The girls are too confused at her outburst to catch on in time

You look over the bus and see the curious eyes shift towards Wendy; then you, wondering what she meant. Most of the cheerleaders are skeptical, but, considering the condition they're in, Taylor and Megan look shocked at you, which quickly morph into anger. You think you're in for some serious trouble, but you realise the power you have, and the fact that Taylor's rack is going to make it hard to maneuver to you in time, or even letting Megan pass her would be difficult. So you look over to Wendy first, thinking that maybe you can make a wish about her, instead, since she was the one to call it out.

You make a wish, and the girls look at Wendy with sneers, even Taylor and Megan. "Come off it, Wendybot," Taylor calls to her, finally managing to stop her boobs from shaking as bad by grabbing the seat back in front of her and pressing flat against it. "We know you're just saying things to get attention. I swear, robotic students, right Megan?"

Megan grunts with affirmation behind her bit trying to look serious.

Wendy sputters, "B-but it must be him! I don't know how, but it has to be!" But Wendy blinks. "Wait, robot?"

Taylor rubs her temples in annoyance, and the other cheerleaders just go back to their own thing. Taylor sighs and says to her, "Ugh, who has her remote? Heather as usual?" And Heather raises her hand, holding the remote, calling out, "I am the only one that bothered to read the whole manual." Heather is a beauty, no doubt; with her shapely hips and average C cupsize, but she was designated resident token 'nerd girl' of the group just because she organised their events and actually read books for entertainment. The remote is unremarkable, save for the big logo on the top of it, saying, 'Wendybot Cheer'. You grin, proud at your subconscious's ability to fill in your ideas.

Taylor responds with "Great. Heather, give her the humiliation treatment, she's annoying me."

You have to admit, you're interested to see where this goes. Heather taps a few buttons along the remote panel, while Wendy is looking at everyone in shock, obviously vexed on the alien situation that has been presented to her. After a few bleeps and bloops from the remote, Heather looks over the seats passively and points the remote at Wendy. Wendy visibly shudders and sits up into a tight sitting position, almost robotically still and rigid save for her expression, which is shocked. After a few more blips, Heather points the remote at Wendy again. "Aaaand...There, this should do it."

Wendy shudders slightly, looking around with worried eyes, as the rest of her remains still. Then, she...