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“Yeah,” Cordelia sighed as she lifted her hair up to allow Anya to fasten the necklace in place, “I could use some luck… And a big stick with pointy, sharp bits.” She scoffed, glaring at the trio as they chatted and laughed amongst themselves. “If Buffy wasn’t a slayer, I swear…”
“She’s a pain,” Anya gently nodded, “but Xander’s an utter loser. Don’t you wish—”
The brunette quickly interrupted, staring more hatefully at them from across the courtyard. “I never would have looked twice at Xander if Buffy hadn’t made him marginally cooler by hanging out with him…”
“Really…?” Anya arched a brow as she curiously turned to glance at the trio again.
“Yeah, and now he thinks he’s so cool,” she scoffed again, slightly rolling her eyes, “I wish him the best—that he gets as many girls as he wants, or can handle! In fact, he deserves even more than he can handle!” Cordelia sarcastically stated with nothing but contempt in her voice.
Anya turned around. “Done,” a wicked smirk covered her suddenly deformed face.
Cordelia’s eyes widened from her new friend’s sudden transformation. Soon after, everything was consumed by a bright, white light. As the world came back into focus, the brunette arched a brow and glanced around the empty courtyard. None of it made sense. Was it because she made a wish? What had she even said? Her gaze narrowed as she recalled her words, followed by a disappointed sigh. “Ugh, I wished him the best? I should have wished that Buffy never showed up… I-is it too late to change my wish…?”
There was only silence.
“I wish someone would have told me my wish was going to be granted! I would have made a better one…” she gave an exasperated sigh before stomping into the school.
As soon as she entered, she was alarmed by the skimpiness of some of her classmates’ clothing. If it wasn’t daylight, she would have assumed everyone was a vampire due to the black leather outfits that hardly hid their bodies. Some wore short, rubber skirts that clung on their hips while barely concealing their rears, much less their shaved pussies. A few wore fishnet stockings and leather boots. Each girl wore a cupless bra that drew attention to their breasts, although some had various-shaped pasties covering their nipples. The majority were fully exposed, displaying their pierced nipples as if it were completely normal. There were even a number of very confusing posters on the walls that prominently proclaimed that all students had to be eighteen or older to remain on the premises.
“Oh my god!” Harmony exclaimed, quickly approaching the shocked brunette. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
The blonde wore shiny, leather shorts. A matching, black, studded belt wrapped around her waist. Her top was composed of fishnet material, giving Cordelia the perfect view of her perky, pink, pierced nipples. Fingerless gloves adorned her hands as she held a leash, leading to a kneeling girl’s neck. It was perhaps the most shocking thing Cordelia had seen so far. The girl was almost completely naked with a large tunnel gag placed in her mouth that led to a constant stream of drool dripping over her lips and chin. A leather hood covered her head and the eyes were covered, leaving the submissive girl to rely on Harmony’s direction to get anywhere.
As she followed behind the blonde, she did so by crawling on her hands and knees. From this angle, Cordelia saw a long tail trailing from between her ass cheeks. Completely shocked, the brunette blinked and continued to glance around with a mix of astonishment and horror. “You’ve only got a limited time to find a master. Are you nervous?”
“Nervous?” Cordelia couldn’t comprehend the question, considering she was still trying to understand why everyone was acting so weird and dressed so outrageously. “Why would I be nervous?”
Harmony chuckled and tilted her head. “If you’re not picked by a master then you’re offered to the mistresses, and I’ve got my eye on you. I think you’d look so cute on your hands and knees with a plug shoved up that tight, fat ass of yours!”
The brunette blushed and her mouth opened wide in disbelief that Harmony had really said that to her. “Excuse me?!” she finally exclaimed with shrill astonishment.
The blonde continued to ogle Cordelia, already fantasizing about what else she would do to the unclaimed girl. “Don’t act so coy with me—although it is hot that you’d be so daring to show up to school like this. Is that your plan? Dress all modestly and act like a good, innocent girl in hopes that someone loses control and just fucks you in the hallway? I’ve got to give you credit, Cordy… If I could, I would,” Harmony took a deep breath and seductively nibbled her bottom lip. “I’d shove you against those lockers and fuck your slutty ass until there was a puddle of cum between your legs…”
Cordelia slowly backed away, too shocked to even respond at this point. She had no idea what was going on, but something was definitely wrong! With a quick turn of her heels, she swiftly headed the opposite direction of the perverted blonde—although the scenes were hardly better as she passed by even more indecent activity in her effort to get away. A cheerleader was bent over in a pillory, her wrists and neck securely restrained while she was pounded from behind. Her shoulders bounced against the wooden structure with every thrust. Her moans were muffled as another student pushed his cock between her lips.
