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"We should..." Xander gestured towards the door.

Joyce rolled her eyes, "Xander, you don't have to jump when Cordelia says 'boo'. She can wait. I'm sure if you wait five minutes she'll forget whatever it was she was interested in, the girl is like a-"

"D-did you go something with your hair?" Xander asked derailing Joyce's bad mouthing of Cordelia.

"No." Joyce smiled and swept one of her black curls back behind her ear. It wasn't as good as him calling her desirable and sexy or erotic and exotic and sensual and experienced. She could listen to him call her that a hundred thousand times and dreamed of the day when he would hold her close and whisper such sweet words into her ears. It wasn't unusual to hear as she was a rather busty and semi exotic given her mixed heritage but any compliment from Xander was music to her ears and leagues beyond some other sweaty limp dick mouth breathing sack of crap man complimenting her hoping to get into her panties versus Xander's from the heart confessions of his feelings.

"You did something different. You look...." Xander floundered as he tried to describe what he was feeling. Unaware that what he was feeling was his subconscious mind being aware that reality had changed with Joyce inadvertently changing herself using the power of the Ring to morph herself into an amalgam of herself, Kathleen Turner and Amy Yip. "You look really nice tonight." Xander's eyes widened in alarm, he didn't want to offend Joyce, "Not that you don't look nice every other night. You always look nice. I... I Mean...."

"It's always nice to get a compliment from such a strapping young man." Joyce giggled.

Xander chuckled, "Strapping? I always thought of myself as more of a wiry type of guy. Maybe even boarding on a little scrappy. Not exactly the captain of the football team here."

"With those big muscles? You might not be Schwarzenegger but you've got some pretty impressive muscles. You must be able to bench press at least three hundred pounds." Joyce shook her head and put her hand on Xander's now muscular forearm before tracing her fingers up to his bulging bicep as Xander flexed his muscles unbidden. She couldn't help but imagine him up on a stage posing like a weight lifter as his muscles bulged as a small speedo tried to contain his... massive cock and his balls swollen full with his potent young cum.... Joyce swallowed hard as her mind imagined him posing just for her fully naked, muscles rippling, cock standing tall as he came his large balls twitching as they emptied showering her in his thick viscous cum.

Joyce's daydream abruptly ended as Xander moved his arm away from her touch, he did grin at her as he admitted, "I did actually bench three fifty last week. Dead lifted almost five hundred."

Joyce tried and failed to hide her blush as she let her eyes drop and check out the crotch of Xander's jeans. Her eyes snapped to the door as the other person in the house interrupted their moment alone.

"Xander? You in there?" Cordelia called thru the door.

Xander sighed "Yup. I'm in here."

"Um... can you... can you come out?" Cordelia asked. in her best bimbo voice she sing songed, "I neeeeed your help."

Joyce tried to squash her irritation at the young bimbos question. Breaking the mood and interrupting her time with Xander. She watched as Xander silently argued with himself, trying not to give into his girl- former girlfriend. With a put upon sigh she turned towards the door, "I'll go help her."

Xander opened his mouth to correct her and Joyce rolled her eyes at him. "I know what she wants. She's not that complex, Xander. But she's not your girlfriend anymore so you don't need to be at her beck and call. Besides... it is possible that she needs something other than you playing with her boobies. And you need to put something on those scratches the first aid kit is under the sink."

"Right." Xander nodded his head and turned towards the sink only to turn back to Joyce, "Thank you."

She smiled at the relief those words contained. "Anything for you Xander."

Joyce quickly opened the door and stepped outside forcing Cordelia to make a quick jump back from the door she had been leaning against. Joyce rolled her eyes she she had to wait for Cordelia's massive G cup boobs to stop jiggling. Taking hold of Cordelia by the elbow she **** Cordelia to walk with her or risk falling over. No way was she letting this bimbo hang around Xander and ruin their time together... She could trap Cordelia in the guest room to give her more time alone with Xander. Somehow. It shouldn't be hard Cordelia wasn't exactly an whip smart. "Ok Cordy what seems to be the problem?"

"Um, could I talk to Xander?" Cordelia looked back at the bathroom door as Joyce led her to the guest room.

Joyce frowned, "Why do you need him?"

"Uuuuuuuh" Cordelia's cheeks pinked as she flushed and she couldn't stop herself from raising her hands to her chest caressing her boobs. "Cause I need him."

Walking into the guest room and giving Cordelia a gentle push towards the bed Joyce shut the door and locked it. Cordelia stopped halfway to the bed and then turned to look at Joyce. Cordelia pouted her bimbo lips at Joyce and fluttered her bimbo eye lashes at Joyce and tried her best to pitch her voice sweetly, "Could you-"

"No." Joyce shook her head. She wasn't going to play with this young bimbos game. She wasn't going to humor her.

