Options

"What are my options?" Fred asked.

"Well. There is the current situation." Xander looked between Fred and Cordelia. "Not ideal. But workable."

Fred cupped her now G cup breasts and hmmed then looked away, "My original life?"

"No." Cordelia said vehemently. When Xander and Fred looked at her she raised her head and managed to sound defiant despite the magic muting their emotions. "I will not let Fred die in seven years because of stupid men making stupid decisions. For nothing. She dies for no good reason and I will not let that happen to one of the truest friends I've ever made."

"I die." Fred nodded her head. "I see... That does change things." She looked at Xander, "What else can you offer me?"

"Nearly anything." Xander answered. "I can make the wildest dreams you've ever had come true."

Fred idly thumbed her nipples, "I think you caused the wildest dreams I've ever had."

"And we can make those dreams come true." Cordelia said with an authoritative nod of her head.

"If you want." Xander qualified.

"To live in mind breaking bliss as I alternate between the rapturous milkings and euphoric threesomes filled with furious fucking." Fred considered dispassionately. She canted her head to the side, "Unable to form a coherent thought as I drown in pleasure."

"If that is what you want." Xander looked from Cordelia to Fred. "We are willing to do whatever you want within reason."

"Within reason? What made you put qualifiers on my wishes now?" Fred stepped closer to the couple.

"It suddenly occurred you might wish to take over the world or be made emperor of America or what have you." Xander shrugged.

"Ah." Fred and Cordelia chorused.

"Not interested." Fred shook her head. "Too much work and too many idiots."

For a minute all three were quiet as they silently stood looking at one another.

"Can you make me sexy?" Fred asked.

"You are sexy." Xander answered quickly.

"Conventionally sexy. Like Cordelia." Fred looked down at herself, "or at least some form that is proportional to my new breasts."

"We can reduce those."Cordelia offered.

Fred covered her breasts protectively. She slowly shook her head. "No. No, thank you. Years of being the 'flat' girl has me **** to part with my sudden... enhancment. For now."

"At least let us make them bearable." Cordelia looked at Xander. When he looked at her questioningly she pointed to Fred's enormous G cups. "Either make those weightless or enhance her musculature so that the weight doesn't destroy her back. Also deactivate the milk."

"Yes to the first. No to the second." Fred spoke looking at Xander. "The lactating is surprisingly pleasurable and I would prefer to keep the sensation. But something to deal with the weight would be appreciated. "

Xander acknowledged that with a bow of his head, "And how do you want your new 'sexy' body to look?"

"Sexy." Fred answered curtly with a slightly puzzled look on her face. "Although I would prefer it that my face remain the same if at all possible. I am willing to have slightly fuller lips if necessary. And hair color is negotiable."

"Well, we have a problem then." Xander just waved at her body with a raised eyebrow, "I dont have to do anything. You already are sexy."

Fred and Cordelia smiled at that comment. And both in unison said, "You're sweet."

"But lets be serious. I would like to be sexier." Fred stated.

Xander looked at Cordelia, "You mentioned Cordelia as a unit of measurement. More sexy than Cordelia is too ephemeral. I need you to define the type of 'sexy' you want."

Xander looked at Fred and the confused look on her face, "Are we talking the standard tall and thin supermodel sexy? Or a fuller figured Anna Nicole Smith type sexy? Or Xena Warrior Princess sexy? Or Gabrielle Reece athletic sexy? Or... Jessica Rabbit cartoonishly sexy?"