Valerie starts messing with the cheerleaders

As she watched her new servant make her way towards the bar, Valerie felt a heated flush course through her. She felt a light pounding in her head as her buzz started, the girl eyeing the now empty shot glasses, "Fuck, what was in those jello shots?"

"Lots of tequila" Sam giggled next to her, the girl beginning to feel the ****'s effect.

Valerie turned to look at her two companions. Together with Jessica, Sam and Tiffany had always made up the core trio of the cheerleading squad. They were at the center of every routine, juicy gossip, and explosive drama. Tiffany and her curves; Sam and her luxurious red hair, either of them could have been cheer captain in Jessica's place. Alas, Jessica had been the unfortunate one to win that title, and now she found herself at the bottom of the high school food chain. Hell, according to her former friends, Jessica didn't even attend Eastlake anymore.

Thanks to her previous wish, Valerie now suspected she was both head cheerleader and captain of the softball team. After all, she'd wished to be better than Jessica at everything, so surely that meant she now held both positions. But, despite having put Jessica in her place, she still held a grudge against the cheer squad. Head cheerleader or not, her loyalties were still firmly with the girls who shared her ball court.

Which meant, something needed to be done with both Tiffany and Sam. They were Jessica's best friends; each equally cunning and ambitious. No doubt if given the chance, they'd do anything and everything they could to seize her spot.

Ah, but first...

"I wish no one noticed or paid attention to my wishes."

It was like she'd never spoken at all. Although she'd clearly interrupted Sam's comment about how incredible the party was, the two girls had continued talking as though nothing happened. The lack of immediate reaction was a bit jarring for Valerie, especially considering the scope of her previous wishes. But, she had every confidence her words had come true. Jessica would have no doubt felt the wave of pleasure that accompanied every wish she granted somewhere behind the bar. If the former cheerleader had spilled any liquor, Valerie would make sure there'd be hell to pay.

Back to the girls. Thinking on the situation at hand, Valerie went through a multitude of options for dealing with the two cheerleaders; ultimately deciding on one that would, hopefully, take them out of commission until it was too late.

"I wish Samantha and Tiffany were both secretly gay and dating one another."

As expected, nothing immediate happened; Sam still stood to her left, Tiffany still stood to her right. But, while taking a five quick seconds to inspect the pair, Valerie was able to note that there now existed a strong, sexual tension between the two. Tiffany kept suppressing a slight smirk whenever she caught Sam glance down towards her cleavage, something the redhead was trying very hard to hide. Valerie wouldn't even have caught it if she wasn't explicitly looking for it.

It tied in perfectly with the next wish she had planned.

"I wish that both girls were actually huge perverts who spend every moment they can having sex and only came to the party to maintain their facade."

Again, nothing changed except for the new look of intense longing that both girls now shared. Valerie was ready to bet the ring on her finger that they'd rather be home fucking one another than be here right now. She wondered what Jessica was thinking of the fact that she'd basically corrupted her former friends.

Looking at the pair, she reckoned that one last wish should do it.

"I wish that the pair almost got caught fucking multiple times, creating rumors of their coupling that have spread throughout the school. However, I wish I was the only one who knew the truth about their relationship because they trusted me enough to come out to me."

"Are you alright, Val?"

Tiffany's question shocked her out of her fantasy. "Sorry, what?" she asked, rejoining whatever conversation was happening.

"It's been a while since you've said anything" Sam clarified, "You haven't drank that much already, have you?"

"Are you kidding?" she joked, dismissing the accusation with a wave of her hand, "I've just barely started; this party's still in its infancy! Ah..." she paused, judging it to be the best time to get rid of the girls, "Listen, I know you two only showed up for appearances sake. Right now, there's a lot of people at this party and my house has a lot of empty rooms. I'm sure no one would notice if the pair of you were to suddenly... disappear."

That peaked both of their attention. Sam gasped and held her breath, eyes wide and brimming with need. Tiffany was, for her sake, at least able to maintain her composure but it was clear the suggestion had stuck.

"You'd... let us?" she asked, her voice soft and low.

"Of course!" Valerie exclaimed, flashing them a large grin, "Just go find my maid and say you're looking for an empty room. Tell her that I'm ordering her to bring you to one; she'll help you out."

The pair remained silent, the two girls exchanging a quick look. A second later, the moment was broken as the couple darted off towards the bar with every intention of finding Jessica so that she could lead them out of this party.

Relishing the power she now possessed, Valerie made her way deeper into the party, looking for her next victim.