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Why do we write this?	By : goolecaptain Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > General Views: 4401 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Before any of the whiners start with their 'Why is this being republished?' crap all I want to say is that I heard Steve Irwin was killed today by a stingray whilst diving off the Great Barrier Reef. I just want to make it plain that my parody of him is affectionate and I'm sorry he's dead.
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A few more stories to add, either stuff that I didn’t think off at the time or responses to requests by ‘fans’ (yes, I’m astonished I have them too). In particular someone pointed out that I’ve saved Buffy from every physical danger you could imagine but haven’t dealt with her emotional trauma, so here I do. And of course I want everyone to read it so I’ve included some hardcore smut in the shape of my Xander/all the girls post-Chosen orgy and Faith as the Charmed One’s sex toy.
For those who don’t know I write four basic types of story, Incredible slush that always ends with people in each other’s arms telling each other that they love them, happy sequals to other peoples darkfic, pure outrageous smut in order to get people to read the last two and spaced-out fic that normally comes to me in the night in some form of dream form that is pretty highly original if I say so myself (and my therapist agrees!). If you like this you can find more in the same at; http://adultfan.nexcess.net/aff/authors.php?no=7021
Some people have disparaged me before for this story, indeed some folks have said that they enjoy me fighting with my critics in the reviews more than the story itself (I find this disturbingly akin to reality TV). To them I say “Don’t read it if you don’t like it” and “BRING IT ON!” You wanna play John Wayne together fine, (fill your hand you son-of-…) but remember, god forgives, goolecaptain doesn’t! Goolecaptain lives for revenge! (“What’s that nurse? My medication? But it makes me so sleepy….”)
And if you want to find out what happened to the cast in 20yrs time go to chapter 2, Where are they now?

Summary; an exploration/parody of fanfiction detailing every conceivable pairing and sexual act you can imagine. Please read to the end, it’s the most important bit. Please don’t be offended but all these are satires on existing pieces of fanfic, you might recognise some of them. If you want to know the originals and where to find them give me an e-mail and I’ll send you the list.
Spoilers/Timeline; Irrelevant
Rating; is there anything higher than R? Gang rape, sadism, bondage, lesbianism between mother/daughters/sisters (NOT incest, no such thing between women), incest, underage sex, character death, bloodplay, slavery, bondage, oral, anal, suicide, M/F domination, F/F domination and god knows what else! PLEASE BE WARNED, this is strong stuff, I plumbed the darker reaches of my soul/imagination but not just smut for smut’s sake (although there’s nothing wrong with that!). It also contains off-colour humour and some words I’ve never actually spoken out loud (and I was sailor)
Pairing; easier to list whom this doesn’t involve! Buffy/Joyce/Dawn, Hank/Buffy/Dawn, Angelus/Buffy, Drusilla/Buffy, vampWillow/vampTara/Buffy, Andrew/Buffy/Dawn/Anya/Willow, Glory/Faith the list is pretty much endless…. In all stories featuring Dawn she is 16 (17/18 if that’s you local AOC) unless otherwise stated .
Disclaimer; all these characters belong to the creators and producers of Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Angel/BBC and not me, this work has no profit motive and is purely for fun/education
Distribution; take what you like
Feedback; why I wrote this, goolecaptain@yahoo.co.uk

Why do we write this? Pt10

Faith tried hard to resist but the truth spell was just as powerful as the invisible bonds the Charmed One’s had placed on her.
“I was sent by Mayor Wilkins to steal the Book of Shadows” she confessed.
“What’ll we do with her?” Piper asked.
“Wipe her memory and send her back?” Phoebe suggested.
“Good plan” Prue acquiesced. “But let’s wait a week before we let her go. I think we could have a real good time with her” All three sisters looked at her with a gaze of unconcealed lust.
Faith quailed but realised she was in no position to fight back. For the next week she was their plaything, there’s to do with as they pleased.
Piper walked up and kissed her softly on the lips. She tasted so gentle and sweet, Piper’s hands drifting through Faith’s hair. She may have lacked her sibling’s voluptuousness but she was by far the prettiest of them all. She whispered in Faith’s ear “Don’t worry, I’ll take things slow. Bubblebaths, sleepovers and ticklefights, to start with at least”
“Doesn’t sound so bad” Faith thought, calming down a little.
