An old nemesis

Willow's eyes narrowed as she spotted Cordelia in the crowd. The whole room at times seemed to move around her. Were she went the crowd would follow and Willow could see why. Cordelia had on high black boots with a tiny short skirt and a very tight sweater, that when she stretched showed off her taut stomach and enormous breasts.

Willow had come to terms with her desires, she wanted to dominate both men and women. Ever since a visit from a vampiric doppleganger a few months prior Willow knew what she wanted, and that was to take what she wanted from others, whether they wanted it or not.

She saw Cordelia head into the restroom and she followed after her, glad that none of Cordette's had come along. Cordelia was standing at the sink as she entered, and barely threw a glance in her direction.

"Did you need some fashion tips or something?" Cordelia mocked as she entered. Willow was not surprised, she had pulled out one of her oldest most boring outfits, a pleated skirt and t-shirt, she wanted people thinking of her as the nerd they had mocked her as when she bent them to her will.

"Cordy," Willow said as she effortlessly weaved her hands through the air casting as spell. "I have something to show you."

As the band picked up outside no one heard Cordelia's scream of surprise.