Selfish

11- Xander Harris has the power of persuasion. He can talk people into doing anything. Things they would normally not do. Things they might be completely opposed to. Be it verbal or written, a command from Xander Harris can get anyone to do anything.

Xander couldn't help the smile that ran across his face as he hit enter. That was going to save his ass a lot. And reduce his need for the Master P.C. He had been tempted to make it retroactive the only thing that stayed his hand was he had no idea how badly that would change the present. If he had gotten his way since the day he was born.... eeeesh, that'd end badly. Still, he couldn't wait to try it out.

"Ms. Calender? Would you kindly come over here?"

"Problem?" She called as she stood and made her way over to Xander.

"Ummm." Xander bit his bottom lip, "Well, actually I'm just kinda curious about someting. Lean in would ya?" he motioned her to bend down.

Ms. Calender leaned in, "C'mon, get to the point Xander."

Lowering his voice just in case this didn't work, "You don't care about my work, right? You don't give a shit if I do the work. You don't. "

Ms. Calender sighed, "No. I don't. But that doesn't mean I-"

"Ah ah ah ah." xander waved her off and raised his voice just a touch, "For today. Just let me slide. crazy night last night, y'know?"

Rolling her eyes Ms. Calender bobbed her head, "Fiiiiine. But just today."

xander nodded his head earnestly. "Right."

"Anything else?" She prodded.

Xander mused for a second before Harmony caught his attention by standing up, bending over at the waist- flashing the class her bubble butt and bright pink thong- in order to pick up a pencil she dropped. "Is Harmony gonna get it for creating a scene? Or trying to get me in trouble?"

Ms. Calender snorted, "Xander, please, Harmony is Harmony. There's no there, there. The wheel is running but the Hamster is on vacation. I can give her detention but it isn't going to do anything. Nothing short of a chastity belt is going to make an impact on Harmony."

"Yeah, yeah." Xander snorted

"Just keep your head down and muddle thru, Xander." Ms. Calender gave him a pat on the shoulder, before heading back to her desk calling out to the class as she went, "Class is halfway done."

Xander sought out the clock and nearly blanched at seeing the time. He had only thirty minutes to keep using the Master P.C. And part of that time had to be spent figuring out how to either lock anyone else out of Master P.C. or get it downloaded onto a computer of his own. Which he did not actually have. But that was a problem for later, he could always make himself retroactively rich. Right now he had one more order to use on himself that was just about himself and nothing else.

So what did he want? Something that just benefited him. Super selfish. The first thing that sprang to mind was sex. He liked it. He'd like more of it. But it wasn't like Faith was knocking on his door for more, or Cordy was begging him to take her back.

But that didn't mean they couldn't be. Master P.C. to the rescue. Xander smiled evilly.... Okay. So how did he word this to do more than just make two girls horny for him. As just having Faith and Cordy panting for more was a little short sighted. A minute of thought and Xander snapped his fingers, "By Jove, I think he's got!"

12-Xander Harris is the world's greatest lover. Skilled in every sexual act and art, a cocksman of the greatest magnitude. Xander's former lovers have been known to show signs of 'withdrawl' once a relationship with Xander has ended. The need to experience such erotic bliss is nearly overwhelming.

Closing his eyes Xander couldn't help but grin as he waited for the world to change around him. He couldn't wait to see how this effected his for current former paramours. Ah, sweet sweet ****....

Eyes bugging out Xander couldn't help the strangled gasp of "Missus Summers!?"