A little later

Buffy’s days passed quickly. Everyday she had her fingers buried in her snatch when she woke up and every night she went to sleep the same way. The creature that had taken up residence inside of her easily convinced her to get a few dildos and Buffy shortly found herself with one thrust up her cunt every chance she got. Also despite her protests Buffy secretly enjoyed sucking her own juices off the toys every time.

However Buffy couldn’t decide how she felt about the whole situation. The raw pleasure that she had experienced was better than anything she could have imagined. But she always had to follow the ‘ideas’ that given to her. Some like what to wear were a little risque but not unreasonable. On the other hand some like the most recent one she had a few problems with.

‘Come on, let’s do it!’

“Just drop it okay!”

‘Aren’t you just a little curious? If you believe what that Anya says, I’d bet he’s hung like a horse. Just imagine how good it would feel stretching your pussy. Ramming into you over and over again before he showers you with his hot sticky seed.’

Buffy fought off a jolt of pleasure at the idea. “Look, even if I was interested, it’s not going to happen. I’m not going to jeopardize my friendship with Xander and I’m especially not going to screw up his relationship with Anya.”

‘That’s your only problem?’ A few moments of silence. ‘Then I know just what to do! Let’s go!’