Bimbo Buffy

"Buffy, I have a more important role for you."

"What is it?" she asked.

"Local frats are being infiltrated by nefarious supernatural creatures."

"Wow, really, what kind?"

"Don't know yet, but what we do know is that if they have sex, they sprout small horns on their heads afterward and don't realize it."

"So what do you need me to do?"

"You have to act like a total airhead nymphomaniac and hit up these parties."

"Yeesh, really, I mean I know I have to but..."

"But nothing, you must do it. You're a slayer, and if it means acting like a woman so dumb she can barely spell her name and will fuck any man who smiles at her, then you must do it."

"Yes, I know I must."

"Exactly, and you must act like a giddy, bubbleheaded half-wit, and you cannot refuse any sexual request made of you, so make sure you have condoms."

"Definitely."

"Now we need to practice. I'll be a frat boy who wants to fuck you, and you go into your bimbo nympho act."

Buffy nodded.

"Remember, it's important you call all in, and I'll help you out by actually fucking you, and I get to pick how. Now act like a moronic bubbly nympho."