The brunette didn’t loiter to watch more than necessary, but even as she put some distance between them she could clearly hear the telltale sound of the girl sloppily gagging and sputtering from the oral onslaught. Making her way around the corner, she was met with more of the same vile behavior. It was at least somewhat more tame here, though. One girl was pressed to the lockers while her partner passionately kissed her. The girl’s hand was firmly around his cock, slowly stroking the length for all to see.
Cordelia winced. It was nothing she wanted to watch, but it was at least somewhat more forgivable than seeing so many of her fellow students engaged in private, sensual activities. She hurried down the hall with no particular destination in mind. The brunette just needed to keep moving while she tried to make sense out of this constant debauchery. At this point, Cordelia had quickly learned to ignore looking at any of the people she passed, lest she see something else she would never be able to remove from her memory.
“Cordelia!” a moaning voice called out to her, snapping the brunette from her hurried panic.
The confused girl hesitantly stopped and turned her attention toward the source of the greeting. Cordelia quickly blinked, followed by an arch of her brow and another slow blink just to make sure she wasn’t imagining things. Seated at the bottom of the stairwell was Xander, Willow, and Buffy. Xander seemed extremely preoccupied with the blonde straddling his waist. She wore a perverted variation of the Sunnydale cheerleading outfit, much like the girl in the pillory. The skirt was so high that it would only cover half of the petite girl’s round, perfectly tanned ass if she were standing up straight. Straddling Xander, as she was, there was no denying that Buffy Summers was definitely not wearing panties.
Willow was hardly much better, though. Her outfit consisted of thigh-high leather boots, and leather shorts that were at least a size too small for her. Her black, half-corset only covered her torso, leaving her pert breasts completely exposed. Metallic studs adorned both of the girl’s pale, pink nipples. Her gloves went up past her elbows and were covered with sturdy, metal rings, making it easier for her to be restrained. Even her choker had a metal ring on the front for easy access to attach a leash.
Cordelia wanted to escape this depraved situation like all of the previous ones, but she simply couldn’t tear her eyes away from the cheerleader’s perfect, little ass as Buffy arched her back and ground against Xander’s lap. Luckily, the brunette didn’t have to stare at her ex’s dick, but that wasn’t to say she couldn’t catch glimpses of the bulge in his pants rubbing against the blonde’s bald, visibly wet slit. Willow sat at Xander’s side, her hands caressing his body and even over Buffy’s eager form from time to time while she licked and nipped at Xander’s neck.
Coming back to her senses, Cordelia finally cleared her throat. “What the hell is going on here?! Why is everyone so fucking horny?!” She blinked and waited, realizing no one was paying attention to her. “And why did you stop me if you’re just going to ignore me now?!”
Xander pulled away from Willow’s mouth for a moment. The two enamored girls quickly found each other’s lips, although Buffy still straddled Xander’s hips as she made out with the witch. His hands rested upon the blonde’s hips while he made eye contact with Cordelia. Slowly, his fingers trailed down over her exposed ass, squeezing the flesh and spreading her cheeks wide so the brunette could get an unhindered view of the cheerleader’s tight, pink asshole.
“I expected you knew what to do,” Xander finally said, amused by the shocked expression on his ex’s face. “Has it been that long, Cordy? Or are you just that jealous of your replacements?” He emphasized by squeezing her ass a little harder, causing the blonde to moan obscenely. It only brought further attention to her exposed ass and dripping pussy.
Cordelia blushed and glanced away from the cheerleader’s ass, but shook her head in disapproval. “Okay, listen, Xander! Whatever is going on here is NOT funny. When Angel finds out you’ve had your hands all over Buffy, he is going to be angry, to say the least! A-and,” she quickly motioned toward Willow in disbelief, “what about her?! Willow is with Oz! You can’t seriously be trying to pick a fight with a vampire and a werewolf at the same time? You and I are done, but are you out of your mind?!”
Buffy giggled as she continued to playfully kiss the redhead. “Angel?” she kept grinding against Xander’s lap. “If master wants me to fuck another girl then I’ll gladly do it.”
“Wh-what?” the brunette shook her head, visibly confused. “Angel is a guy! You know Angel… like, in the biblical way! Y-you were with him just the other night. I saw you…!”
Xander arched a brow, then lightly directed the blonde away from the kiss with Willow. His hand caressed against Buffy’s cheek as he looked into her eyes, searching for an answer. Lifting a hand, he pushed two fingers into Willow’s mouth, which she gratefully suckled on while maintaining eye contact with Buffy.
