Question and answer

4- SO WHAT MADE AUD INTO ANYANKA?

That seemed like a safe but leading question. If memory served it was something about a cheating boyfriend. Plenty of ways to ask questions that would make the Accelerator happy, given the levels of embarrassment he could cause.

Olaf cheated on me with a big breasted barmaid

Well, that certainly gave him something to work with. Now how to phrase the question for maximum impact. He got the alert vibration of points but he bet if his questions caused more embarrassments then he'd get more point.

5- SO WHAT MADE YOU DECIDE TO GO 'DEMON' ON OLAF? WHY NOT JUST LEAVE HIM?

There was a huge gulf between what a normal person did and what Anya did.

Because no one cared about Aud. Not in those days. Who cared about the strange girl who liked math and reading. They only cared when Olaf liked me and when he screwed the big breasted bar maid they all laughed at me. I was the laughing stock of the village! And Olaf didn't understand what he did wrong and did nothing to fix the mess he created! I was humiliated, so he had to be humiliated too. So i turned him into a troll.

OLAF TRIED TO FIX HIS MESS?

Anya clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes. Then wrote back furiously.

Olaf only cared because I wouldnt immediately stop everything to open my legs for him. He only cared because I wasnt infatuated with the greatest warrior in our village. And as soon as i let him into my bed? He looses interest and fucks a big breasted bar maid!

Xander nodded his head sympathetically. Internally he was trying to figure out how to use the info just dropped in his lap. How to phrase the question to humiliate but not offend completely. The last questions got points, he felt the phone vibrate with alerts.

HOW BIG BREASTED ARE WE TALKING HERE? ELVIRA? DOLLY PARTON? CHRISTY CANYON? OR JUST BIGGER THAN YOU?

Anya glared at him and made a small growling noise before furiously writing back.

Yes, that big. Which is bigger than me. As if that matters! Why does having more chest fat matter?

Xander shrugged his shoulders. And after a second of mock serious thought he wrote back. It might be his imagination but it felt like the point alert vibration felt stronger than before. Like he got more points from the Accelerator for asking prurient questions.

I DON'T KNOW WHY. I JUST KNOW WE GUYS LIKE THEM BIG. WE ALSO LIKE THEM SMALL. WE LIKE THEM MEDIUM. WE JUST LIKE BOOBS. OR AT LEAST, I DO.

Good for you.

Given the face she was making, like she was sucking on a lemon, he could tell Anya didnt really care about his approval of any breast size.

And that admission did nothing to earn him points so best to move on.

SO DID OLAF REALLY FUCK THE BARMAID RIGHT AFTER HE SLEPT WITH YOU? OR WAS IT SOMETIME LATER?

Anya huffed and slowly wrote her answer.

It was sometime later. He had returned from battle and was celebrating, drinking and making an ass of himself with the other men of the village. I left rather than watch him make a fool of himself. And the next morning he wasnt in my bed. Or his. Instead I find him in the greathall, naked with that big breasted barmaid draped over him! Who was also naked!

"Ah." Xander continued to try and convey a sympathetic face.

YOU SEEM REALLY HUNG UP ON THE BARMAID'S BOOBS. DOES IT REALLY BOTHER YOU THAT YOU HAVE SMALLER BREASTS?

Anya glared at him and crossed her arms over her chest and sunk into herself in a hunched over posture.

WHICH ARE LOVELY. I THINK YOU HAVE LOVELY BREASTS. YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED ABOUT, NOT EVERY WOMAN NEEDS TO BE TOP HEAVY.

Xander was curious to see if Anya was susceptible to flattery or if the patron saint of scorned women was immune to such simple manipulation. Or if the Accelerator and D'Hoffryn would influence her into accepting such praise.

After a minute Anya reached out and wrote. Her posture unfolding from it's protective hunch. And there was a rosy blush on her cheeks.

Thank you. My breasts are rather lovely despite their smaller size.

THEY ARE LOVELY.

He smiled at her and she rolled her eyes at him. But his smile was more for the strong vibration he got from the Accelerator for earning points.

SO WHY DOES HAVING SMALLER BOOBS MATTER TO YOU?

Anya groaned and after a moment just glaring at him replied.

Because in this world, made by men, the primary value of a woman is based on her appearance. An ever changing metric, an arbitrary metric, accept for men's damn fixation on large breasts! I've lived centuries and the only damn constant is men and your fixation on breasts and treating women as lesser beings! If a woman does not have large breasts than it makes her lesser then other big breasted women, who are already treated as inferior. Short, tall, thin, fat- all that changes- only big breasts remain the same. And i refuse to be seen as the lesser of lessess!

Xander just blinked after reading that. It made sense to him. He knew how he was about boobs, and he'd seen how other guys were about boobs. Which kinda sucked for women.

He felt his phone vibrate with a points alert. Reminding Xander why he was asking such questions. Reminding him this was all for ****. He couldnt feel for Anya, he could not sympathize. Hurting Anya brought him that much closer to the ability to get **** on Cordelia. So it was time to get a little more embarrassing.

SO DID YOU ENVY THE BAR MAIDS BIGGER TITS? DID HER BIG BOOBS MAKE YOU FEEL INFERIOR?

Xander watched with a little feeling of fear as Anya glared at him and tensed her jaw as she grit her teeth. He was very happy she did not currently have powers.

Yes. I felt like I was less of a woman than her. Yes. I wished I had breasts as large as hers. Any other questions you want to ask while playing arm chair psychologist?

Xander remained straight faced as the Accelerator sent out a strong vibrating points alert. That answer must have been worth more points.

Thinking it over Xander wonder what embarassing question to ask next. If he kept this up how many more questions could he sneak in under the radar in this unofficial game of 20 questions.