Phoebe was next. She pinched Faith’s ass giving her a slight chirp of pain then took the rogue Slayer’s left nipple between her forefinger and thumb and squeezed it, generating an unmistakable moan of pleasure. Her kiss was deeper than Piper’s, probing, adventurous. “ You and I are going to have a lot of fun!” Phoebe assured her. “I hope you like dressing up”
Faith felt a little embarrassed but very intrigued.
Prue grabbed her by the hair and viciously wound it into a ponytail, bringing Faith to her knees. She thrust her free hand down the front of Faith’s hipsters and pinched her clitoris. Faith opened her mouth to howl but Prue drowned her cries with a hard, conquering, smothering kiss that took her breath away. Eventually she pulled Faith’s head away and clutched it to her quite spectacular bosom.
“And I’m a real bitch!” she declared firmly “And you’re now my slave “
Faith couldn’t tell if what she felt was fear or anticipation.
*
"Oh because I always thought that you and Forrest were a couple" Anya stated without a hint of embarrassment.
Riley looked at her stupefied. "WHAT?"
"Well he seemed so jealous when you hooked up with Buffy" she pointed out.
Riley closed his mouth and thought hard.
*
Harmony finished watching Wolfram and Hart’s Headquarters Collapse. She figured that meant either Angel had won or they’d wiped each other out in the fight and brought the house down. Oh well.
She squinted at the piece of paper Angel had given her. It wasn’t a reference at all, it looked like some form of spell printed in some foreign language.
She read it aloud, struggling with the Latin pronunciation. “Ipse….incendie…sic….bearaba…voca”
The paper suddenly burst into flame. Then so did Harmony.
She crumbled to ashes, mixing with those of the paper as they drifted lightly in the breeze.
*
"Oh yeah we all thought you and Forrest were gay" Graham confirmed. "So you didn't realise?"
Riley stared at the phone in disbelief. "So you couldn't have told me?"
He could almost hear Graham shrug. "Don't ask, don't tell"
*
“Joyce what are you…?” he stopped dead as he saw his wife’s vampiric face, dripping with the blood of their newborn daughter whom she still clutched in her arms. He was still speechless with shock as she reached out and broke his neck killing him instantly. His body slumped to the floor as Joyce Summer’s went back to draining the lifeblood from her hours old baby.
“Save some for me” Darla warned her new fledgling. She traded a smile with her. The Master would be pleased. She had nipped the great threat to him which Drusilla had foreseen in the bud. And now she had a new playmate.
*
The Doctor watched the Monk’s body begin to disintegrate as the time paradox he had created ate away at the very fibre of his being. “You broke the laws of time” he repeated once more. He gestured to the Scooby gang who stood around him, restored by his shattering of the timeline created by the rogue Timelord’s interference. “Your intervention was meant to destroy them…”
“WHOSE LAWS!?” the Monk screamed. “GALLIFREY IS GONE! THE TIMELORDS ARE GONE!” He continued more imploringly. “There’s only you and me left”
The Doctor shook his head. “ No. There’s only me” He looked on sadly as the Monk faded to nothingness. He was the last of his kind now.
How awful, to be the last.
He turned and walked back to the Tardis.
Giles gestured to the Monk’s Tardis. “Ah, what about…?”
“Stick it on the rubbish heap” the Doctor suggested. “Time Lords are linked to their Tardis at a psychic level. It died with him” He laid an affectionate hand on the battered exterior of his own blue police box. At least he could always go home.
And what made it a home was sharing it with good company.
“Anyone fancy a trip?” he asked the Scoobies opening the door.
They almost knocked him over on the way in.
*
Buffy hugged Dawn to her.
“Oh Mommy” she thought “I didn’t mean to get so lost, I didn’t mean to stray from the path. But you sent your baby, your angel to save me. With Dawn in my arms nothing can ever be wrong. Nothing”
They embraced, more than sisters, closer than kin. And all was right in the world.
*
“Thanks pet” Piper accepted her White Lady from Faith who was now clad in the most ridiculously sexy French maid’s outfit they could find. She served the Charmed One’s their drinks as they lay sunbathing on the veranda, naked as the day they were born. They had wonderful house with spectacular views of the bay yet private enough to lounge around nude. It was a warm day in San Francisco, something so rare it was best to make the most of it.
