Turn the boys into girls

"The Orb only doesn't work properly on men," Willow explained to her followers as they prepared the spell components and drew the mystical symbols their Goddess had sketched out for them on the floor.

Fred caught on first. "So what happens if they're not men anymore?" she asked?

Willow smiled. In Sunnydale she'd seen more than one plot to rule the world undone by stupid henchmen. She wanted *smart* followers. Besides, intelligence was sexy. More importantly, evil masterminds were afraid (with good reason) that smart henchmen would try to overthrow them. Willow had no fears on that score. And after all, *she* wasn't a villain. Creating a lesbian paradise with her in charge was for the world's own good. War, pollution, poverty, Star Trek not following Gene Roddenberry's original vision... she'd fix it all once she ruled the world.

By the time she was done wool-gathering her followers had completed the preparations. Wes and Gunn were placed in the middle of a pentagram and anointed with scented oils. They smelled kind of like pumpkin spice coffee, actually -- Willow decided to send the girls out to pick up some lattes and maybe a cute barista later. But first things first.

Holding a pile of rose petals in her left hand, she began to chant, the Latin phrases echoing oddly as her magicks infused the room. Slowly the petals began to float above her palm, then to spin, faster and faster in a growing vortex as her spell built up power. At the spell's climax the petals burst into flame and a cloud of sweet-smelling smoke flowed from Willow's position to the pentagram, pouring into the mouths and noses of the bound men. As soon as the last wisp had entered them they began to change -- hips widening, facial features becoming more delicate, small breasts appearing and growing to impressive proportions. By the time the changes were done Gunn and Wesley were both quite pretty. Gunn had an athletic though still quite feminine figure, while Wes was more delicate. All in all, Willow was quite pleased with the result -- she preferred a bit of variety in her girls.

Slowly the prisoners regained their senses. "Buffy, why are you doing this?" Wesley asked. For the first time, Willow felt a twinge of annoyance. Buffy wasn't running this show, she was. Well, they'd learn soon enough. Fred stepped forward and opened the box, letting the Orb's light bathe the two newly transformed women. She'd earned the right to convert them by being the first to grasp Willow's plan, and a good goddess always rewards her followers.