Why did I come here?

"Hey Wills-" whatever else Xander was going to say he forgot about it when he puahed the door open and entered the kitchen. There were two reasons for his brain stalling. One, Willow seemed to have shrunk to his eye. His normally five foot five inch tall friend seemed noticeably shorter. Like somehow she'd lost five inches. Two, the thing that really threw him, Willow had a hand down her pants and was obviously touching herself, her cheeks were flushed and she was moaning softly as she bit her bottom lip.

"What are you doing?" He stared at her.

"Xander!" Willow yelped, turned away from him and pulled her hand out of her pants.

"I, uh, I, ummm, I...." Xander tried and failed to remember what had caused him to come into the room. He had come here to speak to Willow. That much he knew. He just... couldnt remember why. Willow playing with herself was hot. Seriously hot when you factored in the sexy moaning. She was so hot he couldn't remember what he wanted to ask.

Willow flushed face went embarrassed red and with a whine and a little pout she hid the offending hand behind her back as she turned to face him.

"Did... did you get shorter?" Xander finally managed to ask. It took a bit but his brain finally got over the image of Willow playing with herself. His eyes stopped focusing on the hard nipples tenting Willow's shirt. He was reasonably sure that he hadnt come to this room to ask Willow about her shrinking but it was probably a good idea to ask. It might have been the reason he came into the room after all.

Willow snapped out of her shame and looked up at him in confusion. "What?"

"You. Shorter." Xander anwered dumbly as he tried to get his brain working again. He knew something was wrong. Something had happened. He wasn't normally this... distracted. But the image of Willow touching herself was seriously distracting. Better not think abiut it, he told himself, thinking about it could give him a hard on. And that would be bad. Willow and erections were bad. He knew this. They'd been down this road before. Willow and erections ended badly. Fluking was bad. ...but damn did it feel good in the moment.

"What?" Willow scrunched up her face in confusion.

"Weren't you taller?" He asked dumbly.

"No. No, I've been five feet, one inch tall since my fifteenth birthday. " Willow tried to act non chalantly. The act was ruined by her red face and the fact that she was squeezing her thighs tightly together.

"Uhm..." Xander shook his head, "No. You were... you were taller."

"Was not." Willow denied immediately.

With a slight growl Xander walked to Willow, forcing her back against the wall and reaching up a hand he cradled the back of her head. He slowly pulled her face towards his. He knew what he was doing was dangerous, this was fluke territory and fluking was bad but Willow was so hot how could he not... "The last time I kissed you I didnt have to lean down this far."

Willow was panting for breath as Xander leaned down to meet her more than half way. Stopping just short of her, his face barely two inches away. With a moan Willow got up on her tip toes and closed the distance, mashing her lips into Xanders.

They broke apart seconds later both breathing heavy. Willow wrapped her arms around Xander's waist and pressed herself againt his body as her hands grabbed at his belt. "God, Xander, I'm so horny. Sooo horny. I need it. Its been too long. I need it bad. My pussy is going crazy. I'm touching myself in Buffy's kitchen! I NEEEED it. I need you!"