Buffy's troubles continue

Buffy lay on her bed still uncontrollably fondling herself dying of embarrassment at having to be helped out in the bathroom by her mother. All kinds of horrible images raced through her mind at the life she may be **** to live if this couldn’t be stopped completely dependant on other people to do the most basic things for her. She just knew Dawn would get a perverted kick out of seeing this, her big sister so helpless.

“Honey,” her mother said sticking her head round the door, “Anya’s here.”

“So what is wrong?” said Anya stepping into the room and looking at Buffy, “Well if you are trying to get yourself off your doing it all wrong you really need to be working on the nipples.”

“Anya!” Buffy yelled, “This is what’s wrong I can’t stop I need help.”

“Then why’d you ask me aren’t Willow and Tara your go to girls for magic things.”

Buffy shook her head, “No this seems like a curse or something and that’s more your thing.”

“You don’t want the lesbians to see you topless playing with yourself do you?” Anya said abruptly.

“No that’s….I mean…look can you help please.” Buffy said dying of embarrassment that Anya was seeing her like this and that she’d caught on to the fact there were still some aspects of her friends lesbian relationship she was uncomfortable with.

For the next few minutes Buffy tried to explain as best she could what had happened to her while Anya tried hard not to look at the slayers chest and start laughing at her misfortune.

“So is it a curse, can you fix it.” Buffy asked.

“Well lets try the basics first.” Anya said reaching out and grabbing Buffy’s wrists and pulling as hard as she could on them but Buffy’s hands just clenched down harder on her flesh.

“Anya stop that hurts.”

Anya let go of Buffy then shrugged her shoulders, “Well I did what I could.”

“What?” Buffy said.

“If it is a curse it’s not one I know, clever bet it’ll keep you busy while whatever evil fiend does whatever he does.”

Buffy looked disappointed which seemed to prompt a feeling of guilt in Anya.

“I can check some of the books on curses see if there is anything in there that might explain your problem and I’ll speak to Willow oh oh or Giles he’s good with all that stuff, what time is it in England.”

“No no Giles.” Buffy yelled as Anya left leaving Buffy to fall back down on her bed to an uneasy night.