Piper gave Faith a quick peck on the cheek and handed her a bottle of suntan lotion. Faith closed her eyes in ecstasy at the kiss, adoring Piper’s little displays of affection. Obediently she rubbed the lotion into every millimetre of Piper’s nude body, generating soft, satisfied moans from her.
She crossed over to Phoebe, tottering slightly in her ridiculously tall black high heels. Phoebe accepted her Lemon Drop from her and sipped it. “Very nice” she pronounced “But I don’t like the glass”. She drew an unresisting Faith down onto her sun-lounger and untied the lacy front of Faith’s dress, exposing her ample breasts. She tipped her drink down them then licked the droplets of the cocktail from Faith’s now rock-hard nipples. Faith’s breath became slower and more shallow, her legs instinctively flexing apart as if to allow entrance to something.
She approached Prue with trepidation. She didn’t know why she was nervous. She knew that whatever she did it could never be right.
Prue reached out for her Sea-Breeze and quite obviously tipped it over herself. “You stupid slut!” she remonstrated “Look what you’ve done” Faith bowed her head, suitably ashamed.
Prue pulled her to her knees and made her start licking the drink off her naked body, Faith gleefully lingering around Prue’s gloriously big breasts but inexorably following the route of the liquid down to the dark patch of curls between Prue’s legs. One of Prue’s hand’s greedily groped Faith’s breasts whilst the other lifted up her micro skirt revealing Faith’s toned backside, clad in a black lacy thong with matching stockings and suspenders. The sound of Prue’s palm repeatedly striking Faith’s bare hip’s a series of stinging blows seemed to echo around the hillside
“Do we have to send her back?” Phoebe asked Piper pleadingly.
Piper shrugged and sipped her cocktail. “Leo’s back tomorrow” she pointed out.
“She..uh…has to …ahhh, ahhh, has to go back, we all know that” Prue gasped out as Faith licked her cunny to climax.
“So who get’s her tonight?” Phoebe wondered.
“Like mom always said ‘Good sister’s share” Piper observed.
Despite the fact that her memory would be wiped tomorrow Faith had the feeling this evening would be a night to remember.
*
Xander lay on his hotel bed and stared at the ceiling.
He should be happy.
The Hellmouth was closed. The First Evil was defeated. Humanity was safe.
They now had an army of Slayers. From now on all the evil in the world was on the run from the forces of light. They had changed the world, made it unquestionably better.
Buffy and Faith, girls he loved, would live to die of old age and not perish violently in their youth like all the Slayers before them. Would live more or less normal, happy lives. His precious Dawnie, the girl he’d babysat, had saved his life. By the time she mourned her older sister’s passing she would in her seventies at least.
His lovely Willow, the love of his life had conquered the darkness within her and was in love once more.
The world was a good place, better than he could ever have imagined it.
So why was it that all he could think about was how much he missed Anya?
He suddenly became aware of Buffy standing over him, wearing her bathrobe. For a second he thought he was dreaming of the time Amy had cast the love spell but then she spoke and he knew it was real.
“Thought you could do with some company” She undid the ties to her robe and let it fall onto the floor. The sight of her naked body, the body that he had lusted after for so long, stunned Xander. She smiled and hopped into bed beside him.
“I didn’t want to be alone tonight” she said by way of explanation. “And I think you needed someone too”
He tried to reply but she started kissing him on the mouth. By the time she’d finished he didn’t want to object any more.
*
“What’s all the commotion?” Joyce asked.
Hank closed the door behind him. “I’m not sure, I think something happened on the other ward. The place is crawling with police”
“That’s where Joyce is” she sounded concerned.
“What?”
“There was another Joyce Summers on the ward, a black lady, gave birth to a daughter this morning. They put me in here because they kept mixing us up”
Hank pondered for a moment what the odds were? Two women called Joyce Summer’s, each giving birth to a daughter in the same ward on the same day. Maybe he should call Guinness?
He decided to change the subject. “Decided on a name yet?”
Joyce nodded and smiled, cradling her daughter in her arms as she sat up in her hospital bed “Buffy”
“I still prefer Anne”
“We’re not naming her after your mother” Joyce stated firmly.
Hank decided not to upset her. “Ok, but how about we call her Anne as a second name and she uses the one she wants?”
“Of course” Joyce agreed.
*
“Relax” Faith assured him. “Not into eroto-asphyxia any more” She untied her bathrobe and let it fall to the floor. She suddenly realised that there was another robe already there.