After a few more tense moments, he turned his gaze to Cordelia, looking less than impressed. “I shouldn’t have to tell a girl on the verge of being community property that she should refrain from hurling unsubstantiated insults at my slaves.” Pulling his fingers from Willow’s mouth, he slowly lowered the shimmering digits toward the cheerleader’s rear. Cordelia stared, finding her vision locked on Xander’s fingers as they slid between the blonde’s perky, round ass cheeks and shoved directly into her asshole.
Buffy groaned and she clenched around the invading fingers as they pumped in and out at a slow and steady pace. The cheerleader’s grip on his shoulders tightened as she bounced on his lap with renewed vigor. Soon enough, both fingers were completely buried in the tight, pink confines of the blonde’s ass. To muffle her vocal cries of pleasure, Willow pushed her mouth to the cheerleader’s, forcing her tongue between the other girl’s lips.
Xander smirked as he continued to finger Buffy’s ass, all while maintaining direct eye contact with Cordelia. “You should be disciplined for such vile behavior. Present yourself to me now and I’ll make sure your punishment is swift and simple…”
The brunette felt a sudden chill down her spine, as if she had almost considered it. She shook her head and backed away. “Wh-what the hell is going on here?” Cordelia staggered off while trying to avoid staring at the myriad of other half-naked individuals fornicating in the hallway.
Xander shrugged, slowly pulling her fingers from the cheerleader’s ass. Easing away from the blonde, Willow hungrily took the digits into her mouth and suckled them once again. The witch moved behind Buffy, dropping to her knees while Xander placed his hands on the cheerleader’s ass and completely spread her once again. Willow shoved her face between the other girl’s cheeks, her mouth shoving against the tight, pink hole and feverishly making out with the blonde’s twitching butthole.
Her tongue plunged in and out of her ass, sliding around the outer rim before delving inside to swirl against the inside as well. Buffy arched her back, shoving her rear against the redhead’s face while tightly holding onto Xander. Letting go of her ass and allowing Willow to take over with the oral assault on Buffy’s rear, he forcefully grabbed her by the chin and looked her in the eyes again. “I want to see the look on your slutty, little face when you cum from having your ass eaten,” he growled.
Buffy’s eyes flickered and she weakly nodded as she tried to hold out. Willow’s tongue was just so talented, though. It never took long to cum when the redhead’s face was shoved against her ass. She moaned as she continued to grind against him and the witch’s face. Nibbling her bottom lip, her eyes closed while she grew just a bit closer. Xander popped her cheek, bringing her back to the moment as she stared into her master’s eyes once more. With a groan, her breathing quickened as she remained focused on him. The whole time, Willow’s tongue continued to swirl and slurp against her clenching asshole.
With another gasp and a sudden tensing of her petite body, Buffy came. She rested her forehead against Xander’s while she whimpered and twitched in orgasmic bliss. The blonde’s juices dribbled onto the tiled stairs while Willow continued to playfully lick and tease the cheerleader just to bring out a few more gasps and cute moans.
“Th-thank you, master,” Buffy sighed before placing a soft kiss on his lips.
“Of course, slave. After all, good sluts are rewarded,” Xander smirked as he caressed her cheek, his thumb delicately tracing over her bottom lip.
After navigating her way home, Cordelia closed the door to her bedroom and sighed with exasperation as she heavily leaned against it. She was glad that nothing had changed here. Everything was exactly where it should be and was as normal as it ever had been. But, even if everything in her home was as it should be, it still didn’t change the fact that the rest of the world had lost its mind.
Had her wish caused all of this madness? It didn’t seem likely. It had to be some kind of coincidence. There was no way wishes were real, or if they were, something said sarcastically shouldn’t be accepted as one. The brunette paced around her bedroom and peeked out the blinds every so often. Maybe everything that had happened at school was a joke? Literally nothing else had changed. Cordelia nibbled her bottom lip while deep in thought, trying to make sense of the bizarre events.
