The changes become history and Taylor get's fucked-fucked

Cherilynne looks at you thoughtfully. "I just realized that she's right, before tonight I wasn't the awesome cheerleader I am now. People might think that all these changes are weird. I wonder, can you change history? You said you're like a god to us, so you can change our history, right?"

"Absolutely, Cherilynne!"

She waves a hand in the air playfully. "That sounds so formal. All my closest friends call me Cheri. You can call me 'Goddess Cheri.'"

"Yes, Goddess Cheri."

She pats your head. "Good boy! Now, about the history changing thing. I want you to make it so that everyone but you and me thinks that the way things are now is how they've always been and this is perfectly normal. Oh, and do that for any more changes I tell you to make, from now on."

"Done, Goddess Cheri!"

There's no visible change this time. The girls stand there for a moment, adoring their captain, none more than Taylor. Cherilynne relaxes for a moment, looking out at her girls.

Eventually Tawny breaks the silence. "Um, Cheri? I don't mean to question you or anything, I'd never do that, but can I ask why you wanted us to come in here?"

Cherilynne thinks about it for a second and realizes that much of what happened on the bus with your display of power must have been written out of history. "Well, I wanted us to have a little fun. John just ate me out and he's really horny, but I'm not in the mood to fuck him myself. Would anyone else like to do it as a favor to me?"

Taylor's hand shoots up so fast she almost jumps off the ground. The way she's looking at Cherilynne, it's obvious that this isn't about you, she'd do anything as a favor to Cherilynne. The other girls shake their heads at how pitifully **** to please she is.

"Of course, Taylor!" says Cherilynne patronizingly. "I should have known you'd volunteer!"