Wilow's idea.

"I'm going to have a contest for you," Willow announced as she continued pumping away at Buffy. "Each of you will take the Orb for one day and go recruiting. Whoever comes back with the best catch will get a special prize." She looked sternly at the girls. "This isn't just a numbers thing. Quality counts more than quantity."

"When you say quality, do you mean how hot the new girls are?" asked Ingrid.

"In part," Willow agreed. "But also how useful they are, whether they make good company when we're not having sex, how entertaining you make their recruitment... intangibles."

"So who goes aaaoooh!!" A huge orgasm interrupted Anya's train of thought as she gushed all over Buffy's face. That set off Buffy too. Willow pulled out and shimmied out of the strap-on, then delicately licked some of the each girl's juices off Buffy.

"Come on," she said to the four newcomers. "You should get used to each other's taste. It'll be a bonding thing." Her followers hurried to obey.

"Now what were you saying?" Willow asked Anya after the others finished giving her and Buffy tongue baths.

"Who goes first?" asked Anya.

Willow's brow crinkled in thought. "Well, Dawnie wants to use the Orb at school so she can have Monday. For the rest of you--"

"Draw lots?" suggested Tara. Willow smiled and nodded. Some goddesses would get royally pissed off at being interrupted like that, but just planning to take over the world didn't make Willow a big enough egomaniac to get offended at piddly shit like that. She wanted her worshipers to be smart, independent women who just happened to be utterly devoted to her and have ridiculously high lesbian sex drives. Plus, Tara was her girlfriend and deserved special status anyway.

"Sounds good," agreed Willow. "We'll settle that, then get some dinner and follow up with a nice orgy." Dawn wrote down the days of the week (except Monday, of course) on some post-it notes, folded them up and tossed them in a hat. The other girls drew and settled the contest order. Willow smiled and nodded in satisfaction. She'd always liked things orderly. "So," she said, "who else is in the mood for Chinese?"

Not too surprisingly, they all were.