Goddess Sophie's day.

How do you two proceed?