“Hm,” she narrowed her eyes and nodded as she stared in the mirror, “a joke…? Yeah, of course. It was just some sick joke.” A smirk crossed her lips while she conveniently ignored the fact she had seen Buffy flaunting her bare ass and Willow topless just hours ago. “Everyone else was just actors anyway. They had to be. There was no way the rest of the school would look good wearing that little… and I don’t even know who they were. Ha!” Cordelia grinned as she triumphantly celebrated having figured it out—never mind that she wouldn’t have known who any of the other students were in the first place…
“I am going to give them so much hell when I see them again! They think they can pull one over on Cordelia Chase! Hmph!” The brunette smirked as she changed out of her current outfit. Going to her closet, she grabbed a dark red pencil skirt that came just above her knees. Black heels adorned her feet, accenting her long legs with every step she took. Her top was a brighter shade of red, trimmed with black along the plunging, scoop neck that brought plenty of attention to her chest. A black, half-sleeve cardigan covered her shoulders and arms, and the brightest shade of red lipstick completed the look.
“Can’t believe I fell for their dumb prank…” she scoffed as she checked her appearance one last time before heading out. What was her destination? The only place she could blow off some steam and possibly run into those losers to teach them a lesson… The Bronze.
Literally nothing else had changed outside of school, further leading the girl to believe she was correct in her assessment. Even the alley leading to The Bronze was unchanged. There were a couple or two making out, but it wasn’t the most graphic display she’d seen in this alleyway, and especially not compared to what she had witnessed at school earlier.
Proud and confident, Cordelia entered the club. The bouncer, standing just to the side of the entrance, gave her a cursory glance. She flashed a smile to him, which he simply continued to look at her as if something was wrong. With a scoff and a roll of her eyes, she continued inside, making a mental note to complain to management about him—whatever his name was.
The thought was quickly forgotten as she stopped in her tracks, somewhat more alarmed and confused than she had been at school. The club was mostly the same, but metal cages hung from the ceiling. Each cage had a girl inside, none of them wearing anything at all as they danced to the rhythm of the blaring music. All around the club, various people wore even less than they had at school. A number of women knelt in front of guys, their lips wrapped around a hard cock while they openly sucked them off. At the bar, a black-haired girl gripped another’s hair as she ground against her face while another knelt behind her with her face shoved between the raven-haired girl’s ass cheeks.
The more Cordelia looked around, the more she slowly realized this probably wasn’t a joke. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment, but then she saw Xander, Buffy, and Willow merely sitting together at a roped off VIP table in the corner. They weren’t currently involved in any sort of depraved act, but the curious thing to the brunette was how they had managed to get that spot! Completely ignoring the alarming amount of people sexually involved around her, Cordelia quickly crossed the room and stopped at the velvet rope, as if it was some kind of force field.
“What the hell? How are you losers VIPs here? And why are you still trying this immature prank to weird me out? It worked, okay? It’s weird, I’m uncomfortable seeing so many—oh my god!” the brunette arched a brow as she was suddenly distracted as one girl completely deepthroated an absolutely massive dick. Blinking and clearing her mind, she looked back to the trio casually sitting there. “Th-the fun’s over, okay, guys? I don’t even know where you found the money to hire all these actors, but I hope you got a good deal on it…!”
Xander grinned. “You’ve been acting so weird since you left me. Does it bother you that I’ve moved on? You keep dreaming up these sick little lies to justify yourself as a victim. I’ll welcome you back if you want, but as you can see…” he motioned to Buffy and Willow.
The redhead smiled and leaned in, lovingly pushing her lips to his while her hands played over his chest. Buffy, however, sank to her knees in front of Xander. Her delicate fingers quickly unzipped his pants before she reached in and grabbed his semi-hard cock, pulling it into the open for all to see. Cordelia gasped but couldn’t look away as the blonde gave Xander’s dick a few strokes and wrapped her lips around the head. She bobbed up and down the length, messily slurping on her master’s dick while her petite fingers wrapped around the base of his cock.
What happened at the school could have been a joke, but watching the blonde lovingly sucking her ex off completely negated that theory. As if she was being forced to watch, Cordelia clenched her fists and stared with fury raging in her eyes. Buffy arched her back, giving a perfect view of the cheerleader’s exposed ass when the club’s oscillating lights suddenly illuminated the VIP area. During the brief flashes of light, the brunette’s focus was drawn to a jeweled plug securely held in Buffy’s ass. As all of the anger flowing through her came to an apex, Cordelia pushed past the velvet rope. Her disapproving scowl was met with a wry grin from Xander as he ran his fingers through Buffy’s hair. Willow playfully licked his cheek before turning her attention toward the brunette as well.
“Are you ready to submit?” Xander arched a brow. “After all, today is the deadline and I’ve heard Harmony has her heart set on doing nothing but reaming your fat ass for the next week.”
Cordelia’s rage turned to disgust, but she couldn’t help but feel a certain tinge of excitement from the idea. It was the same euphoric sensation she felt when she went shopping and found the perfect outfit. The emotion made no sense to her and she simply shrugged it off. There was no way she enjoyed the idea of being under Xander’s control, much less the perverted situation she was in now!
