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Chapter 5 by ThomasMoro ThomasMoro

What did Willow give Cordelia to wear?

A pair of shoes

Actually the shoes Willow had given her looked pretty nice, thought Cordelia, but she was damned if she was going to tell Willow that. Besides, that pair of black high heels were the only thing Willow had given her to wear, which meant that her feet would be covered but not the rest of her.

Oh, well, thought Cordelia. At least she won't be barefoot. Besides, it was just Willow who would see her naked. It's not like she would be stared at by some guy.

And indeed, she had got naked in front of Willow plenty of times after high school gym class. They had even showered together. Well, technically, all the girls in high school gym class showered together. And she remembered getting a lot of admiring glances from Willow and the other girls. Glances that said that deep down, they all wished they looked as hot naked as Cordelia did. And quite often, after an unsuccessful date, Cordelia would go to bed and start thinking about those looks. And then she would start doing stuff that she would later credit to thoughts of Angel or Wesley or the current football quarterback or even Xander...

Oh, the heck with it, thought Cordelia. Let her look.

"Okay, Willow," said Cordelia. "I got your shoes on. Can you let me out now?"

"Can you say 'please'?" asked Willow.

"Willow!" exclaimed Cordelia.

"Say 'please', Cordelia," said Willow.

Cordelia thought about it a bit.

Oh, what the hell, she thought.

"Can you please let me out now?" asked Cordelia.

"That's better," said Willow.

And just like that, the box was open and Cordelia was able to get out of the box even though she was wearing nothing more than a pair of black high heels.

Willow, of course, was fully clothed, wearing a pink sweater and blue jeans. And besides her stood another clothed woman, only this one was much younger and though she was a redhead, her hair was a bit darker and more curly than Willow's. Plus her face seemed more olive than Willow's.

Cordelia was still trying to figure out who she was when the woman extended a hand in her direction and said, "Hi, Cordelia. I'm Kennedy. Willow had always told me you were hot but until now, I wasn't sure if that was really true. But now that I've seen you in all your glory, I have to admit she wasn't kidding. In fact, you should dress this way all the time. And if I have my way, you will."

What happens next?

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