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Per-Verse	By : tattletail Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 46830 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
- 10
- 11
- 12
(A/N)
I believe that an explanation is in order, in December the Captain of the boat I was on observed some issues with my work and brought them to the attention of the company owner, in short order I was sitting in a very bland room getting tested, the results came in over Christmas and it was found that I was extremely dyslexic, once the Insurance company found out they refused to insure the boat I was on, as such I lost my job of twelve years. As a result I lost my apartment at the beginning of February, I moved all my stuff to my brothers house, who surprisingly quickly sold it all to buy drugs and alcohol, I have been living in a homeless shelter for most of the year so far while I look for work.
this is not an excuse, merely an explanation of my lack of writing recently.
I hope you all enjoy the story, and may your year be better than mine.
*****
Wilkins waved off the sudden tensing of the founding Scooby member with a chuckle. "I have to admit, a bomb was the last thing I imagined. I sunk all my points into magic resistance in case Rupert and your young witch friend tried to banish me, but a bomb," he chuckled again at the defeat.
At the petrified look, Wilkins decided to throw the young man a bone. "No worries, I can hardly hold it against you being more successful than me. After all, I had allotted extra time in in my schedule for chewing you and your friends," he explained jovially before he leaned back. "Now then back to the question at hand, I doubt experiment 626 or whatever it was was enough to take you down, I've found a well prepared combat team is enough most times. I wasn't seeing any of the signs for Helix or the Brotherhood," he mused thoughtfully. "Glory?" He guessed as Xander finally began to snap out of his stupor.
"B-Buffy had the Troll Hammer," Xander stuttered as the mayor slapped the table with a hand.
The mayor mumbled for a few minutes about Wolfram and Hart cheating him out of something before he pulled out a very familiar looking phone, tapped something into it, then he slipped it back into his pocket. “Very well, that probably means it was ‘Betrayal from within’ or ‘The First’ so tell me, who was the Betrayer? Rupert? Mr. Osborn?"
Finally Xander shook his head to clear it and waved the random distractions away, "Whoa, hold the soul train up a minute, you that you..." he trailed off as he tried to find a less insane question than 'your life has been turned into a game'.
Once more Wilkens smiled at the boy’s confusion. "This really is your first game isn't it?" he asked in wonder as he leaned back in astonishment, usually people were in their fifth game before they found another player. Some even went through hundreds of games before running into anyone on the less popular servers. He nodded to himself before he dove into the 'Game' and how exactly it was played.
"Very well then, first and foremost let's get this out of the way, as of this game I am in fact Richard Wilkens the Third, Born August tenth nineteen forty nine to Angela and Richard Wilkens the Second, I am not a Warlock, and everything you hate me for never happened here." At the boy’s look the Mayor simply shrugged. "It's easy to be a monster when you can literally set it all back to rights with a wave of a hand," he explained before he cast his mind back to try and remember all the questions he had his first play through.
"Needless to say this is not a hallucination or some trick, we players have been looking for answers almost as long as we have been here and none of us have ever found any. Or if anyone has, they never shared," the elderly man said as he waved for Xander to continue his meal as he explained the ins and outs of the new multiverse they found themselves in.
"Now then, first you need to know about the Servers. There are three types and each have their own pros and cons. At the lowest level are the private servers. You can create these yourself by using a token you earn by completing missions or episodes within the other servers. Points are low but you don't have any other players and you can leave an AI to play you when you leave. This of course cuts the earned points by about half but as you aren't playing it it basically amounts to free points when you return to the server. Party members can be brought over but other players require a special invitation to be allowed in, these are usually used to earn achievements and unlock special abilities, however only low level achievements are unlockable in a private server. Death is merely a nuisance in these, much like the free play missions in full servers." At Xander's nod the politician continued with his explanation.
"Next comes the full, or open servers like this one. At any point you could be stuck here alone or have hundreds or even thousands of other players. Points are earned at a much higher rate, the vast majority of achievements and abilities are available, and you can build a party here far easier than in other servers. Death, though, will end your time in that particular server until it resets."
