Self Improvement

When Anya looked his way again he pointed to the new question he'd written.

IF YOUR SMALL BOOBS BOTHER YOU WHY NOT HAVE THEM ENLARGED?

Anya gave him a look of disgust.

NOT FOR GUYS BUT FOR YOURSELF. IF IT BUGS YOU THEN FIX THE SITUATION. EVERYONE DOES IT THESE DAYS, YOU MEET A PLASTIC SURGEON AND SELECT YOUR NEW BOOBS AND BING, BANG, BOOM: YOU GOT NEW BOOBS.

Anya snorted and gave him a small sneer.

CAN YOU SERIOUSLY SAY YOU NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT IT?

Anya sighed with a slight growl answered.

I have thought about it. From time to time. Even before you pathetic humans advanced enough to shove sacks of silicone into yourselves.

Xander nodded as he felt his phone vibrate with a point alert. Although what she said did make him curious. Even before, she said, so how did that happen before surgery and implants were thought of?

SO YOU KNOW OF A MAGICAL WAY TO MAKE BOOBS BIGGER? YOU THOUGHT ABOUT THAT METHOD A COUPLE HUNDRED YEARS AGO? WHY DIDNT YOU USE IT?

It took a minute but Anya finally answered.

There are several magical methods. I could have used even my own power as a justice demon to alter myself.

Xander considered her answer and decided to trust in the Accelerator and push the topic. The phone vibrated with another point alert as she answered his questions.

DID YOU EVER COME CLOSE? FOR A JOB? WHAT IF BIG BOOBS WERE WORTH SOME WELL DESERVED JUSTICE?

Anya straightened up her posture and showcased what curves she had.

Between good posture and the corsets and the various undergarments of the Elizabethan era even breasts of my size could seem enormous. So I did not need to subject myself to the indignaties of altering my natural form for male perverions.

That was an answer, Xander guessed as he got a phone alert. And if memory served the dresses of that era could be very boob centric.

Still... he pushed.

BUT YOU DID LEARN THE NORMAL MAGIC WAYS TO MAKE BOOBS BIGGER?

Anya let out a put upon sigh and rolled her eyes while sniffing in derision.

Xander shrugged and wrote quickly.

WOMEN PAY HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS FOR BOOB JOBS THESE DAYS. IF YOU KNOW A WAY TO GET BIGGER BOOBS FOR HALF THE PRICE... WITHOUT HAVING TO ENDURE SURGERY?

He tapped his notebook to get her attention. And he was relieved to see Anya read his last note with interest. He watched as her eyes narrowed before widening in surprise.

How much do women spend on cosmetic surgery?

Xander actually had to stop and think about Anya's question. He was a life long Californian, the home of plastic surgery, but he himself had never spent much time thinking about it as a reality. The best he had was a half remembered conversation he had over heard Cordelia's mom have while on the phone with Cordelia's father.

I THINK CORDELIA'S MOM SPENT OVER NINE THOUSAND DOLLARS, CLOSER TO TEN THOUSAND, ON A BREAST LIFT AND BOOB JOB.

He watched as Anya seemed puzzled as she mouthed the words 'breast lift'. When she looked at him with raised eyebrows in unasked question all he could do was shrug. But the gleam in her eye as she thought about the idea made Xander wonder, for such a man hater she seemed oddly eager to exploit her fellow women.

DOES IT REALLY MATTER HOW MUCH IT COSTS? WHAT ABOUT FEMALE SOLIDARITY? GIVING OUT FREE MAGIC BOOBS ISNT AN OPTION?

Anya nodded her head quickly and began writing.

As I am now bereft of magic, because of you. I must now do whatever I need to survive as I am no longer an immortal being of justice. Being one of you humans means I am also denied the magics of reality altering that made living a trifle. I am now doomed, like all humans, to labor for meager pay in this capitalistic world you men have so proudly built. If I am to earn enough to live comfortably.... to do so by preying upon women's insecurities... the least I can do is spare them the pain of mutilatiing their own flesh.

Xander nodded his head as he tried to follow the line of thought in that hurriedly written justification. He supposed it made sense. If you do a job you should get paid.

At the sound of tapping he looked down at Anya's notebook and followed her pointer finger to the question written there.

Do you know of anyone who would pay Ten Thousand dollars for a magical alternative to cosmetic breast surgery?