A Very Scooby Orgy

Buffy really needed to impregnate somebody. 

All of her angst about her masculine addition just fell away like so much vamp dust. Why shouldn't she fuck a girl and fill her full of her seed? She'd long since accepted the change in her sexual orientation since Mr. Demon Log sprouted. She couldn't understand any of her former thought processes. Faith was so right. Want, Take, Have!

And she'd been dying to give it to Cordy for like ever now. She smiled as Cordelia approached swinging her hips, and she reached down to unsnap her jeans, one hand caressing her bulge in anticipation. The extreme tightness and the tug of its weight on her pelvis told her she'd demoned up in size. That was the damned Succubus's fault, so much arousal without release. She just hoped it wasn't so far along that the barbs would make an appearance. No one here except the vamp could handle that and Buffy was in no way interested in fucking her.

Buffy shimmied her jeans down her thighs and her swelling but still soft member flopped down to slap her legs thickly, the pouch of her black 'banana-hammock' g-string managing to keep it contained. Her balls were really huge already and had escaped their confinement, sticking ickily to the insides of her thighs as the material of her g-string badly pinched her sack between them. Her discomfort was forgotten as Cordelia pulled her top off over her head, revealing her big boobs jiggling enticingly, each capped with those surprisingly thick thimble-like brown nipples. The kind that made Buffy's lips want to latch upon and suck on forever.

Then Cordelia's warm soft breasts were pressing against her own modest chest and they were kissing, the other girl's tongue pressing firmly and dominantly into Buffy's mouth. Her lips tasted like lip gloss. The slayer moaned into her mouth as Cordelia reached down to squeeze her ass with both hands, her still hardening cock squashed very pleasantly between their bodies. Buffy was surprised at the way Cordelia took charge of the moment but she probably shouldn't have been. It aroused her in the same way that one time with Faith had even without the Slayer strength to back her up.

Cordelia pulled away suddenly and Buffy was momentarily disorientated. The other girl was kicking off her shoes as she told Buffy, “Clothes off and lay down.”

“Huh?” she asked even as she obeyed.

Cordelia raised an eyebrow archly as she took off her pants and snapped, “There's no way I'm letting super strength girl set the pace! You'll break my hip! Bad enough you've got to be hung like a horse!” She directed a pointed look at Buffy's cock as the slayer stripped off her thong, “And that's not a euphemism. God damn! You are literally hung like a horse! You belong on Animal Planet.”

A flare of anger shot through Buffy as she lay there naked on the floor, feeling particularly vulnerable with Cordelia towering over her. She was also hurt given how self-conscious she was about her obscene masculine endowment that had no business being on such a cute tiny hottie like herself. Fortunately, the only demonic taint evident at the moment was its size, its dusky dark pink color as it headed steadily towards its eventual blood red, and a very pronounced ridge ringing the bulbous head with only four small bumps representing the barbs to come.

Something of her feelings must have shown on her face because Cordelia suddenly looked regretful and she swiftly knelt down, one of her hands stroking Buffy's now towering erection as she leaned down to whisper huskily into her ear, “And I belong right there with you because it and you are the sexiest thing I've ever seen. Remember. I could have waited the two minutes for Xander to get done over there. I chose you.” Cordelia moved around to kiss Buffy softly before pulling back and gazing into her eyes, “I want your baby, Buffy.”

I don't want to be a teen mom. I don't want to be a teen mom. I don't want to be a teen mom.

If she concentrated hard enough, Willow could almost believe it was true.

It didn't feel true. Logically she could see the problems. Putting aside the fact that she was living a life of- if not constant- pretty consistent danger, she was not at all at that point in her life when having a ch1ld was any kind of a good idea. Except it totally was. No. Bad mind. It only sort of worked when the girl had a mom who decided to do all the raising. Her mom definitely wasn't that mom.

Willow didn't think the rest of the Scoobies had any inkling that something wonky was going on with their noggins. Nope, they were all having the sexual relations without the slightest ifs, ands, or buts about it. Oh were they ever. Giles' bare bottom was awkwardly pumping between Ms. Calendar's widely splayed legs only a few feet away and Xander had Anya on her hands and knees nearby. And then there was Buffy and Cordelia...

A very naked rather busty Cordelia had a foot on either side of a similarly naked Buffy's hips. She was raising and lowering herself upon Buffy's increasingly red and very thick and very long and rather veiny penis. She was only managing about half the length with each squat but even that much was incredible for her first time. It was her first time, right? Buffy would have told her if she'd slept with Cordelia. Willow shuddered at the idea of just wedging that enormous tip into her tiny hole down there, her own vagina had had months-no years now to slowly adapt to Buffy's gradually growing member. They'd only started experimenting with her demon size since moving into the dorm together.

Both Cordelia and Buffy were continually moaning, seemingly unaware of the rest of the room. Which they would be. Willow knew from experience that having that huge thing driving up inside you made your whole existence narrow down to just Buffy and holy crap- did Cordelia have strong thigh muscles or what?

Willow gave Xander a sidelong glance, wondering when he'd be done with Anya so he could...impregnate her. With Buffy's stamina, she had little doubt that it would be a while before she finished with Cordelia and her childhood-make that middleschool-crush was a decent runner up. She actually felt both a giddy feeling in her tummy and a tingling arousal a bit further down. It was sort of a fantasy come true, though she'd never imagined quite these circumstances... 

...just three years too late to truly be fulfilling. It was a well hung blonde with the cutest nose in the whole world that dominated her dreams now...

Getting her wandering mind back on track, Willow would have liked to have been able to take credit for figuring out that they were under the influence of a spell, her intellect giving her an advantage. But it wasn't so. She'd been the conduit through which the Goddess had lived in the world. She'd felt something of her intent. There'd been a price for her help, an offering, one of fertility required. She was by no means immune, only the fact that she'd been the odd girl out had given her the chance to notice. She was pretending that she had enough will power to resist but she knew that if any of those in the room with the.... proper equipment offered, she'd roll over and spread her legs in a heartbeat.

“Hey... puppy...” Evie's sleepy yet demanding voice invaded her thoughts.

Willow held up a finger warningly and declared, “Not the right equipment!” She tried very hard not to think about the fact that she could probably get away with a little sordid 'exploration' with her too sexy and too evil alter ego. Blame it on the spell. Even though she knew that Aprodite was in no way pushing her to have sex with someone who couldn't impregnate her. Not that anyone else would know that. She didn't even think Ms. Calendar had been aware of the Goddess's presence. 

Wait, was she a better witch than the older woman?