The Mayor paused for a moment as the waitress refilled his coffee cup before she walked off with a wink and a smile in his direction, experience had taught him that Maria had more than a bit of an attraction to older men. Wilkins shook his head before he returned to the conversation. "Finally, there is the Arena or PvP servers; you earn points at a nearly ungodly rate in those and they are usually filled to the brim with thousands to millions of other players. You actually earn points at the end of each day just for surviving. Each player you kill gives you a quarter of their total earned points but each death causes you to lose half of your total earned points. The final point about the Arena server is that sometimes the top players in them are gathered up and placed into a tournament. The winner of the tournament just disappears. Some say they are freed from the game, some say they are put in charge until the next tournament, some say they are killed because they became too strong. All we know is that the more powerful you become the more you are drawn to those servers."
*****
Almost an hour later, Xander walked through the halls of Sunnydale High in a daze. The Mayor had been quite forthcoming about a lot of things, especially those related to ‘The Game’, but had cut the conversation short as Xander needed to get to school.
He found himself broken out of his musings when Dawn and Willow fell into step beside him with a smile. Dawn wrapped herself around his arm and kissed his cheek. “So, are you going to watch Buffy try out for Cheerleading?” she asked chipperly as Willow relieved him of his books and commandeered his other arm.
“Yeah, Jessie has decided to show his school spirit by standing by to provide moral support to the applicants,” Willow explained with an eye roll that perfectly showcased her real thoughts at her other male friend transparent desire to watch scantily clad girl bouncing around with pompoms.
At that comment, Xander felt a small tickle at the back of his mind before he shrugged it off and pulled his girlfriends closer. "You know what, I do believe I'm catching this whole 'School Spirit' thing myself," Xander joked before his phone vibrated urgently in his pocket, causing Willow to jump in surprise.
Xander and Dawn smirked at the jumpy redhead as Xander pulled his phone out and carefully checked the message on the screen.
Special Quest: She's on Fire
It takes a special kind of petty to attack school children with Hellfire, protect the cheerleaders from attack.
Reward: +10 Reputation with Cordettes, +1000 points,
Special Reward: Activate Warlock Abilities
Quest: She turned me into a 'Newt'
Discover the identity of the Witch
Reward:?
Xander blinked in shock at the message before he slipped the phone back into his pocket.
As he wrapped Willow in a one armed hug, Xander tried to figure out a way to deal with the witch and how to protect the students from a sociopath.
One of the things Wilkins had been very clear about was that not everything was the same as it was last time, which made beheading Amy a dicey proposition. Xander shook his head to clear the morbid thought of decapitating his onetime friend.
As they entered, Xander's eyes drifted across the gathered students and was once more staggered at the number of females that filled the gymnasium, the majority of them hitting the 'Hot' to 'Smoking' categories.
Finally, his eyes came to rest on Amy Madison as the young blonde sat on the bleachers next to a red faced Andrew. For a moment, Xander frowned before he caught the slight shimmer of magic across Andrew's lap. He blinked as the magic faded slightly and Xander saw the budding witch’s hand wrapped around Andrew's length as she slowly masturbated him in front of the whole school.
It would be several minutes before Xander managed to get his head back in the game, by which point Willow had dragged him and Dawn to the bleachers to sit with Jessie just behind Amy and Andrew.
As he glanced around the Gym again, Xander tried to spot anyone acting out of the ordinary.
Not that people acting out of the ordinary was a sure thing, Larry having proved that point very well, but it was a start, at the very least.
It was almost half an hour later that Xander had narrowed it down to three people. It would have been four, but Cordelia scowled at everyone like she wanted them to burst into flames naturally and could therefore be ruled out as a suspect.
The first suspect was a new transfer from Washington state that had a reputation for hating everyone and being generally antisocial, an odd choice for a cheerleader. The second was a girl who had been very good, but had tripped in her final moments and began throwing accusations and even threats about.
The final possibility was Coach Bridget Playfer. The woman seemed to have a grudge against several of the girls trying out, especially those from the Cordettes.
A few more minutes of observation and Xander was convinced that the Coach was the witch.
