Meet up

"Okay. So..." xander looked at Anya and tried for the life of him to think of what to do.

"Well?" Anya asked. The sweet simpering act disappearing for a second as the sharp tongued Anya came back, "I'm waiting."

Xander realized that he needed to check the Submission Accelerator. He needed to see what he could do. If he knew what he could actually do he could make a real plan. Flying by the seat of his pants wasnt going to cut it here. Whatever he did he needed to be in charge, he needed Anya to submit so that the Accelerator would work.

"Right. So. Go to your locker. Get your stuff sorted out. Get your head right. Meet me our front by the school entrance in ten minutes." Xander told her.

Anya tried for a fawning look of adoration. The glare she gave him didnt quite match the rest of her facial expression. But she kept up the sweet simpering tone of voice, "Sure thing, Xander, you are in charge. I'll meet you out front in ten minutes with my right head."

"Cool." Xander nodded as she turned on her heel and all but stomped away from him, her stiffled anger evident in every stomping foot fall. He watched her go only to regret it as she looked back at him, saw him staring and her glare returned and being far enough away that he couldnt hear her he saw her mouth snarl out some words. When she turned the corner still cursing he relaxed against the wall behind him, "Christ on a pogo stick."

Pushing off the wall he grabbed the phone and began looking at the Submission Accelerator. It seemed the small amount of conversation he had with Anya had been profitable. Apparently getting her to admit to being dumb had been worth quite a few points. Also he got some kind of time bonus for getting her to say it so soon. Xander rolled his eyes, the Accelerator operated on calvin-ball rules, in other words the rules didn't matter. What mattered was that he earned points and made D'Hoffryn happy with Anya's suffering.

So what were some of the options he had available to him?

THE DUMB BLONDE - Anya will find herself trapped in the facade she just used. While inside she might be filled with hate and anger, externally she will only be able to express herself as a very sweet, very dumb, very blonde, very californian teenage girl.

Okay. Xander bobbed his head. That was a punishment for someone like Anya. Being **** to act like that would grate and humiliate her. He could see why D'Hoffryn offered that one.

THE MALE GAZE - Instead of being angry Anya will find that she likes to be looked at by men. Anya will not be able to discern looks of lust or want she hates from looks of fear or respect she craves. As time goes on she will exhibit behavior and dress to encourage Male attention.

Right. Well... that one was problematic. But on the other hand he had just been watching her leave, not in anyway sexual, and she had leveled a **** glare at him that could kill small animals. He got D'Hoffryn's line of thought there. He probably wouldnt pick that one.

CALIFORNIA GIRLS - Anya will find that over the next few weeks her body will grow to the epitome of the fabled California Girl you hear of in song and other media. Tanned skin, blonde hair, big smiles and dangerous curves.

Okay. Xander was sensing the theme. Now the question was what to choose. He couldnt afford all of them. Three more point and he could afford two. But he didnt think it was a good idea to wait. D'Hoffryn didnt strike him as the patient type. So which of the three was he going to choose?