Check on Buffy/Willow

“You're never gonna get noticed if you keep hiding. You're missing the whole point of Halloween. It's come-as-you-aren't night. The perfect chance for a girl to get sexy and wild with no repercussions.”

Willow stood in front of the long mirror in Buffy’s room. She certainly had the sexy and wild part down, but she wasn’t so sure about the lack of repercussions. Buffy had convinced her to buy a pair of calf-length, black latex boots (A.K.A hooker boots) at Ethan’s, in addition to her ‘Casper’ costume.

Buffy paired the high-heeled boots with black fishnets (which seemed like slut overkill to Willow) and a black leather miniskirt with two thigh-high slits. They then raided Willow’s closet for an appropriate top (a maroon mid-drift top so tight that she’d practically outgrown it and so low-cut she couldn’t wear a bra) and a black choker necklace. Buffy then twisted Willow’s long hair up into a loose bun, so that Willow couldn’t hide behind it, she said. Buffy was getting to know her too well. Willow still wasn’t sure if she wanted to go through with this costume, but she had to decide soon. Buffy had already gone down to let Xander in and was probably blabbing about how Willow looked.

Xander. He was the whole point of this adventure into whorishness and possible humiliation. Willow knew that she wasn’t ugly, but she also wasn’t the kind of beauty that Xander was attracted to.

Willow’s style was more… cute and comfy. She loved going braless under loose fuzzy sweaters so that she could feel the soft wool rubbing against her tits as she went about her day. When she did wear flirty feminine miniskirts she always paired them with tights and sneakers so that she didn’t have to wobble around in heels or worry about flashing someone.

But she wouldn’t mind flashing Xander. Every time she saw him Willow just melted. She would just sigh, and feel her brain turn to mush and her heart warm a little. And then her pussy would start to get wet and her clit would swell and get achy.

She wanted to make Xander feel that way. She wanted his cock to get hard and thick when he saw her. She wanted him to look at her mouth and imagine it sucking at him, rather than tutoring him on algebra.

Alright. She was going to do this. Willow was tired of watching Xander drool over Cordelia, Buffy, mummy girls and bug ladies. Now it was her turn.