Bad wish

"I wish that I was getting fucked by a big fucking cock." Joyce shouted as she squirmed under Chrissi expertly teasing hands.

"Good wish. Thats a good wish." Jack leaned down toward her. "And we can make that happen. Just one question. For how long, Joycie?"

"Forever and ever and ever!" Joyce bucked her hips up.

"What about your family?" Jack asked as he began to undo his belt and take off his pants.

"Cock. I need cock. My pussy needs to be stuffed full of big meaty cock. I need cock to cum, please!" Joyce pleaded as she suffered under Chrissi's touch.

Jack dropped his pants and flourished his cock as it grew hard. He turned to the audience, "Okay fellas its audience participation time. You heard Joycie, she wants cock. No pushing, no shoving, we've got forever so there'll be second chances galore. Line forms behind me. "

***

"She was right here, talking about her new art exhibit and then she wasnt!" Dawn gestured to a spot in the living room.

"Huh." Xander crouched and looked at the floor. "I dont see anything on the carpet. Nothing."

"Just gone? No noise? No light? How about smell?" Anya asked Dawn.

"No nothing!" Dawn stamped a foot. "For the fifth time!"

"Dawnie, try Willow again. Maybe she and Tara got back from their date." Xander looked up from the floor. "Maybe they know what cemetery Buffy is patrolling tonight."

Dawn left the living room for the kitchen phone and as she left Xander stood and walked to his girlfriend, he spoke in a low voice, "Anh? Anything?"

Anya shook her head. "Just disappearing doesnt really narrow it down. Every practiced magic user can work a teleport spell. If there was a signature it would narrow the field. A light of a certain color. A certain smell. A specific sound.... We have none of that."

"Fantastic." Xander hugged Anya to him and kissed her forehead.

"Without more information I dont know if we can get Joyce back." Anya said softly.

"And we've got enough enemies that it could take us years to work thru them all." Xander grumbled.

"Do we tell Dawn that? That its hopeless?"

Xander shook his head. "Not right now. She probably already thought that. Right now we assemble the Sccobs and hope they have better luck finding things then we did and keep hope alive."