Lets get physical

You give both teens a once over and do admire the blonde and the brunettes lithe bodies. Of course it would be better without their clothes on.

The duo who seemed to be giddily stoned thanks to the **** just stare at you waiting and smiling.

You clap your hands to shake them out of their light stupor and address them. "Okay, girls, lets warm up with a bit of light sparring."

They both nod. They face one another and the two snap into martial art stances with a surprising grace.

"Wait. Wait. Wait!" You say loudly. Both girls drop their stances and look at you. "This is how you train? Dressed like that? What has Watcher Giles been teaching you?"

Buffy blinks and leaning forward nervously asks, "Wh- what? What are we doing wrong, Daddy?"

You play up your frustration and run a hand through your hair. You look at Buffy and then Faith. "Do neither of you know the proper way to spar?"

"Ummmm...." Faith looks nervously at Buffy, then at you, "What should we be doing?"

"Daddy." Buffy prompts Faith.

Faith nods her head, "Right. What should we be doing, Daddy?"

Crossing tour arms over tour chest you give both Slayers a once over. "Slayers, traditionally speaking, spar in the nude. That way you wont have to worry about constricting clothing hampering your movements or damaging clothing when you make contact."

Both girls nod along. Processing that information. Accepting the flimsy excuse.

"Makes sense." Faith finally said, bent over at the waist and began taking her boots off.

Buffy just stared at nothing and worried her lower lip.

"Buffy?" You prod as she isnt stripping. You look to Faith as she's got her boots and socks off and is starting to unbutton her too tight jeans.

"Uhm... you're a guy...." Buffy says slowly.

"True. But more importantly I am your Watcher. You can trust me. If you can trust me with your life, you can trust me with your body."

"Get with the program B, your holding up the works." Faith griped as she shimmied out of her skin tight denim jeans. She then quickly reached up and pulled the small red thong panties off as well. "Daddy is our Watcher an' he's tryin' to keep us alive with this new training. Or are you scared you can't hack it?"

Buffy blinked and slowly nodded her head, before raising her chin and challenging Faith, "Anything you can do I can do."

"And yet Faith is nearly ready to spar. You are not." You tell Buffy in a stern disapproving tone.

"Sorry Daddy." Buffy bows her head and grabbing the hem of the dress quickly pulls it up over her head, leaving her in only the pink panties and heels.

"No need for a bra when you got them Itty Bitty Titties, huh, B?" Faith teased as she quickly pulled her T-shirt off revealing her red bra and C cups breasts. Not even bothering to open her bra Faith just pulled the cups up and off her breasts and then pulled the straps over her head. Standing naked she craddled her tits with her hands. "Not something me and the girls are familiar with."

"S-shut up, Faith." Buffy kicks off her heels and takes off her panties. She gives Faith a small glare as she looks at the brunettes larger boobs.

"Girls." You use a warning tone of voice. "You will be nice to each other. It does not matter that Buffy has smaller tits. We all know this. She feels bad enough about it as is. We don't need to give her a bigger complex about her itty bitty titties."

Buffy blushed down to her chest and slowly moved her hands to cover her boobs. "I, uhm, I... don't have a... a complex."

Faith snorted.

You merely raised a questioning eyebrow. "I see. You will not lie to me, Buffy. Neither of you will lie to Daddy. Now, do you have a problem with your tits?"

"Um." Buffy bowed her head. "They- they are kinda... kinda small."

"I should mention that my research shows the new threat we face prefers busty young women as its prey. While Faith needs no help there, I have been looking into ways to enlarge your breasts." Buffy looks up at you in amazement.

"And if you hunt this new threat down like a good Slayer should. Promptly and obeying your watcher..." you draw the moment out to increase tension, "I will see what I can do about making your tits bigger permanently."

Bufro looked happy bordering on ecstatic. "No,no,no,no. Daddy, I'mma good girl. " She rushed out. She then tried to be cool. "I... I want to help. I... I'm a good Slayer."

"Fine. Now, if we can just crack on with this." You gestured towards the mat used for sparring.