“You have a lot of nerve to suggest that! None of that is happening to me! I pick neither!” the brunette scoffed, her vision flitting between Willow and Buffy, watching the back of the blonde’s head as she continued to suck him off. There was another surge of jealous rage boiling up within her.
“Neither?” Xander smirked, looking a bit surprised by her bold choice. “Sounds like you’re—Mm, fuck!” his eyes clenched shut and his grip on the back of the cheerleader’s head tightened. He thrust against her face a few more times while very obviously climaxing. A wide smile of relief covered his face as he turned his attention back to Cordelia and resumed the conversation as if nothing had happened. “—Sounds like you’re on the path to rehab, then.”
Buffy noisily licked Xander’s shaft, cleaning him off as she quickly interjected. “P-please! I want to go to rehab! Pick me! N-not her!” The blonde wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and noisily slurped up any remaining juices.
“Me, too!” Willow chimed in as she nibbled at Xander’s earlobe.
Cordelia stared in confusion for a number of reasons. “The hell? Why would I go to rehab? You’re the ones that are acting crazy!” The brunette motioned toward them, still looking as angry as ever. “And these two want to go? Like, I can’t even right now. I just can’t.”
Buffy sensually moaned as she bobbed her head on Xander’s cock again in an effort to gain favor from her master. “Why wouldn’t we want to go?” Willow smirked as she looked at the brunette, “Every slave dreams of being processed and trained there. I’ve heard they won’t even let you sleep until your mind is broken. And that’s not even including the things they do to your body…!” The words, said in a different tone, would have exhibited fear or shock, but the enthusiasm in the redhead’s voice was nothing but praise and a jealous desire for that pleasure.
“That is… not what I’ve heard happens at rehab,” Cordelia blinked, further questioning just how weird this altered reality was. The brunette suddenly winced as she was overcome with dizziness. Her eyes fluttered while the music throbbed in her skull. The lights only added to her disorientation as her vision swirled. Before Cordelia even took notice, Willow had jumped up to help her, leading her to the cushy, leather booth. Sitting, she closed her eyes while trying to settle her head. For a moment, she even forgot where she was… until her eyes opened and the first thing she saw was Buffy Summers still kneeling in front of Xander. The blonde’s focus was on her, despite the ex’s hard cock pointing directly at the cheerleader's face.
“Are you okay?” Buffy asked with curious sincerity.
“I’m fine,” Cordelia grimaced and averted her gaze from Xander’s dick, only to find her eyes drawn to Willow’s perky, exposed tits. Closing her eyes again, she took a deep breath and sighed. “I… I think I need some fresh air,” she attempted to stand, only for Xander to tug her back onto the seat.
“Is fresh air that important? If anything, I think you need to stop dressing like a nun—you’d get so much more air to your body if you would just show more skin,” Xander curiously pulled her sweater off her shoulder, exposing a little more skin. “That’s going to stop, no matter who ends up claiming you in the end. Those tits and hips… You were made for breeding.”
The brunette wanted to be pissed off, but she still felt relatively out of it. Something about those normally insulting comments made her feel a familiar, tingling rush of pleasure in her spine. It was an alluring temptation, but she gently shook her head, knowing the sensation was wrong.
“Come on,” Willow took a seat next to Cordelia, draping an arm over her shoulder. Her soft, warm hand gently caressed her exposed shoulder, further relaxing the brunette. The witch slowly leaned in, pressing her black, painted lips against the other girl’s neck and placing soft kisses upon her flesh. Cordelia tilted her head back, allowing the redhead to lick and nibble at her neck as she wished.
She shouldn’t have enjoyed any of this, but there was a constant ringing in her ears that distracted the brunette from worrying about this awkward situation. Willow placed one last lick to the side of Cordelia’s neck before pulling away with a devious giggle. The brunette finally opened her eyes, only for Xander to gently place his hand against her cheek to direct her to face him. Looking into his eyes, she couldn’t resist the undeniable attraction to him. He was like a changed man—an actual man, not the immature, boyish facade he normally maintained. Something about this whole situation finally felt right, as if she could justify these bizarre events all of a sudden.
Xander urged her closer, leaning in while tilting his head just the slightest bit to the side. Cordelia’s heart fluttered and she longingly closed the distance between herself and her ex until their lips pushed together. Shutting her eyes, she immediately felt his tongue pushing between her lips while his powerful fingers ran through her hair. With his hand settling at the back of her head, he held her in place while their tongues swirled together and their lips passionately danced.
