Willow

Buffy called Willow Rosenberg and convinced her to come straight over.

"Good, girl, not stand in the corner with your left thumb up your butt while you suck your right thumb and think about all the different ways you can seduce college boys and how many different ways they can fuck you."

"Yes, sir."

You enjoy the spectacle of the once high and mighty Buffy Summers sucking her thumb while her other thumb is up her ass. You enjoy watching her make a fool of herself for a half an hour before Willow shows up.

You intercept Willow before she sees Buffy. "Uh, who are you?" she asks.

"I'm the new Slayer trainer," you said. "I have important training for Buffy and her friends."

"How so?"

"Since you all turned 18, you need to grow up."

"Yeah, but how do you mean?"

"For one thing, look at you. You're dressed like a toddler. From now on, dress in the tightest most revealing clothes you have, tease your hair up, and wear a lot...a lot more make-up so you look mature."

Willow looks at her overalls and blushes and nods.

"Since Buffy turned 18, she's become a goofy bimbo nymphomaniac."

"Oh my god!"

"Yes, come see."

You take Willow to see Buffy. Willow can't believe her eyes. "Wow. I'm speechless."

"And you, I know you long to be a bisexual bondage bitch, but you have been suppressing your fetish, and that is very immature of you."

"I..I...I..."

"Stop stammering like an idiot. We don't need two bimbos here. You know you dream about men and women tying you up, spanking you, gagging you and treating you like a bondage gimp. I also know you have a huge crush on Buffy's mom."

Buffy's eyes grow wide as she hears that, and Willow swallows hard.