Interesting

"How interesting." The voice mused.

"Wh-what?" Buffy panted for breath as her body came down from orgasming.

"You are mystical too. You've got magic in your I've never seen before." The voice answered. "Hmmm, a slayer? Its so very interesting. So similar and yet so different."

Buffy managed to cover herself back up and ignore then pleasant thrum of orgasm still running thru her body. "What? Similar? How?"

"I suppose you could say I too am a wandering spirit bound to women. Passing thru the generations working my magic." The voice answered then smugly added, "And unlike this Slayer Spirit that resides in you I have, at least, a voice."

Buffy sat still and stared at her fingers for a second. Looking at them and remembering how they had almost on their own volition begun masturbating. Masturbation never felt that good when she did it herself. "How did you make me play with myself like that. How did you make it feel so... good."

"Its what I do, Buffy." The voice was cheerful, "I make women's wildest dreams come true. Grant their hearts deepest darkest wishes."

The voice was oddly proud as it spoke, "I'm sure you've heard the tales. Even as watered down as Disney made them. You know the how they all end... 'and they lived happily ever after'. That was me, in the days of old, making maidens wishes come true for a strapping young prince who knows what hes doing. If you catch my drift. Wink, wink."

Buffy looked down at herself and couldn't stop her body from shuddering. Another old and acient spirit was taking up residence in her body. And this time it was perverted and loud.

"Well, if you aren't interested in what I can do for you I can always leave." The voice said with a wounded tone. The voice, now aware of another Slayer, knew it could escape into a another body housing the Slayer Spirit.

Before Buffy could even ponder the idea the Voice spoke up again with an excited tone, "Of course before we part ways why dont I show you just a smidgen of what I can do with your power."