Faith reached over and pulled the covers back to reveal Buffy, frozen with embarrassment in the act of giving Xander a blowjob, her lips wrapped tightly around his cock, her eyes betraying her mortification at Faith discovering her.
“Well it’s one way to shut her up!” Faith opinioned kissing Xander on the mouth then working her way down to his chest.
Buffy tried to raise her head to reply but Xander frenziedly pushed her back down. “For god’s sake Buffy don’t stop NOW!” he pleaded.
Buffy obligingly returned to sucking and licking on his rock hard shaft. She felt Faith’s hands begin stroking her hair and tracing their way down her back and round again to her breasts and cunny.
“Well, why not?” Buffy thought reaching out tentatively to caress Faith’s hips. “Why the hell not?”
*
“Oh god Will. I killed Snyder. I killed the Mayor!”
Willow looked at Buffy with wonder. Despite that fact that it didn’t beat anymore her heart was still her most powerful organ. She casually packed away her magical apparatus she had used for restoring Buffy’s soul as she spoke.
“They were evil men who raped and tortured you for months, made your life a living hell, killed you and turned you into a vampire. They deserved to die. Go home Buffy, Joyce and Dawn are waiting for you”
“But I’m a vampire!” Buffy objected. “Will they really invite me in, even if I have a soul?”
“What would you do if the situation was reversed? If you were human and they were vamps with souls?” Willow asked.
Buffy didn’t reply. She simply turned and ran all the way home.
*
“Dawn are you sure about this?” Buffy asked one more time.
“Buffy, except for dad, what man do I love more than Xander?”
As Buffy was thinking about her reply Dawn undid her bathrobe and let it fall to her feet. Dawn’s nubile body was mature, voluptuous, womanish, Buffy realised. She was old enough to do this and old enough to make the choice. It wasn’t for Buffy to decide for her any more.
Dawn shyly slipped into the bed, Faith wrapping an affectionate arm around her waist as she did so. Xander looked at the sisters beseechingly. “Buffy, Dawn, is this…?”
“It’s her decision Xan” Buffy replied. “It’s not for me to give permission”
“Dawn are you…?”
“YES…YES!” Dawn cried, partly in agreement but mainly because Faith’s hands were toying with her breasts whilst the dark-haired Slayer’s head was buried between Dawn’s thigh’s. Faith broke away despite Dawn’s hands frantically trying to hold her down there and looked at them, smiling.
“Just warming her up for you Xander” she explained, licking her lips. “She’s still a virgin” she added.
Dawn blushed. Xander gulped. Buffy took her sister’s hand. “I’ll be right here, ok?”
Dawn nodded. Xander picked her up and placed her astride him. His cock was rock hard with anticipation but with great restraint he hesitated from penetrating her just yet.
“Let’s take this slow and do it right” he told her evenly, looking Dawn in her beautiful eyes..
She nodded, her breathing slow and laboured.
They kissed and began to gently explore each other’s bodies with their hands, their groping gradually becoming faster and more urgent Buffy and Faith repeated their actions with each other but Buffy never let go of Dawn’s hand for an instant.
Xander very gradually repositioned her until he was inside her, Buffy holding one hand whilst he held the other. He allowed Dawn to lower herself onto him at her own pace, gasping at her warmth and tightness, her juices flowing with abandon around his cock. She bit her lip and gave a series of slight whimpers but eventually he felt the head of his penis strain against her maidenhead. She took a few seconds to get comfortable then slowly began to buck and rock her hips against Xander’s body, grinding herself against him, allowing him to penetrate even further. Unable to restrain himself any more he thrusted back, quickening the pace, Dawn getting into the rhythm and fucking him back progressively faster. She gave out a series of little cries, matching Xander’s own, beads of sweat flowing from her forehead.
“AH..AHH…XANDER!” She screamed as his cock punched through her hymen, swamping his penis with warm virginal blood.
*
“Off to the Bronze, see you later …”
Buffy caught Dawn by the ponytail as she walked by and dragged her back to the bathroom. She grabbed an extra box of tissues from the kitchen counter as they walked in order to help take off her little sister's industrial strength makeup off.