And, just as soon as it had begun, Xander pulled away, leaving Cordelia gasping for breath while she instinctively licked her lips. She didn’t know why it had stopped, but the smirk on her ex’s face wasn’t reassuring.
“If you’re going to truly be mine again, then you need to show your commitment by being punished for your lies,” Xander said, in a matter-of-fact tone.
The brunette slowly nodded, not truly understanding what he said. “Wh-what lies?” she finally said, coming somewhat back to her senses, if for only a brief time.
“For what you said at school. Accusing Willow and Buffy of cheating on me. I think it’s only fair that they help to administer your punishment,” he said, his grin growing wider.
Cordelia curiously blinked, then looked over her shoulder to see the two girls already standing behind her with their hands on their hips. The brunette’s vision was quickly brought down to their crotches, though, and their thick lengths of cock. They had to be fake! But, the longer she stared, the more realistic they looked, right down to the shining pre-cum dripping from the head. There was simply no way the two girls had been hiding dicks almost bigger than Xander’s in their shorts and under their skirts.
“Don’t look so surprised,” Willow playfully nibbled the corner of her bottom lip. “You know I’ve been toying with sexual spells like this for a while—trying to find the right incantation to experiment with. I’ve always wanted to see what the other side was like, and it turns out it’s a lot of fun…” She purred as she wrapped her fingers around the massive cock and gave it a few strokes, forcing the bead of pre-cum at the head to drip onto the floor.
Cordelia couldn’t pull her eyes away from the two girl’s cocks. She was disgusted, but the longer she stared, the more the voice in her head pushed that sensation toward lust. Once again, she instantly knew this was wrong. Something was happening to her head and she couldn’t stop it. The brunette clenched her eyes shut, but she could still see Buffy and Willow’s thick, hard dicks in her mind. It was enough to take her breath away as she dreamed of wrapping her plush lips around their cocks. She wanted to bob her head up and down their lengths until they filled her mouth with jizz.
With a sudden gasp, Cordelia opened her eyes, realizing that having them closed only made the urges more powerful as the lust further corrupted her thoughts. With eyes open, she whimpered, knowing there was no escaping this situation now. Cordelia swallowed hard while the overpowering urge to suck them off continued to plague her thoughts. Just as she was about to give in and drop to her knees, Xander placed a hand on her opposite shoulder. It was a reassuring touch as he finally pulled the sweater down her arms. The brunette hardly resisted as she turned her attention to Xander. She even went as far as assisting him until the garment was removed, keeping a demure and submissive look on her face all of a sudden.
“Don’t worry, Cordy,” Xander said as he caressed her cheek again. “Everything is going to be fine. In fact, you should relax. Take a seat.” He patted his lap. His cock was still out and completely hard.
The music was deafening but she heard every word Xander said and it resonated within her. She slowly nodded and stood up. As she was about to simply sit on her ex’s lap, he quickly stopped her.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Xander chuckled. Cordelia blinked and turned around, giving a little shrug while her eyes rested upon his big, hard dick. Knowing she was completely mesmerized by his dick, he grinned and gave it a sudden flex, causing it to briefly bounce. The brunette gasped and blushed, but her eyes never glanced away. “You know how to sit on it, right?” Xander continued. “Just do what you saw Buffy doing earlier today.”
Cordelia quickly nodded as she thought back to school, and Buffy’s tight, little ass as she straddled Xander’s lap. She couldn’t do that in such a constraining skirt, though. The brunette swallowed hard as she valiantly attempted to fight off the urge to hike her skirt up. Ultimately, the battle in her mind was lost, and she bent over slightly as her fingers gripped the hem of the skirt and tugged it upwards. More of her luscious, tanned thighs were revealed until her black thong panties were finally revealed to any that dared to look.
Xander smiled as he made a little twirling motion with his finger. Cordelia felt so proud to show off for her master. Slowly turning around, she kept her hands on the hem of her skirt so it wouldn't fall back down. With her back fully turned to him, he placed his hands upon her hips and held her in place as he stared at her perfect, round ass and gave her a lustful squeeze. The brunette gasped at his touch while she stared at Willow and Buffy’s dicks once more, longing to taste them and take them into her slutty holes. Mentally, Cordelia skidded to a halt, wondering if she had really just thought of herself as ‘slutty.’ That clear thought was lost as Xander let go of the brunette’s ass, only to grab the flimsy material of her thong and ease it over her hips.