His conviction hardened when he spotted the Coach gather several small hairs from the girls she had glared at before she slipped them into the waistband of her Gym shorts. Then she broke the Cheerleader hopefuls up and sent them to the showers.
Xander watched as she slipped away towards her office before he nudged Dawn to draw her attention as well as the red faced Willow, who Dawn had been teasing, and nodded at the retreating form of the Coach. “Can you two grab Buffy and Giles?” he asked quietly as the two tracked his eyes before they glanced back at him in confusion, before they could argue Xander gave a half smile and shrugged. “Just, call it a gut feeling,” he explained before he stood up and carefully made his way after the retreating form of Coach Playfer.
As he left, the confused duo considered the request for a minute before Dawn headed for the showers to get Buffy while Willow made her way towards the Library.
Neither of them noticed Amy and Jonathan frown for a moment before they glanced back at the confused Jessie. All three stood and followed after Xander.
As he slipped into the office space, Xander let his hand drop into a pocket as he fumbled through the knick-knacks he carried in an attempt to find something that he could use to combat a psychotic, teenage killing, witch.
He was so focused on his search for a weapon to use against the witch that he didn't pay attention to where he was. He was therefore very surprised when he opened the door that and stood face to face with a partially rotting form of Coach Bridget Playfer. For a moment he could see a mark around her neck. Said neck also seemed to be hanging at an angle as if it were broken. A few seconds later and her form seemed to waver like a mirage, and the regular form of the Coach reappeared with a frown.
"Mr. Harris, Is there something I can do for you?" the coach said with a glare as her glamour fell back into place and hid her true form from the prying eyes of the mortals.
With a blink, Xander found himself at a loss for words as his eyes adjusted again and like with Amy and Jonathan earlier he could see the hidden image beneath the magic. As he stared at the desiccated form Xander felt a touch of bile rise in his throat at memories of his own self’s of lust directed towards the coach.
His hesitation cost him as the psychotic coach snapped her hand out, wrapped it around his neck, and jerked him into the room. With a casual flick Xander found himself flung across the room as Playfer closed the door and cast a concealing charm with a wave of her hand.
Trapped inside a room with a murderous zombie witch was not going on Xander’s list of good things for the day.
He shook his head in attempt to clear it before the coach grabbed him around the neck and pulled him up with a sneer. “Now how did you manage to see through my mask, little mortal?” Playfer growled as a wave of putrid breath washed over him.
As his vision began to fade Xander kicked out in desperation, he luckily managed to catch the zombie witch in the stomach which broke her hold enough for him to jerk himself free. As he backed up, Xander rubbed his throat and watched the psychotic coach carefully while he moved to keep her desk between the two of them and mentally prayed to anything listening that help would arrive.
Party Assistance:
Challange Rate: 50 (Closed Door +10, Frosted Glass +10, Empty Area +10, Concealing Charm +20)
Sharon: 32, Not in school (-25) 7, Unaware (-25) = -18
Result: Unable to Assist
Marcie: 56, Unaware (-25) = 31
Result: Unable to Assist
Rupert: 2, Aware (+10) = 12
Result: Unable to Assist
Dawn: 26, Aware (+10) = 36
Result: Unable to Assist
Buffy: 30, Aware (+10) 40, Slayer (+5) = 45
Result: Unable to Assist
Willow: 39, Aware (+10) = 49
Result: Unable to Assist
Jessie: 42, Aware (+10) 52, Group (+10) = 62,
Result: Assistance available
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Buffy toweled the last of the water out of her hair as she glanced around the locker room with an eye for trouble. With just a glance, the Slayer could spot a wide range of prohibited and illegal acts being committed by the students as they chatted and gossiped about the latest school news and who they thought would make it on the team. In one locker, she spotted a girl slipped a packet of pills out of her gym bag and secreted them away; in another, the girl dressed quickly to hide the scars she had; and at the far end of her row of lockers, Cordelia Chase had a short blonde pressed up against the wall. The socialite took advantage of the girl’s desire to join the popular crowd and easily dominated the shorter girl. As the two broke their kiss, Buffy almost looked away when the Queen of Sunnydale High locked eyes with her, but the Slayer spirit refused to be cowed so easily.