“Mom used to let you dress like a WHORE!” Dawn retorted, struggling
“Season 1” Buffy commented, beginning to wipe the mascara off and pulling Dawn’s top up to cover her breasts more “We were struggling for ratings”
. *
“Well, what did you think?” Buffy asked as Dawn emerged from the shower. Buffy helped to dry her off with a towel, reminding them both of back when Joyce had allowed her help bath Dawn as a baby.
“It was nice. Nice to have something big and hard for your muscles to clamp down on”
“You always think the first guy’s big” Buffy thought. But then Angel really had been especially compared to...
“Makes you feel…?” Dawn continued interrupting Buffy’s train of thought.
“Complete?”
Dawn nodded. “Germaine Greer eat your heart out” Buffy observed.
“Was your first time this good?” Dawn asked.
“The sex was. The aftermath not so good” They walked back hand in hand to the bed where Faith and Xander were kissing and cuddling and slipped in beside them. Three pairs of arms slipped around Dawn. She clutched them to her whilst Xander stroked her hair.
They were startled by two more figures appearing at the side of the bed, as if by magic. Which indeed it could well have been.
“Good thing you got the room with the double bed Xander” Willow commented as she and Kennedy removed each other’s bathrobes and added them to the collection on the hotel room floor. They slid into the now very overcrowded bed, the other girls making room for them and engaging in a marathon round of kissing and touching each other.
“Uhhh…girls, it’s not that this isn’t, well, utterly fantastic actually, it’s just that all of you at once might be a little much for me”
“Here, take this” Willow popped a little blue pill into her mouth and then kissed Xander, transferring it to his mouth with her tongue. Trustingly her swallowed it down.
“Viagra?”
“Magical Viagra” Willow confirmed. “One of these and you’ll be stiffer than the Washington Monument for a week!”
She poured him a glass of water from the bedside table and proceeded to kiss his chest as he downed it, his fingers caressing her breasts as he did so. Beside them the other girls had formed themselves into a ring, Buffy licking Faith's cunt, Faith licking Dawn’s, Dawn licking Kennedy’s and Kennedy completing the circle by licking Buffy’s.
“If two girls are a 69 I guess this is a one hundred and thirty eight?” Willow joked as she and Xander watched the foursome work themselves to a thunderous climax. Maybe it was the pill or maybe it was just the incredibly sexy sight he had just witnessed but Willow noticed that Xander was already getting hard again.
They laughed as the girls lay sweating and exhausted from their endeavours. Dawn spoke first. “You’re not a virgin either” She mentioned to Kennedy.
“Horse-riding” Kennedy explained. “But I think a pierced tongue pretty much makes up for it, don’t you?”
Dawn blushed again and Kennedy and Willow shared a cute smile together. Faith gave Buffy a little nudge with her elbow. “Bagsies me next with her” she whispered in her ear, biting it gently.
Buffy pouted sullenly but couldn’t help crane her neck amorously towards Faith’s playful biting, closing her eyes in pleasure.
“So” asked Kennedy “What’s this ‘sex with a man thing’ like?”
“Thing you’ve got to remember is it’s all about this” Willow guided her lover’s hand to Xander’s now bulgingly erect penis. Maybe it was her imagination but it seemed somehow bigger and longer than she remembered it from a few minutes ago.
*
“The name’s Vi” the Slayer yelled, ramming her stake home. The demon within her screamed as her body crumbled and her soul was set free.
And suddenly she was back in the ward. And her husband was there, cradling their new-born baby in his arms. There was something she had forgotten to do, something she tried hard to remember.
“We still have to name her” she recalled as he passed her over.
“No” her husband replied, embracing her, “There’s no need for that any more”
She stayed in their embrace forever
*
Xander finished tying the girl’s hands together with the cords from their bathrobes and stepped back for a moment to admire his handiwork. Buffy, Faith, Willow, Dawn and Kennedy were all in a row, kneeling over the bed, their hands tied together, their pert backsides raised alluringly towards him like a row of ripe peaches, just begging for chastisement and hard, hard fucking. At that moment he considered himself the luckiest man on earth.
He ran his hands along their perfect flesh marvelling at the exquisite prizes he had in front of him, the girls rewarding him with soft moans. He smiled and stepped to one side to get what he needed from his clothes draped over the chair.
“Will, can your hear me?” Buffy tried their psychic link.
“Yeah”
“Link me with the rest of the girls”
“Done”
“How much ‘Superfucking for Men’ did you give him?” Faith demanded.
“The standard dose” