At Glory's lair.

The latina vampire had been gone a couple of hours now and Glory was starting to get restless. With nothing but evil players around the poker table the cheating was reaching ridiculous levels.

"Look this just isn't working." Glory said in exasperation as everybody revealed their cards at the end of a hand. "There's nine frigging aces on the table now for fucks sake. And what the fuck is that?"

Glory snatched a card from the sorceror's hand and brandished it at him accusingly.

"Miss fucking Bun the baker's daughter?" She snarled. "What the fucks up with you snoutface?"

The reptilian shuffled uneasily, hoping he wasn't about to get hit again. Willow and Faith sniggered at his discomfort.

"You two can shut it too." Glory snapped. "Don't think I havn't been picking up those little flashes of magic each time you change your cards Rosenvamp."

Glory grabbed hold of the Buffy imposter sitting next to her and slammed her back onto the floor. Reaching between the crazy Faith bodyswapper's legs she dug her fingers into the girl's pussy and pulled out some playing cards and slapped them onto the table.

"Three king's up your skanky cunt." Glory hissed. "I knew it."

Her trio of principle minions looked shamefaced and mumbled apologies.

"I'm sick of waiting for that empty headed Mexican slut." Glory fumed. "You two get your asses into the minions quarters and take whatever clothes you need of theirs. I want to get started on my ****."

The bodyswapped Faith and vampiress Willow gratefully scrambled away from Glorificus and her temper tantrum. As they headed towards the bedrooms they slipped next to each other and Willow reached out and held Faith's hand.

"And don't spend all day in there Jilling each other off." Glory shouted after them. "I saw you making moon eyes at each other for the last hour and the smell of your dribbling pussies is stinking my throne room out."

"Shit, how come I end up surrounded by lesbian nymphomaniacs?" Glory asked herself out loud in exasperation.

"You have me your bodaciousness." The crocodile faced wizard said timidly. "I'm not a lesbian."

Glory backhanded the spellmonger across the face, lifting him off his stool and hurling him ten foot across the room.

"You've also got no external genitalia, you scaly moron." Glory ranted.

"I've had it with lesbians, at least for tonight." She fumed and glared at the rest of her minions standing around the walls of the throneroom. "Which one of you maggots has the biggest cock?"