For several seconds, the two gazed into each others eyes as Cordelia continued to play with her new toy absently. Time seemed to freeze for an eternity before the dominance display was broken by Dawn's arrival. With a quickly hissed conversation, Buffy dismissed the socialite as she threw on her clothes, grabbed her gym bag / slayer kit, and sprinted for the exit.
Behind her, Cordelia frowned slightly at the dismissal. As the slight burned at her pride, Cordelia reached up and grabbed a fist of the wannabe’s blonde tresses and dragged her over to the bench. She ignored the girl’s whines as she forced the girl to kneel as she sat down on the bench and dragged the girl's face towards her waiting pussy. As the pleasurable tingle of her newest toy’s tongue began to work its way through her body, Cordelia put the new transfer’s slight out of her mind.
She would get her later, and when she did, she would enjoy bending the spirited girl to her will, she might even keep her as a pet.
With that thought firmly in mind, Cordelia let herself enjoy the pleasure as around her the Cordettes caught on to their leader's idea. With little prompting, they began to select their own partners from the assembled student body.
--
Jessie, Jonathan, and Amy had been brought up short in their search for their AWOL friend. The trio knew Xander had gone down this hall after the coach, yet for the life of them, they couldn’t figure out where they he had disappeared too.
Jonathan's opinion was that Xander had managed to find a quiet hideaway for some ‘Private Coaching’, while Jesse was insistent that Xander wouldn’t act like that for something as simple as a booty call, and Amy... Amy felt the cold tingle down her spine of active magic being worked against them. With a glance at her lover and his friend, the young Witch made sure they were both distracted before she worked her magic. It was a matter of seconds before the shaky haze of a concealed door appeared and Amy gasped as her sight slipped past the door and into the room beyond.
As she watched, Amy saw the hideous image of the coach strike out at Xander with a flame encased hand and sent the boy down in a heap. With a cry, Amy’s magic responded to her unspoken need, the shockwave of magic slammed into the concealing magic that was keeping them from finding their friend. The Charm shattered under her might, though the magic backlash sent the young witch to the ground with a cry of pain.
Inside the room, Xander felt the magical shockwave roll over him as he desperately struggled to keep the hellfire the bitch of a coach had hit him with from continuing with its ’barbeque Xander’ desires. He could feel the magical flames need to consume him as he fought to keep it contained through force of will alone.
Surprisingly though, through the pain and agony of hellfire that licked his flesh, he actually managed to contain the blaze, and force it away from his chest.
As he pushed the magic flames away, Xander could pay attention to his surroundings again and was shocked to see Jesse throw himself backwards away from the grasping hands of the crazy zombie he had managed to enrage. She dropped atop the teen, grabbing for his throat, but Jessie somehow managed to plant his foot firmly into the zombie’s midsection as he rolled backwards, launching the coach and catapulting her through the frosted glass window and out into the hallway.
With a shared glance of shock between them, Xander and Jessie struggled to their feet and stared at the unexpected showdown going on outside.
--
“Coach Playfer? What on earth is going on?” the polite tones of Robert ‘Bob’ Flutie asked in shock as he carefully removed his glasses and stared at the damage to the Coach’s office. As Xander pulled Jessie to his feet, the portly principal frowned at the burns and cuts he could see on the young Harris boy. “Now this is completely unacceptable,” he declared as he dropped his glasses into his jacket pocket. “Children, go contact the police. I believe Coach Playfer and I need to speak on what is considered acceptable student interaction in this school,” the rather friendly educator said before he turned his gaze back on the coach. For a moment the four teens hesitated before Madison and Levingston quickly fled down the hallway. The other two, though, simply made their way out of the soon to be terminated coach’s office and blocked her way. With a slight chuckle, Flutie removed his suit jacket and carefully laid it to the side as the obviously demented woman glared at him darkly. Her face seemed to flicker slightly and her true face was revealed.
For a moment, Flutie was shocked before he shook it off and glanced at the two teens prepared to help him. “By the way, if we survive this you will be serving detention this weekend,” he explained before he lunged for the monster that threatened his students.
