Rachel took pride in a being a cool girl. She could hang with the bros. Part of the fantasy football group and all that.

So when one of her dudes got his hands on a universal remote, she didn’t worry. Let them turn their girlfriends into bimbos and ditzes all that. Rachel knew she was one of the gang. Without her, who would remember to order pizza before the game?

Or cook them snacks?

Or flash her tits when she lost a bet?

Or get gangbanged during halftime?

After all, Rachel was just one of the guys.