Season 4, The episode with the Succubus

Willow tested the iron manacles for the thousandth time and sighed.

She slumped further in the chair and divided her attention between the sweet curve of her counterpart's backside as she bent over the candle she was lighting and the supple throat of the teacher doing the same on the other side of the ritual circle.

“Blood now.” she commanded lazily. Her eyes narrowed when the witches ignored her. She hated that. She hated having to raise her voice to be heard. It meant they didn't fear her. Didn't respect her. A predator without her claws. She snarled louder, “Blood now!”

The other Willow looked over her shoulder with that insipid little smile, “As soon as we summon Aphrodite to banish the succubus. Okay, Evie?”

Willow rolled her eyes at that hated moniker. Short for Evil Willow, only marginally better than their stupid Xander's preferred Villow--Villy-- Vampire Willow.

“She last drank only an hour ago, Willow. She scarcely needs more anytime soon.” remarked Giles as he arrived from his kitchen bearing the heated potion for their spell.

“But she's hungry!” begged her counterpart and Willow joined her in giving the old man her best approximation of puppy-dog eyes.

“Must I really remind you that she isn't a pet.” was his response with a long suffering sigh.

“I know! It's just she's harmless now and look at those puppy dog eyes! She's so cute!”

Her concentration mostly upon the salt she was pouring onto the ground, Jenny added tightly, “That cute puppy dog has killed at least a dozen people, that we know about, since she came over.”

A lot more than that, Willow thought fondly. She'd sired many, doing the best to **** this world to make sense, to take on some semblance of home. How ironic that it was those two vamp bitches Drusilla and Kendra that had done far more to blunt her ambitions than the Slayer and her White Hats. And those fucking soldiers and their scientists and that fucking chip in her brain! Her mind filled with fantasies of blood and ****. With them came the very vivid very present memory of the soul crushing mind splitting pain that would accompany such acts and she felt her mind shy away which only served to fuel her rage at her **** impotence.

Thankfully she was distracted from her inner turmoil when the faux Xander burst through the front door along with the big titted high school queen and the former vengeance demon with the nice lips.

“Buffy's got her incoming right behind us!” the human boy called out.

The next few minutes were chaotic as the group rushed to complete their ritual in time. Willow made ready to take advantage of any opportunity, particularly cognizant of the location of the key to her chains. The right pocket of Giles' tweed jacket. But he remained frustratingly out of reach.

Willow knew the succubus was here when she got wet without any recent naughty thoughts. She watched the other Willow's face and saw the arousal hit with relish.

“Oh! Oh god! That- That's-er nothing at all!” babbled the idiot Xander sounding like he'd came in his pants. She purposely ignored the other male in the room, instead she watched Cordelia and was rewarded with a bit lip and a soft sigh. Willow smiled. She knew it. She'd smelled the Slayer all over the brunette.

Then the succubus was in the room and Willow wasn't aware anymore, driven senseless with the lust.

When she came back to herself, she tasted blood in her mouth. She swallowed greedily, her own blood but it still had more flavor than the pig's she was humiliatingly fed by her captors.

She looked around dazedly. The succubus was gone but there was an ancient tree bursting through the floor where the center of the magic circle had been. Giles' furniture was pushed aside by its arrival, thick gnarled roots pressed up through the floor all around. Pink petals were floating down from the flowered boughs hanging low under the ceiling. The other Willow and the males looked just as out of it as she, no doubt similarly impacted by the succubus's power. The teacher, Jenny, was on her knees giving Willow a nice look down her blouse at a healthy set of milkers. She looked exhausted but also aroused. Willow looked around. She could smell more than one moist cunt.

“I feel like I should be pregnant. Is that a thing?” said the blonde non-slayer one, rubbing her navel as she turned to Xander, “Honey? I'd like to be mated with promptly.”

Willow raised an eyebrow. She kinda liked that one, whatever her name was...Annie?

Cordelia placed her hands on her hips, her perfectly done eyebrows drawn together, “Huh. For once Ms. Awkward isn't hopelessly out of touch. I think I need to be knocked up like nine months ago preferably.”

Willow stared at the haughty tasty morsel for long moments trying to parse out just what the hell was going on. Her attention quickly flitted over to the teacher as she reached under her skirt to slide her panties down and off of her legs. Then much to Willow's delight, she rolled onto her back and spread her legs revealing her very inviting snatch to all who cared to look. Willow cared.

“Rupert?” Jenny called out still tired but also clearly aroused.

As the Xander fumbled with his pants and his female impatiently took over the task, Willow got the picture that the succubus had managed one last hurrah before banishment and her eyes followed the action with rapt anticipation. Without obvious pairings, the puppy version of herself, the cheerleader, and the slayer looked indecisive but Willow called it.

Cordelia made her decision and walked swiftly over to Buffy beside the tremendously broad trunk of the tree.

That left Puppy and Willow spread her legs widely as she slouched lower in her chair, her cold lips spreading in a predatory smile.