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You sit at the back of the bus, looking at the book in your lap with bleary eyes. It's after midnight and you've been on the road for an hour, but instead of being tired everyone else on the bus is acting like they're at a party.
You're the only guy. Being the only guy is the one perk of being the manager for the school's senior cheer team. The girls are shouting and passing around several bottles of Scotch, celebrating the basketball team's big win earlier.
"Girls!" yells Ms. Samson from the driver's seat. "You're getting too loud! If you're going to raise this much of a ruckus, then at least pass me one of those bottles!"
The girls whoop at the top of their lungs and hand their coach a bottle. Ms. Samson is barely out of college and still thinks of herself as a cheerleader. She still looks like one too, with her long, blonde hair and her trim figure. She's only technically an authority figure. Since becoming the cheer team's manager you've fantasized about her almost as much as the actual cheerleaders.
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
You turn to the side and see Taylor, the Head Cheerleader. The sight of her in the school's red and gold cheerleader uniform always makes every guy hard. She has the most gorgeous face, she even looks "come hither" when she's snarling at someone with disgust, as she often does with you. Her long black hair is always perfect. Her big tits bounce so much they usually distract the opposing team enough to win the game. It would distract the home team too, except she's already slept with most of them. She's used her body to get control over most of the guys in the school. Not that she needs to sleep with all of them to do so.
"Well?" she asks impatiently. "What are you doing? Because you're not doing what you're supposed to be doing."
You look down at her Algebra homework, sitting unfinished in your lap. You smile back up at her weakly. "Sorry."
Taylor shakes her head. "The trip's gonna be over in fifteen minutes and you haven't even started on Megan's Spanish homework."
"Sorry," you say again. She's standing in the aisle while you sit next to her, so her large breasts in her tight cheerleader top are at eye level. You move the math book to hide the tent in your pants. Then you cover the math homework with your hand, hoping she doesn't notice that you're nowhere near done.
"You're always sorry," says Taylor as she takes a swig from her bottle of booze. She turns to the rest of the bus and shouts, "Hey girls! Do you think John is working hard enough?"
"No!" They shout in unison, then they laugh at you. This is standard behavior for them. When you became the cheer team's manager, it seemed like the perfect way to be constantly surrounded by gorgeous girls. It is, but it's also the perfect way to get the most possible verbal abuse.
"Go easy on John, " shouts Ms. Samson from the front of the bus. She turns around and takes a sip of her own bottle of Scotch. "He can't help it if he's a little pathetic!"
Suddenly everything lurches. You look out your window and see that the bus has gone off the shoulder of the road.
You stand up and shout, "LOOK-!"
Everything flips upside down, then the world goes blank.
A white light floats above you.
"WOW," says the light, "YOU REALLY GOT SCREWED."
You try to move, but you can't. It doesn't feel like you're being restrained, but more like you don't have a body to move.
"I REALLY FEEL SORRY FOR YOU. YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO ENJOY SOME REALLY GREAT THINGS, BUT I DROPPED THE BALL AND THEY DIDN'T HAPPEN.
"SO I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU A SECOND CHANCE, BUT EVEN BETTER, I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU THE POWER TO REALLY ENJOY IT. I'VE NEVER DONE THIS BEFORE, BUT YOU DESERVE IT. FROM NOW ON, YOU HAVE CONTROL OVER THE GIRLS ON THAT BUS. NOT JUST CONTROL, BUT ULTIMATE CONTROL. YOU CAN REWRITE THEIR LIVES TO ANY EXTENT YOU WANT. I'LL EVEN MAKE IT SO THAT THE PAST CHANGES TO FIT YOUR WHIMS, WHEN YOU WANT IT TO.
"IT'S REALLY KIND OF ABSURD TO GIVE A MORTAL THIS MUCH POWER, BUT I'M CURIOUS WHAT WILL HAPPEN. SO GOOD LUCK, AND ENJOY."
You're back on the bus, looking down at the math book again.
"-gonna be over in fifteen minutes and you haven't even started on Megan's Spanish homework."
You stand up and see Ms. Samson take a drink from her bottle. You remember the crash and instantly think, "Crap, she shouldn't be drinking!"
The bottle disappears from her hand. Her posture even straightens up and you can tell from across the bus that she's more alert. Your thoughts became real.
"What the hell are you staring at?" asks Taylor.
You turn to the gorgeous head cheerleader. You smile as you remember what the white light said. The cheerleaders are all yours to reshape.
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