Unintended changes

"Hey G-man, got a question for you." Xander called out as he walked thru the doors of the library.

"Must you?" A voice called out of Giles office in the library.

"I must." Xander fired back automatically. But his tone couldn't hide his confusion. That wasn't Giles. Unless Giles had one hell of a cold and sounded like someone else.

Xander stared as coming out of Giles' office wasn't Giles. He almost did a double take.

"How many times must I ask you not to call me that infernal nickname, Xander?" A drop dead sexy brunette asked.

The tone was right, the words were right, the accent was right, even the exasperation was right. But the mouth they came out of wasn't right.

Xander stared at the sexy British lady who looked a bit like Jane Seymour. Only... chestier. Xander tried not to stare even harder but he was pretty sure this lady had bigger boobs than Jane Seymour. Bigger butt too. Although the woman dressed similar to Giles in not exactly a tweed suit but still an appropriately British gentleman suit, only feminine. Long brown hair was tied in a braid that hung down to her mid back.

"Giles?" Xander asked.

The woman sighed and pulled the glasses off her face, a handkerchief from her suit coat pocket and began polishing the glasses. Just like Giles did. "Yes, Xander."

"Rupert... Giles..." Xander said dumbly trying to figure out what was going on here.

"Yes." The woman finished polishing and put her glasses back on. Just like Giles did.

Xander noted that the glasses on her face were the same as the one Giles wore. "Isn't that a usually a dude's name?"

"It's unisex. However, given the fact that women out number men 5 to 1 most names are feminine in origin. Your own name Alexander is merely the masculine version of the original name Alexandra." The woman sniffed, "As to my first name being Rupert, family and certain close friends have permission to shorten it to Ru."

The lightbulb went off in Xander's head. He had written a rule about the percentages of women. All those new women had to come from somewhere. He had changed the male to female ratio. He had made it more women then men. He had turned Giles and who knew how many other dudes into chicks.

"Whoa." Xander gaped at what it meant and slowly walked to the counter and leaned into it.

"Are you alright, Xander?" New Giles gave him the once over and pursed her lips. "You seem... different."

Xander blinked and blinked again. It took a second to remember the plan. The Layer Plan. Shaking his head and standing up straight Xander stepped away from the counter.

Clearing his throat Xander spoke. "Yeah, I think something mystical is afoot. I'm out grabbing a quick coffee and a cookie from the Expresso Pump and the next thing I know I'm feeling all energized."

New Giles rolled her eyes, "Caffeine will do that."

"Nah, I feel better than that. Like, I ran all the way here and I'm not even winded." Xander boasted "And all the little aches and pains? Gone. I feel fitter than a fiddle. One hundred and ten percent. I feel better than when the Hyena happened."

"Also, look-" Xander pulled up his t-shirt and revealed his new eight pack abs, "I got shredded. While eating a cookie."

He dropped the hem of his shirt and pulled a body building pose to flex his muscles, "Check out these biceps. I didn't have this kinda definition when I woke up."

Stopping his spiel Xander looked up at New Giles and dropped a big hint. "So... is there like a Male Slayer? Is there a one guy in all the world... blah, blah, blah. Cause, I don't think full body make overs happen for no reason."

New Giles stared at him with wide open eyes. Xander stared back at her. New Giles started to blush and her eyes dropped down to look at Xander's crotch. She blinked and subtly leaned forward as she stared at the big bulge in Xander's pants.

Bingo. Bango. Boingo. Xander crowed to himself. New Giles connected the dots and came to the conclusion of the Layer.

Clearing her throat New Giles managed to pull her eyes off of Xander's crotch before saying. "I, erm, I see. I, uh, need to check some books... make a few calls...." she pointed to the table they often used for research. "If you would kindly take a seat and remain there."

"Sure. Sure." Xander nodded his head and moseyed on over. "Just don't go throwing any knives at my head. I don't care if its Slayer tradition or whatever."

New Giles mumbled something under her breath and quickly walked back into her office as fast as she could.

Xander sat down and smiled wide. The plan was in motion and in a few hours The Slayer was going to meet the Layer.

He couldn't wait.