--
Several minutes later Buffy and Dawn skidded to a stop at the sight of a somewhat rumpled principal as he sat atop the struggling form of the coach and rained a flurry of blows down on the undead coach's face, in a manner that indicated experience in the act, as Jesse and Xander held her arms locked out away from her body,
With a glance at Dawn for confirmation that she wasn’t seeing things, Buffy dropped her bag to the floor and moved to assist. In a matter of seconds, the fight was over. While the Zombie could have held its own against any mere mortal, it was woefully outmatched by three humans being supported by a Slayer.
In short order, the undead woman was tied up and set to the side dismissively. The sole adult looked the gathered teens over carefully before he glancing back at the still struggling coach and shaking his head. “I can’t say I understand what just happened, but I am going to assume that Miss Summers’ previous scholastic indiscretions are somehow related,” he said and took the nervous looks on the teens as confirmation. “Well then, in that case, Miss Summers, consider your record expunged, as for this,” he said with a wave at the downed coach. A small Vulture tattoo made an appearance on his forearm before he quickly shifted his shirt to conceal it once more. “I will be contacting the police directly,” he explained as he turned away. “Should she escape and disappear before I return, I want you kids to let her go. I won’t have you endangering yourselves trying to subdue an obviously deranged psychopath, so long as she is never seen in this school again.”
He ignored the looks the teens sent between each other as he collected his jacket and made his way back to his office to make the report and begin the paperwork to terminate the crazy coach. More annoying than that was that he now had to go through the headache of hiring a new one.
Once he was gone, the teens were quick to grab the still struggling zombie and quickly made their way towards the Library.
--
It was several hours later before Xander and the others managed to leave the school. Between smuggling the zombie to the library, where Willow was still trying to convince Giles to help Xander; explaining the situation to Giles; helping the librarian banish the undead back to true death; explaining the slightly edited story to the police; and explaining the true story to Jonathan and Amy; school had been out for several hours by the time Xander managed to leave and make tracks for the more affluent part of town for his appointment with Harmony and Maranda.
As he walked up to the house, Xander noted the modest two story house near Revello drive that Harmony and her father shared. Despite the belief that the Cordettes were all rich snobs; the fact was only Cordelia herself qualified as such, the rest of them were merely wealthy.
Xander stepped up to the house and pressed the doorbell. as he waited he glanced around the well kept lawn until the door opened and a rather giggly brunette greeted him. She was wearing a loose pink teddie and she smiled before she invited him in quickly and sent him towards the back of the house where Harmony and Maranda were relaxing by the pool.
As she walked away, Xander’s eyes bulged slightly as she wiggled her way back up the stairs. A rather obvious plug was sitting firmly in the woman's ass.
Xander shook his head to clear the image before he as he made his way out towards the pool. As he stepped back into the bright California sun, Xander froze at the duo as they lounged by the poolside. Harmony was currently sitting beside the water edge on a towel as one hand dipped into water. Her white bikini hugged her curves deliciously in the afternoon sun.
Movement in the water drew him away from the blonde for a moment as Maranda surfaced with a liquid grace that was captivating. The dark haired demoness slid through the water like she was born to it. As she reached her lover, Maranda slipped out of the water, her movements showcased the incredible body she had been gifted with as a snake print bandeau bikini wrapped around her enticingly.
As he watched the two interact, Xander had to forcibly shake his head to jump start his mind. Back on the task at hand, with a breath Xander walked around the poolside. At Maranda’s glare, Xander almost backed out completely when Harmony spotted him and, with a squeal of glee, leapt to her feet to greet him.
The minutes that followed were a blur as Harmony nattered on about a dozen insignificant things until Xander found himself naked and face down on one of the deck chairs as the blonde rubbed tanning oils into his shoulder and neck. The soothing touch of his one time nemesis, as she chattered on at the two silent members of the party, was enough to calm his nerves. Her hands drifted to his lower back as he finally began to focus enough to start paying attention to the conversation.
