Buffy returns!

There was silence for a long few seconds as two minds tried to adjust to the unexpected situation.

Faith was looking at herself. Her dark hair, pale skin, features slightly ragged from exertion, a neckline that ran fairly low, dark clothes... And a face slightly more wide-eyed and shocked then her own staring back.

She and Buffy had swapped bodies, back in their last encounter. Apparently Buffy had managed to get away after all.

Coming to talk to Giles was a smart move; if she could convince him that she was the real Buffy, even if she looked like Faith, then she could start trying to change things.

The one thing she wouldn't have expected would be to run into herself.

Blonde hair, a shocked face, but then below that... the utter absence of a neckline, her nudity bared to anyone that happened to be on the other side of the door, her modest boobs, her pussy, and she didn't even want to think about Giles's view from behind.

Shock prevented her from saying or doing anything for disbelieving moments.

And then Buffy shrieked, barrelling forwards in a frantic attempt to shut the door behind her, hiding her body from everyone except those inside. It was quite an experience, to be concerned with covering up but not being in her own body at the time. She blushed, but could hardly **** Faith to dress.

"Faith, what the hell?!" Buffy said.

"Talking to yourself?" Faith said.

"I'm not- you're not- urgh!" Buffy groaned. She turned to Giles, cheeks flaming. "She switched our bodies, you can't seriously believe I would walk around like that!"

"I... You have a point," Giles said.

Faith chuckled. Ah well, it was fun while it lasted; she took a few steps back, making sure to be in view of one of the windows. She waved to Buffy.

"Why are you naked?!" Buffy squealed at her own body.

She'd seen it all before, sure, but seeing it on someone else, seeing it in Giles's living room was a whole other experience. Her cheeks burned. Oh god, what had Faith been..

Then Buffy glanced from her nude body, to Giles, evidently assuming the worst.

"Wait, did you-"

"Oh please," Faith said. "I'm not sleeping with Giles."

Buffy breathed a sigh of relief.

"You should be grateful, I went to class for you," Faith said.

It took a second. Then the flicker of relief turned to horror.

"Relax, you were popular," Faith said.

Buffy squeaked.

"They definitely liked what they saw," Faith said.

Buffy whimpered.

"Willow did too, for that matter."

Buffy yelped. Frantically she grabbed a cushion and threw it at Faith, apparently expecting her to cover up; Faith batted it aside, shrugging.

"How about you, G-man?" Faith said. "Think Buffy looks better naked?"

"Don't answer that!" a mortified Buffy yelped.

"You need to learn how to unwind B," Faith said. "Just trying to help."

"Helping isn't showing everyone my-" Buffy squealed. "Undo it! Whatever you did, undo it!"

"Or what?" Faith said. She tilted her head. "Want to go a few rounds again? I'm guessing you're not exactly in your prime. Body's fresh out of a coma, probably not had a good meal for a bit, Slayer skills only go so far. Maybe I'll get you naked in that body too, I know it looks good."

She winked. Somehow Buffy managed to get even redder.

Buffy glanced around nervously, eyes wide. Suddenly she lunged; Faith almost recoiled before she took note of Buffy's balance. Instead of attacking she was stretching her arms out, pressing her palms to her body's boobs, blocking each from sight in a **** attempt at what little modesty she could get.

Faith tilted her head, wriggling slightly; an exaggerated moan made a grossed-out Buffy pull her hands back. Then realising she'd only exposed herself, hastily push her hands forwards, implicitly groping Faith-in-her-body in a vain effort to cover.

"Well, I'm leaving," Faith said. Buffy squeaked. "You could try to stop me but it probably won't go well."

Faith moved slowly; it wasn't entirely unpleasant having Buffy's hands where they were. She moved with small, slow steps until her back was closer to the door. Giles watched her warily, his tentative expression belied somewhat by his awkward attempts to focus only on her face.

"Why do you have to slut it up when you're in my body?!" Buffy yelped.

"Well someone has to," Faith said. She shrugged. "Almost a crime keeping this stuff hidden. I'll see who else I can find that agrees."

Then Faith turned and sprinted through the door; Buffy yelped again, cheeks burning all the more as she suddenly got the best view she'd ever had of her rear as Faith ran through the door.

Eyes wide, breathless, the panicked Buffy-in-Faith's-body turned back to Giles.

"We can't let her keep going around like that, can we?!" Buffy squeaked.