Cordelia gasped at the sudden motion, glancing over her shoulder to see Xander’s smug face. He urged her to continue to spin around, all while pushing her underwear further down her thighs until they crumpled around her ankles. Instinctively, she stepped out of her panties and stared downward at Xander’s cock. She knew exactly what to do without any further coaching. Leaning forward, she placed one knee on the padded, leather seat, fully displaying her completely smooth pussy before shifting her weight and straddling his waist. Everything felt so unreal as she stared down at his thick length so close to her dripping pussy.
With her hands on his shoulders, she rose up a bit, allowing Xander to position his cock beneath her. Inhaling deeply, she slowly lowered herself onto him, feeling his cock easily gliding into her dripping pussy. Settling onto his lap, she purred and gave a little smile as she wantonly ground her hips against him.
Xander smiled in return as he placed his hands upon her hips and squeezed. She started a slow and sensual rhythm, rocking back and forth on his lap. She was lost in the pleasure of it all, but he held her in place all of a sudden, abruptly stopping her motion. Cordelia arched a brow in confusion until she felt something hot and thick pushing against her ass, followed by a pair of soft hands around her torso. The delicate fingers felt over her stomach before rising up and groping her chest. The brunette glanced over her shoulder to see Willow’s impish grin as she thrust her hips forward, pushing her impressive cock against her asshole. She should have known it was the witch just by the leather gloves. As the redhead pushed forward more forcefully, the head of her cock bumped against Cordelia’s tight, virgin asshole, causing her to gasp and tense up at the sudden, foreign sensation.
Willow leaned in while she squeezed the woman’s breasts and whispered in her ear. “Don’t worry, Cordy. I won’t hurt you. Besides,” the devilish change to her voice told the whole story, “anything’s possible with a little magic…” And with those words, Willow pushed her hips forward and the witch’s magically-lubed dick penetrated the girl’s ass.
Cordelia gasped again while trying to clench, but the redhead’s spell was working just perfectly as Willow’s hips bumped against the other girl’s bubble butt. No matter how hard she attempted to clench, the witch’s cock effortlessly pumped in and out of her rear. The brunette groaned with her mouth open wide, only to feel another dick suddenly push between her lips. Shocked, she glanced up to the grinning blonde’s visage as her thick dick barely fit in her mouth. Despite the shock and shame assaulting her mind, Cordelia still flicked the tip of her tongue against the head of Buffy’s dick, eliciting a little moan of pleasure from the big-dicked cheerleader.
Despite the last few screams from the back of her mind, Cordelia had accepted her role as one of Xander’s sex slaves. Her hand rose to wrap around the base of Buffy’s cock while she bobbed her head along the length. As Willow thrust into her perfect, tight, little ass, the brunette eventually set a rhythm to the motion, grinding around Xander’s cock in the process.
The brunette was certainly skilled, considering she had only been blowing Buffy for a short time before the cheerleader whimpered while on the cusp of climax. She ran her fingers through Cordelia’s hair and gripped her hair in order to shove more of her dick into the new slut’s mouth. Already, the blonde’s thrusts were fast and hard as her spasming cock blew a thick, creamy load directly into the back of the preppy girl’s throat. What would have normally ended with an orgasm was only just beginning, thanks to the spell cast upon the blonde. Her cock’s orgasms were linked to her pussy, thus giving her no refractory period to speak of before she could cum again. Buffy’s hard cock still plunged into Cordelia’s mouth while cum messily dribbled from the corners of the brunette’s lips. Pushed too far, the overwhelmed girl finally had to swallow Buffy’s load or risk drowning in jizz.
There were a few moments of Cordelia being bounced back and forth among the trio. She ground against Xander’s cock, only to push back against Willow and take the witch’s dick directly into her asshole. Cordelia had to wonder what else had changed about her. She had never had any interest in anal before, and yet the way Willow’s massive cock stretched and massaged her tight rim was almost enough to send her over the edge—especially as the redhead’s dick pulsed within her. A sudden warmth filled Cordelia’s ass, spreading through her guts while being churned and shoved deeper by Willow’s unstopping thrusts. Even though she cried out in orgasmic pleasure, Willow barely missed a beat as she continued to slam into the brunette’s ass.
Buffy, still thrusting between Cordelia’s plush, whorish lips, cried out as a second orgasm erupted from her dick all of a sudden. Still holding the brunette’s hair, the cheerleader pulled back and aimed her spasming cock at the new slave’s face. Gooey ropes of thick jizz splattered against Cordelia’s shocked face, but the blonde held her in place, making sure that every last drop landed upon her skin.
