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"I wish you'd go away and leave me with a ring that grants my wishes!!" cried Xander only to hear the vengeance demon begin to demonically laugh endlessly before coming to a stop. The laughter sending a chill down his spine despite the immense pain he was in

"As you wish, Xander", smirked the vengeance demon, binding a ring to his finger, so corrupting that wish by using an old-term of wish, known as 'a heart's desire' and ensuring the ring would always grant emotional desires ,with much room for interpretation ,or rather misinterpret, of any feelings.

"Huh," thought Xander looking at his pelvis. Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth, it seemed like it was .... painless. It was instantaneous practically. He wanted so badly to be out of pain of his gnarled, broken, bleeding cock that it completely disappeared and his pelvis now resembled something out of a doll box.

Crap. He almost wished he could take this all back but that wasn't really his hearts desire. He wanted to find a way to fix this and reach his original goal. That goal, in his hearts desire, might be best expressed as ultimately, to just have someone want and desire him as much as he desired Buffy and for that person to be Buffy.

"Shit!" thought Xander as he looked up at himself from what seemed to be a foot shorter. Looking down, he had small hands? they were painted! hits fingers nails were painted! and he had breasts! and an athletic body, oh no! Oh, wait, oh yes, he cried as he started to massage his breasts with his new hands. "OMG, I am feeling Buffy's breasts! Well, my breasts but they're Buffy's!"

"Stop that demon!" cried Buffy as Buffy's hands immediately went down to her sides. "Giles!" she yelled before realizing she was hearing Xander's voice speak those words. Looking at her body, she had muscles? and fat on her stomach and WHERE THE FUCK IS ....WHY AM I SMOOTH? Realizing, she wasn't at the library anymore. She just wished in her heart to understand what is going on.

"So you summoned a vengeance demon, with mind control powers, and wished for a ring that grants your heart's desires?" responded Buffy dumbstruck and putting her hand over her face. "Say, I believe you and you're not some demon lying, what happened next?"

"I remember feeling or thinking, I wanted someone to lust after me as much as I lust after them and that person to be you..." admitted sheepishly Xander as he crossed his arms and his arms running into his chest in the process, staring down at his breasts still in amazement. Wanting to try something, he put his crossed arms under his chest and pressed upwards. His eyes practically bulging out.

"Huh, well, you know, before that was never possible because you know, I could never lust after you" stated Buffy in her new male body, still playing around with flexing her arms. Despite being male, somehow she felt a lot slower and weaker; and was missing a distinctively 'male' part. She'd have to ask Xander about that.

"I know, wait what?" asked Xander

"The slayer prophecy, duh," replied Buffy as if it was the most obvious think only to see a rare-unconfident-dumb look on her own face. "You know, in every generation, there is born a woman. A woman who will take no man and is destined to fight evil...the slayer. We're lesbians, you dufus".

"Uhh Buff, I think I changed that prophecy with my wish. Maybe, you should just wish us to back to the way things were before," suggested Xander.

"I don't think that's going to work," replied Buffy as Xander felt his feminine clothing vanish into thin air and she was butt naked, "you see, I don't really wish to go back" before sexy lingerie, appeared across his body. "All that training, the bum rules Joyce put on me, Giles telling me to do this, or do that and constantly needing to save the world? Nah, I think I'll let you do that for a bit."

"Yeah, that's better" groaned Xander's masculine voice as he starred at his body.

"Oh no," thought Xander, as he felt the cool air on his skin, briefly and then the feeling of.... "what is that?" as he looked down and saw lacey lingerie all over his body, "Oh lace". Before looking back up, to a sight that frightened him plenty. He saw that look on his own face, he knew all to well. He'd seen it on his own reflection a few times while masturbating to porn when Ms. Calendar wasn't looking and Willow was absent.

"Practically everyone in Sunnydale is straight except for this one kind of meh-looking woman Tara that came onto me when she'd hear the rumors I was gay. I've seen Willow looking too, on occasion, but she's just too good of a friend and she was always lusting after this body here. But what I really wanted, was a hot girl on my level, or even hotter," explained Buffy as Xander felt his hair grow up a bit and his butt and chest expand a bit.

"...what...what? but you, you don't even have a ..." cried Xander in Buffy's body, before reacting with Slayer speed and trying his best to tug the ring off his finger before she accidentally wished more changes into existence. Figuring it was his best hope. Only to feel his stomach bump into a huge protruding object, knocking the wind out of his 'new' body.

"Oh right," thought Buffy suddenly day-dreaming about possessing a large, thick cock to fuck her former body, made even sexier with, only to see her body move so far, she could barely react as she felt a strap-on appear and practically hit her former self in the stomach. "What the fuck!?" cried Buffy in shock, "That's not what I desired!"

Recovering, Xander tried reaching for the ring again...while Buffy's heart desire changes....