Striding towards Cordelia with a determined scowl on her face Joyce reached out and grabbed for the girl. Cordelia gasped as Joyce took hold of her red dress and quickly pulled it up over her head and then off off her body. Standing there in her best red bra and a small red g- string Cordelia squawked and looked at Joyce in alarm, "W-what are you doing?"

"I'm dealing with a needy bimbo." Joyce rolled her eyes and as she reached for Cordelia a second time the brunette over balanced and fell back onto the bed behind her. "Flat on your back, like that's a surprise, if that's the way you want it, fine."

"What?" Cordelia tried to push herself onto her elbows, "Yo- you can't-"

Joyce snorted, when Xander had called her experienced he had no idea how right he was(or how his definition of the word experienced would effect her). She had done just about everything there was to do sexually speaking. "I've experienced more then you've ever dreamed of. You aren't the first horny bimbo I've helped get off. The things I've done would... well, let's just say it's not my first rodeo." Cordelia swallowed hard and her cheeks went from pink to a deep red. Joyce smirked as she noticed that Cordelia's breathes were coming in deeply excited pants.

"Why am I not surprised." Joyce loomed over Cordelia and smiled as the bimbo shivered, "You're a sub. A little whimpering needy sub who needs to be told what to do by a real woman like myself. An bimbo like you needs a Mistress like me to tell her what to do. The mere touch of your Mistress must be a overwhelming." Joyce reached down and with a firm grip grabbed Cordelia's right breast and squeezed, "An erotic **** secondly only to Xander's masterful touch." She grinned as Cordelia bucked underneath her grip and whimpered.

"Y-you cannnnn't-" Cordelia tried to move away from Joyce's hand.

"You'll speak only when spoken too my little bimbo sub." Joyce commanded and was pleased as Cordelia stilled allowing her to continue playing with her tit. Cordelia whimpered as Joyce grinned at her, "Naughty little bimbos who don't listen to their Mistress must be punished."

With her free hand she took hold of Cordelia's g-string and pulled it taut, yanking it back and forth, flossing it between her pussy lips. "Does your need cunt like that?"

Cordelia tried to shake her head no. Joyce frowned at the girl, "Don't you lie to your Mistress."

"Yesssss." Cordelia whined and bit her lower lip.

"That's a good little sub." Joyce let go of the G string and cupping her hand over Cordelia's vulva she massaged the bimbos mound.

Cordelia wriggled and whined underneath her frantically nodding her head up and down gasping for breath as she was over excited by Joyce's ministrations. "Good little bimbos get rewarded for listening to their Mistress. And you are a good little Bimbo. And Xander told me a secret about you."

Joyce stopped fondling the massive boob in her hand and instead pulled Cordelia's tit out of her bra cup and let it drop. "Xander told me about your hyper sensitive boobs. He said it took only seconds for an experienced lover to make you to have one of your boogasms. And guess who just so happens to be experienced?"

While Cordelia took a deep breath in shock Joyce slapped her boob and then back handed it. Cordelia bucked and gasped and coming out of such pleasurable shock she finally moved her arms to try and shield herself. Unwilling to let this whiny little bimbo try and defy her Joyce stopped everything, pulling her hands off of Cordelia entirely.

Laying back and panting Cordelia was only able to make a questioning whine.

"Good little bimbos accept what their Mistress gives them. Even if they don't think they want it they have to trust that their Mistress knows what their breaking point. That their Mistress knows what's good for them." Joyce flicked Cordelia's rock hard nipple and she nodded her head knowingly as Cordelia jerked and moaned in pleasure. "Xander trusted me enough to tell me about your boobgasms. Are you telling me that Xander, the man who puts up with all of your bimbo shit, the man you love and trust more than anyone in the world was wrong to trust me, your Mistress?"

Joyce waited for a reply, unaware that reality was rewriting itself thanks to the magic of the ring. Cordelia's already bimbofied brain altered further into a proper submissive bimbo. "Well, I asked you a question. When your Mistress asks you a question you answer her."

Cordelia bowed her head and reaching up she pulled her bra down exposing both of her boobs. Cradling a tit in each hand she lifted her massive tits up and offered them to Joyce. "Please play with my boobs Mistress."

"That's the good little submissive bimbo Xander told me about." reaching out with both hands Joyce took both of Cordelia's erect nipples between her middle and pointer fingers. She enjoyed Cordelia bucking and warbling nonsense words as Joyce squeezed her nipples. Upping the ante Joyce rubbed the pad of her thumbs against the top of Cordelia's nipples. "There we go. Good little bimbos get rewarded for listening to their Mistress. Maybe if she's a really good little submissive my little bimbo might earn herself some nipple piercings."

"Mistress!" with a shout Cordelia's eyes rolled back into her head and slumped back into the bed ****.

Blinking Joyce let go of Cordelia's nipples and sat down beside the insensate bimbo. "Xander really under sold how sensitive your were."

"Just means more alone time with Xander." Patting Cordelia's thigh Joyce stood up, "You have a good nap."