The head maid, but Valerie's not done yet

A stern looking older woman in a maid uniform, a much more conservative one than Jess's, pushed her way into the room, "Jessica! What are you doing in bed? You're not even close to completing your tasks for today!"

The woman looked at the bullet vibes that had dropped to the floor when Jess took out the panties, the huge red dildo peeking out from under the bed, and the notebook that was open to a drawing of Jess smiling as several dicks came on her face at once, "You're masturbating again, you little whore!"

"No, I wasn't!" cried Jessica, sitting up. This caused her bed sheet to fall away, revealing her voluptuous body through the very sheer nightie she was wearing.

"Don't lie to me! Look at you, you even dress yourself like a whore!"

This was even more stinging because Jess knew that in this reality, she was actually a virgin.

"You are an embarrassment to the entire staff here! Mistress Valerie may have forbidden me from firing you, but I will make your life miserable if you don't shape up! Now get back in your uniform and go clean the Mistress's bedroom!"

She slammed the door as Jess stifled a scream.

Valerie tried not to laugh at the strange position Brad was in. She was sitting on a couch with her legs spread open. Brad was on the floor in front of her, but he was on his back with his legs over his head so that he was really putting all his weight on his shoulders, with his butt propped up right in front of Valerie. It gave her very easy access to his large cock, which she was stroking gently as she massaged his balls.

"Do you like this, Brad?" she asked in a sultry tone.

"Oh god, yes! It sounded weird when you suggested it, but it feels so good!"

Valerie had needed a break to recover, so when Brad asked for sex, she'd suggested this instead. She had no idea where the idea came from. Maybe her wish to be better than Jessica at everything had even covered sexual expertise. Whatever the reason, she'd hit upon something that was really driving Brad wild. Did he have some kink she was instinctively tapping into?

Thinking of kinks reminded her of Jess again. She wondered if her last wish had gone far enough. Was changing her past enough to change her now? Just in case, she said, "I wish that Jessica would get insanely horny several times a day, and the only way to make it stop was to do the kind of perverted things that we were talking about earlier."

Jess petulantly folded a skirt that had been tossed on the floor. As far as she could tell, the new Valerie picked out her clothes by throwing half of them on the floor as she looked for what she liked. This room was ridiculous, it looked big enough to fit a small house into, and every bit of it was a mess. It was going to take her an hour to clean up this room. As she angrily shoved the skirt into a drawer, she heard Valerie's wish.

"I wish that Jessica would get insanely horny several times a day, and the only way to make it stop was to do the kind of perverted things that we were talking about earlier."

The tingle of pleasure ran through Jessica, but it was quickly drowned out by terror. How could Valerie make a wish like that?! What was she going to do?! Her head spun as she wondered if she'd be able to keep her mind enough to avoid the consequences of this wish.

"I wish that Jessica's first episode would happen right now!"

Jess doubled over. Just like when she'd been compelled to masturbate in front of the others, her body was caught in an incredible state of overheated arousal. Her fresh panties were instantly soaked. She tried to resist, but after a few seconds it became too much and she pushed her hand into her skirt and panties to finger herself.

Jess concentrated on a favorite fantasy. It was her and a certain movie star she'd been into lately on a date. She imagined herself in a long, silky red dress, while he wore a tuxedo. They'd just finished a fabulous meal in a restaurant, and he'd taken her back to his lavish Hollywood home. Jess imagined him unzipping her dress. She thought of how she would tenderly take off all his clothes. She pictured the muscular man picking her up and taking her to bed where he made gentle love to her.

The fantasy just made Jess more frustrated. Long past the point where she usually came, she was still driving two fingers into her pussy wildly. This wasn't getting the job done.

Jess whimpered as she thought about the wish that Valerie had made. She knew what she had to do to satisfy herself, but she didn't want to. The stacked blonde fondled her breasts through her uniform as she thought about how big Brad's cock must be, but that was too tame. She pictured Valerie as the genie and herself as the mistress doling out humiliation at an orgy. That got her more worked up, but didn't help her cum.

Finally, completely tormented by sexual frustration, Jess opened a drawer in the dresser in front of her. Her hand hovered over Valerie's panties as she wondered if she was really going to do this. Unable to take any more of this, she reached in and grabbed several pairs, then shoved them into her face. They smelled wonderful, with hints of lavender, but not overly perfumed. Something felt bizarrely satisfying about deeply inhaling the scent of these panties, but it wasn't enough.

Jess climbed onto Valerie's bed. She pulled her own panties off and threw them on the floor. She threw back the top cover and grabbed the bed sheet, the incredibly soft sheet that Valerie's perfect body would sleep against tonight. She wrapped her hand in the sheet and shoved it into her pussy, stimulating herself with Valerie's sheets as she shoved the redhead's panties against her nose.

After fingering herself with Valerie's bed sheet for several minutes, Jess finally came. Her juices soaked through the sheet all over her hand. She screamed her orgasm into the panties, slowly becoming disgusted with herself as she came down from her arousal and she realized what she had done.