Cordy has ideas

"I only ask cause I've got an idea for the both of us you might like." She waggled her eyebrows at Xander. And then matching actions to word she mockingly said, "Wink-wink!"

Trying not to be thrown by this newer much more affectionate - she was still pushing her tits into his chest while thrusting her ass out into his hand- Cordelia. Part of that could be excused as being in a closet and out of sight... but not all of it. Some of it had to be his wish for a less judgemental, more forgiving Cordelia.

"And that is?" He asked.

Cordelia blushed a little and smiled, "Well, see, I thought of something that you'd like and something that I need."

Xander nodded his head. Could be a good thing or a bad thing. Need was a strong word choice. Need was used for, like... people needed life saving surgery. "Ok. And that is?"

Cordelia leaned her chest away from his and with a flourish she waved at her breasts. "Bigger boobs."

Xander almost heard a record scratch. He looked from Cordelia to the wished silent Anya back to Cordelia. He blinked and leaned his head down towards Cordy, "Say what now?"

Cordelia rolled her eyes and did a little shimmy making her boobs shimmy back and forth in the low cut dress she was wearing. "A boob job."

"Thats what i thought you said." Xander said, still confused.

Cordelia reached under her breasts and hefted them up, presenting them to him. She slowly and carefully said, "I... want... bigger... tits."

Mind boggling Xander managed to ask, "Why?"

"Seriously?" Cordy let her boobs drop. "In todays world you gotta ask why i want to upgrade? Knowing that I want to be an actress. And knowing," Cordy's voice dropped a notch and she softly said, "that I'm not that great of an actress." Cordelia leaned into Xander and wrapped her arms around him again. "And I looked up that asian Yip lady you always talk about. She's got some big boobies and she's not shy about showing them. Love and Zen or whatever, it should be called Sex and Zen."

"It is." Xander muttered.

Cordelia tsked her tongue and rubbed her breasts against his chest. "So there you go. I get a career leg up and you get to see bigger boobs everyday. And we both, y'know, get bigger boobs to play with." She smirked as she finished her argument.

Xander just blinked at her. He desperately wanted to know what the hell brought this on. It seemed out of character for Cordy. And yet...

"You... you know you don't have to ask for this... right?" He asked her gently put both hands on her shoulders and pushed Cordy away so he could look her in the eye. "You are perfect the way you are. You dont need big tits to make me happy. You dont need to be a 36 G like Amy Yip to make me happy."

Cordelia huffed, "Its not all about you, dingus, mostly its about me. I may or may not have been pricing how much it would take to get me to a 34 D. Partly because movie star and partly because I want them."

Xander blinked again. "I... I just..." he gesticulated helplessly. "I never knew. You always seemed so... secure... about... that."

"Duh." Cordelia snorted. "Daddy always said to never show weakness. And I don't. Especially around back stabbers like Harmony who would have blabbed as soon as I confided in her." Cordelia smoothed out her dress, taking care to showcase her breasts, "Besides I wouldnt have done it til I was out of high school and grtting into acting."

Cordelia leaned back into him and lay her arms on his shoulders, letting her hands rest on his neck while her fingers played with the hair there. "Buuuut if you make a magic wish that I just grew naturally into bigger boobies... well, no would say shit about it."

"And no money spent on a plastic surgeon, going thru a painful operation or weeks spent healing up." Xander said nodding his head.

"Exactly." Cordelia nodded her head.

With a very theatrical sigh Xander asked, "How big are we talking?"