“So Jimmy pulled out this little three inch pecker like he was hung for a porno, he pinched it between his thumb and finger and began to rub one out right there,” Harmony said with a vapid tone as she massaged the oil into his flesh. “Just as he was about to bust a nut though, his mom opens the door with a plate of cookies and a smile. The little perv spins around just as he pops and hits his mom square in her face. Little shit didn’t have a lot to work with but he sure was energetic with it,” she laughed as she moved her hands down to his upper thighs and began to work the oil onto the muscles of his legs. “No way I could pretend to sleep with her screeching like that that so I copied what you did to me that first night we were alone.”
Before he could ask what it was that Maranda had done to Harmony, he felt a dribble of oil between his cheeks and the blonde’s fingers chasing after it. There was the lightest of touches on his hole, then the cheerleader firmly stroked his cheeks, separating them as she ran her fingers between them.
"Mmm..." he groaned as he lay. It felt deliciously dirty as she rubbed the oil into his backside.
Then her finger was on his hole again, this time she deliberately circled it and added pressure to his ass rhythmically.
"Nngh..."
"I think he likes it there, Baby," he heard Maranda say as she watched the scene with a cold eye.

"Should I continue?" Harmony asked her fingers still rubbing his ass and back.
Oh, yes, please, he pled silently as his cock throbbed beneath him.
"Perhaps you'd better stop now, Love," Maranda mocked wickedly as she took note of his condition. "You wouldn’t want him to waste," the Succubus said as she ran her hand through Harmony’s hair gently.
"Turn him over, darling. my baby hasn't finished with you yet."
Almost weak with the sexual tension he had built up, Xander turned over onto his back, not caring that he was displaying a massive erection to the two lovers that had all but bullied him into this position.
Not that he was complaining..
"That's a lovely cock," Harmony said admiringly as she stared at his erection.
Maranda snorted in contempt.
"It's true," Harmony challenged. "I love it when it's big and hard like that. Especially when someone's fucking me with it," the blonde said with a smirk as Xander responded to the dirty talk as she knew he would.
"Do you mind if I touch it?" the cheerleader asked as she looked up at her lover, her eyes alight with excitement.
This is definitely where it stops, Xander thought as he gasped in the bright California sunlight trying desperately to catch his breath in preparation for the inevitable point where he was used for the demon's own needs and tossed away like-.
"Of course not," he was amazed to hear the man hater say. "I was going to ask, I would prefer to not have to touch him for as long as possible"
Harmony squealed happily as she hopped up and pulled her lover into a passionate kiss that lasted a surprising amount of time before she returned her attention to him.
He felt Harmony's fingers on his shaft, as she gently stroked up and down and played around the crown. Involuntarily his erection leapt to meet her touch.
"It's very lively," Harmony complimented as Xander groaned in pleasure "Oh, he just loves having his cock played with, don't you Xander? Do you like me to playing with your hot dirty cock as Maranda watches?" Harmony said sweetly as her hand continued to rub along his length.
Maranda watched the interaction for a moment before she leaned over him, bending at the waist as she gave her lover a long passionate kiss on the mouth.
He felt Harmony grasp his cock more firmly as her tongue dueled with Maranda’s.
"Nngh..."
Harmony broke the kiss at his groan and smiled at him wickedly as she continued to slowly masterbate him. "Do you like me playing with your cock, Xander? My hands wrapped around your length and getting you ready to sink into Maranda’s hot pussy?” she asked as she shifted her shoulders to better present her white bikini encased chest to his gaze.
Xander groaned again as he struggled to come up with a coherent thought before he decided to just go to hell with it, and be honest.
"Yes, Harm. God you're good at this," he grunted
Harmony smiled as she put some more oil on her hands and used both to spread it on his cock and balls. Occasionally she slipped a finger between his legs to press gently against his ass.
"Mmm..."
"I think he’s enjoying herself, honey. He’s so close," Harmony said as Maranda finally decided that he was close enough.
As she stepped over the pool chair Xander enjoyed the view of her snake print bandeau bikini for a moment before the sexual demoness reached down, shifted her bikini bottoms to the side and impaled herself in one swift movement.
As his cock was swallowed by the wet hell, Xander made a choking gasp and arched his back in a desperate desire to bury himself fully in Maranda's supernaturally hot, wet cunt. He could have sworn he felt a deep moan from the man hater before she used her position and weight to shove him back down onto the seat as she glared.
