Tara's Counterspell

"Tara," Willow called seductively as they walked upstairs. "Where is my little pussy Tara?"

Xander walked behind his friend with a smile, already making plans. He could already feel those two ht mouths descending on his cock, the feel of his cock in their warm cunts, the sight of two hot lesbians going at it, the smell of ... burning chemicals?

Xander sniffed the air. It smelled like the old high school chem lab.

"There's my Tara," Willow said as she spotted her in their room next to a table burning something. "Tara I have a great idea, why don't you, Xander and I fu ..."

Xander put his hand over her mouth cutting her off and whispered. "Let's find out what she is doing first."

Willow nodded and Xander released his hand and said, "Hey Tara, how you doing? What's with the burning and the chemicals?"

"Hi Xander," Tara said though she had yet to turn around. "It's a spell. There is some massive controlling energy this way, I am casting a spell that would stop it ... I think."

"I see," Xander said a bit worried as he watched Tara work. She obviously wasn't aware it was him, but that could quickly change he knew. He calculated his options. He could use his voice now and hope the spell hadn't worked and stop it. He could leave and try and get away as quick as possible. Or he could watch the spell, this could be his one weakness and he might be able to learn from it and how to prevent it in the future.

There were probably a few smart plans, but Xander's cock was throbbing and he wanted these witches, now.