Valerie lives out a dirty cheerleader fantasy

"I guess I can't blame you for acting that way," said Valerie. "The gorgeous head cheerleader is supposed to be an obnoxious brat, right? Except, I'm the rich, beloved head cheerleader now, so I guess I'm supposed to act like the stereotypical cheer slut!"

"Cheerleaders aren't like that, Mistress!" Jessica was really trying to spit out Valerie's name as an insult, but it still came out as 'Mistress'.

"No, I'm pretty sure they are," said Valerie. "Why else would you have been so stuck up! You were just playing your role. Since that role is mine now, I suppose I'll have to bare that burden. I wish I was wearing my cheer uniform."

"Nnngg!" Jessica shut her eyes in ecstasy at the wish. When she opened them, Valerie was inspecting her red and gold uniform in the mirror. It looked incredible on her, with the top tailor fit to show off her massive breasts and tiny waist. Her bubble butt pushed out the pleated skirt, rising up enough to show off plenty of her long, perfect legs.

The redhead lifted up the skirt and looked at the boy shorts underneath, "Hmm, this is all kind of prudish, don't you think? I mean, being a cheerleader means being a total whore, right?"

"That's not what it means!" yelled Jessica, stamping her foot. She briefly wondered if she could keep Valerie from making a wish by leaping on her and squeezing her neck. Unless Valerie wished chains on her wrists first. She took a deep breath and tried to think of a less risky plan.

"No, I've seen you doing all those suggestive cheer routines at the pep rallies. You're clearly a huge slut. I just think I can do it better. Less hypocritical. I wish that the cheer uniform was skimpy enough to fulfill the dirty fantasies of every boy in our school."

Her wish flowed through Jessica, and her juices flowed out of her pussy to soak her panties. The sensation felt good, but dirty. The wetness between her legs made Jessica look down at Valerie's panties, which she could see because the new head cheerleader was still holding up her skirt. They changed from boy shorts to a tiny red thong. Valerie dropped the skirt, which was now just barely long enough to cover her crotch and actually didn't cover the bottom of her bubble butt. The bottom of her top rose, revealing a belly as tone as a cross fit model's. The neckline dropped, revealing an incredible amount of cleavage from her huge but pert breasts.

"Damn, I do this so much better than you did!" said the unbelievably hot redhead.

Jessica wanted to object, but she was struggling to hold back tears. Valerie was clearly doing all this to mock her.

"Now for the next step. I wish that I was immune to all venereal diseases, and I can't get pregnant unless I want to."

Jessica gasped, fighting off the urge to reach down and play with herself. These rapid-fire wishes were beginning to get to her, "Why... why did you wish for that?"

"Because now it's time for the real fun," Valerie put her hands on her hips triumphantly and smiled, "I'm going to wish for what every slut cheerleader like you really wants. I wish that instead of this being a big party, we were just starting a private party for the cheerleaders and the football team. An orgy!"

The noise outside stopped, but all the football players and the cheerleaders appeared in the room. Everyone was fully clothed, including the cheerleaders in their newly skimpy uniforms, but a few people were starting to pull off their shirts. A massive, near orgasmic tremble shook Jessica's body as she granted the wish.

Valerie leaned in close and whispered into her ear, "You need to learn to control that. We've got a lot more to do tonight!"