"You don't move, I will handle this efficiently and then you can take your filthy self away," she growled as she sat with her pelvis against his for a moment, her hands rested on her thighs before her internal muscles began to writhe.
Another sound was ripped from Xander’s throat and he grasped at the chair's arms desperately as Maranda sat atop him and her internal muscles squeezed and flexed around his cock. An eternity of pleasure later, her pussy clenched around his cock fluttering wildly as she came around his cock and sent Xander over the edge as well. Her pussy pulsated as each burst of cum escaped his cock and penetrated deep inside of her body. Maranda slowly worked her hips around gently while she drained his cock of every last drop of his cum. Their combined juices flowed from her sopping wet pussy and coated his thighs before it dripped down onto the deck chair.
With all the dignity she could muster, Maranda stood and shifted her bikini bottom back into place as Xander lay breathless beneath her. She glared down at the male that her lover had chosen as the male half of her equation and resisted her body's urge to blush. "You were adequate," she announced before she stepped off him and quickly headed for the poolhouse to calm down.
Xander watched her ass as it swayed away for a moment before a wet suction caught his erection as Harmony sucked his cock into her mouth and hummed in pleasure.
It would be an hour later that Xander stumbled out of the Kendell house and began to make his way back home.
Quest: Well and Truly Fucked (1/30) Complete
+1 reputation with Maranda +2 Reputation with Harmony

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Episode Complete
'The Witch'
Victims saved 95/100 +9500 points
Special Mission: She's on Fire: +10 Reputation with Cordettes +1000 points
Special Characters Saved: Cordellia, Harmony, Aura, Buffy +5 reputation to each, +5 reputation to Cordettes, +5 Reputation with Slayers
Which Witch: +5 Reputation with Principal Flutie, +10 Reputation with Law Enforcement +10 Reputation with Educators. +1000 points
She Turned Me into a Newt: +5 resistance to Spell Damage, +1000 Points.
Defeat Coach Playfer: +2500 points,
Earned: Axe of Desecration*,
The Axe of Desecration was found in the School Office of Coach Playfer it offers an increase in strength and stamina when combating the Undead as well as resistance against Infection.
(Defeat Zombies 3 times) Three Strikes, You're Out: +15000 points, Axe of Desecration +1.
Special Title Earned: Zombie Hunter
Party Assist: +5 Reputation to Amy +5 Reputation to Jonathan +10 Reputation to Jessie
Hellfire: Warlock Hellfire abilities activate +1 to Warlock abilities +1 Warlock skill gained
The Warlock has been touched by Fel-Fire and survived the encounter, Control of the demonic planes most powerful element is now possible.
Unlocked: Fel-Fire
A sun-bright, fist-sized globe of energy streaks forth expanding into a brilliant wave of hellfire that consumes all, the elemental aspect of the Fel-fire must be overcome by the willpower of the caster or else the Fire shall turn on it’s summoner and consume them in turn.
Unlocked Special Party: Cordettes (Horror Story Unlock Earned)
Unlocked Special Quest: Weekend at the Beach
The local 'Popular' girls have invited you to join them for a weekend at the beach, protect them from the Serial Killer/Monster/Aliens/Undead on the loose.
Reward: +100 Reputation with Cordettes, +100,000 points for each Cheerleader that survives, +1,000,000 for perfect score. ???
Special Items Earned: Condom +1,
Condoms are earned by completing Episodes in a Per-verse, each condom can be used on another server to create a Private Perverted server based on that Universe.
*****
For those who don't know, Bridget Bishop nee Playfer was the first person convicted and executed in the Salem Witch Trials. She was charged with her image (Shadows or Apparition) attacking others and threatening them unless they did things for her; as well as Bewitching her many husbands and killing them off. She was said to have an intense hatred of the wealthy and was hung by the neck until dead...
Also the actor who played Principal Flutie also played a member of the Vulture Motorcycle Gang when he was younger... Known only as PeeWee he has 'reformed' since then.
Learn something new every day.
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