“Are you ready to be claimed, Cordy? Are you ready to belong to your master again?” Xander growled as he gripped her ass, spreading her cheeks wide for Willow to fuck her even harder. He felt every thrust of the redhead through the thin barrier between her ass and pussy.
The witch’s actions grew harder and more savage as she gained just a few more inches of depth into Cordelia’s bowels. The longer she went on, the more cum dripped and spurted into the brunette’s ass. With a sudden gasp, Willow pulled out of the preppy girl’s ass, leaving the gaping hole to gush cum while it clenched in an effort to fully close again. “I want her mouth,” Willow exclaimed, quickly taking the place Buffy had been standing on.
The cheerleader wasted no time as she was effectively pushed out of the way. Spying Cordelia’s winking, dripping asshole, she lined her cock up with the hole and shoved forward. Again, the brunette gasped at the sudden intrusion, which was perfect timing for Willow to shove her cum-covered dick right into her mouth. Cordelia’s eyes widened and she stared cross-eyed at the base of Willow’s shaft, realizing she was now sucking off a dick that had just been in her ass… and she was loving every moment of it.
“This is a fun one I’ve been working on,” Willow said as she cast another spell.
“I can’t fucking wait,” Buffy groaned, obviously very close to climax already.
“You never can,” Willow jabbed at the cheerleader while pushing her dick to the back of Cordelia’s throat.
The blonde flirtatiously nibbled her bottom lip and continued to pound Cordelia’s ass. Xander groaned as he thrust against his ex-girlfriend’s pussy. His dick throbbed and his grip tightened on her rear as thick spurts of cum were suddenly deposited into the brunette’s pussy. But, the orgasm kept going. Xander cried out as he continued to bounce the brunette on his lap while torrents of cum completely filled her cunt.
The sudden fullness in her body set off a chain reaction of orgasms. Buffy was next. Feeling her master’s dick rubbing against her own and the clenching, massaging sensation of Cordelia’s asshole around her cock sent her over the edge once more. The same thing that happened to Xander happened to Buffy. Her orgasm never seemed to end as countless rushes of thick, gooey cum filled the preppy girl’s bubbly ass. Willow, knowing what the spell did, simply pulled her dick from Cordelia’s mouth and jerked it off herself. Her eyes closed and she cried out as heavy splatters of jizz landed with a shockingly substantial force against the brunette’s face and hair. There was so much of it that it even dribbled down her chest, absolutely ruining her flimsy top in the process.
Cordelia felt the last vestiges of her mind floating away as she finally came, too. Every muscle in her body clenched and her skin tingled with pleasure while a wide, satisfied grin spread over her face. The sensation was like every bit of her body had just orgasmed and she never wanted it to end. While her asshole and pussy clenched and milked Xander and Buffy’s cocks, a substantial amount of cum and Cordelia’s girl-cum dripped down the expensive, leather seating.
Buffy pulled out of Cordelia’s ass, letting another unstoppable rush of jizz splatter onto the floor. The brunette could hardly think straight anymore. That didn’t stop Xander from grabbing her by the hair and forcing the brunette on her knees in the mess that had just recently been in her body. She was easily manipulated, as if she was drunk off the amount of cum she had just taken in. Xander’s dick pushed against her lips and she heard the words, “Clean it,” from someone—she wasn’t sure who, but she did as she was told and dutifully slurped up every bit before lowering her tongue to his balls without the slightest bit of hesitation.
“Good girl,” Xander clearly said as he let go of her hair and roughly pushed her away. “Make sure she gets put into some proper clothes. I won’t be embarrassed by a slave of mine looking like some unclaimed piece of trash. And show her who’s in charge.” He said while putting his dick into his pants and adjusting himself.
“As you command, master,” Willow said with a smirk.
“H-huh?” Cordelia blinked as she watched Xander walk away without giving her another glance. “Wh-what’s happening?” His cum still dripped from her well-fucked pussy.
“Such a lucky girl,” Buffy pouted, expectantly pushing her dick against the brunette’s face. Unable to control herself, Cordelia took the cock into her mouth and cleaned her off as well. “Mm,” she groaned as she continued, “I bet he’s totally sending you to rehab…”
“B-but I’m a good girl now,” Cordelia whimpered as she pulled away from Buffy’s dick.
“That’s exactly the problem,” Willow grabbed the brunette by the chin as she leaned down. “You still think of yourself as a girl. You belong to the master now. You’re just a collection of holes until he says otherwise.” A maniacal grin crept over her lips as she tauntingly licked Cordelia’s cheek. “You’ll learn, though. They all do…”