Not yet.

"That was pretty cool." Willow agreed, sitting up with Xandra's juices smeared all around her mouth and dribbling down her chin. "You're a bit of a screamer though Xandra. If you plan on spending much time in that body you might need to fit soundproofing."

"Or maybe invest in a ballgag." Tara added.

"Erm...ok." Xandra said slowly, not sure if Tara was joking. "Sorry about the squirting thing Willow, I didn't know how to stop it."

"You are joking right?" Willow said increduously and then saw the confusion on Xandra's face. "Seriously, making another girl squirt like that is like a lesbian quest sort of thing."

"It is?" Xandra said thinking about it. "I know Anya never did it, but that one time with Faith...Well, that girl was like a powershower."

"No! Really?" Willow said. "Come to think of it with this body you sort of remind me of her. Hot as hell, but kind of tough looking too."

"You spent how much time thinking about Faith's bod Willow?" Tara asked,

"Well, just a little sweetie and that was before I met you of course." Willow assured her lover. "You have to admit though Faith did make a blip on the gaydar."

Xandra lay back letting the witches voices fade as she daydreamed for a moment. Faith's body she remembered from the one night she'd spent with the slayer as a guy, was awesome. She imagined Faith's body and this new one wrapped around each other and smiled dreamily.

The eye of Olrek, deep inside Xandra's skull burst into life for a moment. Many miles away, in a womens penetentiary just outside Los Angeles sirens started wailing.

"Anyway how about sticking around for a little while?" Willow was asking, rousing Xandra from her erotic daydream about raven haired rogue slayers and a can of whipped cream.

"What, stay like this?" Xandra gestured down at herself. Staring at her own body a second she bit her fist and made a whimper. "Oh boy. No I can't really. I need to go to work in the morning if I want to pay the rent."

"Hmm, and if that wasn't a problem?" Willow asked looking thoughtful and disturbingly devious. "If you could keep this hot bod and go to work without any questions being asked?"

"Willow, what are you thinking?" Tara asked frowning.

"Just a glamour." The slender redhead said defensively. "nothing bad, sort of like the one that was on..."

"Dawn, when she appeared but was really the key." Tara said, completing the sentance. "we can't handle that much power. But then that was to insert Dawn into peoples memories from scratch. Xander or Xandra..."

"Is in everyones memories already." Willow said, both witches talking faster and more excitedly as they bounced the idea back and forth off of each other.

"So we just need a fairly weak glamour." Tara said her face shining as she followed Willow's line of thought. "Replacing memories of Xander with..."

"Memories of Xandra." Willow finished. "It's simple really."

"Say what now?" Xandra asked, having followed the conversation back and forth between the two girls as though she was watching a tennis match. "I kinda got lost at the word just."