What to do

"Sooo liiiike what we doin?" Anya drawled in her new dumb blonde voice.

Xander had two ideas off the top of his head. "Well, the first thing that came to mind considering who you were and what you did was to go to the beach and prance around in a teeny tiny bikini in front of all the guys."

Xander flinched when Anya made an angry noise.

"But then I thought that you might not have a bikini, you being you. So maybe we should go to the mall and update your wardrobe to make sure you have appropriately punishing outfits made up of revealing clothes that will meet You Know Who's approval." Xander gave her a pointed look.

Anya pouted for a second. "Phooey."

"I'm just trying to speed things along here." Xander held up his hands to ward off Anya's ire.

"But where are we gonna get the money for my new clothes?" Anya whined.

"Shopping it is." Xander turned and headed for his car. "Come on."

Anya walked quickly to catch up to him. "Are you paying for my new clothes?"

Xander laughed. "As if. I'm not rich. At most I can splurge on a cheap bikini."

"No fair." Anya whined. "I dont wanna spend my own money."

"How are you... living, anyways?" Xander asked. "Without magic to help out?"

"My identity I set up when I came to town is how, when I lost my power the place I built for myself in this town stayed. I have a place of my own and some money." Anya answered.

"But not fuck you, I'm rich money. Middle class money?" Xander guessed.

"Yup." Anya she frowned, "I'm gonna hafta get a job soon if I cant get back in Hoff's good book. My money wont last forever. "

"Hmmm." Xander nodded his head, "That is a problem."

"Yeah." Anya bobbed her head, "Thats why I am willing to hang out with the likes of you, I need to do what I need to do to make Hoff happy."

Xander rolled his eyes at the swipe she took at him. He didnt need to respond. He had an idea that would be better than a verbal jab. "If you need a job that would make You Know Who happy, have you considered Stripping? That would be a punishment for a girl like you, right? Taking your clothes off and shaking your little titties for men's money? That would make Hoff happy, wouldnt it?"

Anya squawked and stopped walking.

Xander grinned as he kept walking to his car. The phone in his pocket vibrating as the Submission Accelerator gave him points. He wasnt sure what for yet but he must have done something. Maybe Anya was seriously considering being a stripper. He stopped as he opened his car door and looked back at her, "You coming?"

"I would never! Never! Never ever ever ever ever ever ever!" Anya stomped over to him.

Xander shrugged, "If you wanna waste your time, fine, no skin off my nose. If you wanna get back in his good book fast maybe take the advice?"

"My tits arent little!"Anya shouted, then shut her mouth and growled. She stomped her foot several times and marched over to the passenger side of the car and got in.

"Please, I dated Cordelia Chase. Your boobs aren't exactly in competition with hers" Xander groused as he got in his car.

When they were both in the car and heading towards the mall Anya suddenly broke the silence by announcing, "I cant be a stripper. I'm too young."

"Aren't you a thousand years old?" Xander asked.

"The patron saint of scorned women was." Anya snapped. "But the me I created for here is still in high school."

"Ah." Xander bobbed his head.

Thru gritted teeth Anya asked, "Does your perverted horny brain know any other ways to make money doing slutty stuff for horny dudes?"

Xander mused for a minute and offered, "Bikini car wash?"

"I keep my top on with that, right?" She asked.

"Sure. We'll maximize your return on investing in a bikini by getting you the smallest, string bikini we can find. The more you show of you tiny titties the more you can make." Xander hummed as Anya huffed indignantly. "If your top accidentally falls off you could probably make more."

"I'm not gonna shake my titties at boys for barely any money." Anya crossed her arms over her chest.

"Bikini Car Wash, Anya, the soap and bubbles will hide everything. You can loose your top and still be covered. The illusion of nudity will get you more money then boys would normally spend. Even if your tits are tiny." Xander replied trying to dig into Anya's pride and make the Accelerator work. After a moment of thought about his favorite soft core flicks he muttered softly to himself, "Never get to see nipple in those movies."

"Huh." Anya sat back in her seat and thought about it, letting her arms drop from her chest. "My tits are perfect for my bod, y'know."

"And teenage guys soooo care about things being in proportion." Xander sassed back. He decided to push thing to see if it 'pleased' the Accelerator. "Face it, if you had huge tits you could make more money."

"As if." Anya sniffed.

"Just think about it. If you, with all that being you entails, went out and bought big tits what it would mean to You Know Who." He pointed out the obvious.

He glanced over and saw that Anya was chewing on her bottom lip as she fidgeted with her hands.