They compromise

Faith turned, parting her legs just slightly, displaying Buffy's body. She couldn't help but give a very un-Buffy smirk as Willow swallowed, throat going dry.

"Tell you what, Red," Faith said. "Give me, ooh, a day to wrap everything up. Then I'll pop back and you can pop us back in our bodies, how does that sound? I'm sure Buffy can bear a day."

"I... I suppose," Willow said slowly, still staring. She coughed, quickly looking back up. "O-one day! Just one day. Then Buffy stops being so..."

"Sure Red, sure," Faith said.

She smiled, an idea already forming in the back of her mind.

Step one, souvenirs. Whatever else happened, she didn't want to forget just how her fellow Slayer looked, and wouldn't mind making sure no one else forgot either. Blowing off class, Faith headed right for the photography department of UC Sunnydale. She strode as confidently forever, arms by her side and baring Buffy's borrowed body in nothing but a practical pair of her shoes. She waved, chuckling at a couple of the reactions.

Walking inside she paused, glancing around. Now, who looked most receptive... oh screw it.

"Hey! Anyone here want to take a few pictures of me?" Faith called.

A few dozen people immediately approached. She chuckled; oh, Buffy was going to have some fun.

"For a few boring reasons I'm probably going to be made to get dressed soon," Faith said. "So wanted to make sure all this gets immortalised. Take as many as you need, bonus points for being able to make duplicates."

Someone had already opened the door to the studio. Smiling, Faith sauntered inside, bare ass swaying beside her. She heard the click of cameras; ooh, impatient.

"Will- will you want a copy?" one of the camera-bearers said.

"You know," Faith said, she cocked her head, "I'll send my friend by tomorrow to pick a few up. She's called Faith, dark hair, killer bod, between you and me great in the sack, let her have some. You guys can keep the rest. Post them up around the campus, whatever you feel like doing."

Was it her imagination or had a couple gone catatonic? She rolled her eyes, and hopped up onto a chair, parting her legs and beaming back.

So what are you waiting for?" Faith said.

It took a little over an hour. Some seated, some standing, some where she pretended to be utterly mortified by the whole thing, shots from behind, from close-up, bent over, legs apart, every little thing she could display, she did. A couple she got a little carried away in.

It was only reluctantly that she finally walked out of there. It was a good start, and definitely sure to mean a bit more fun for Buffy later, but she wanted to get one more thing done first...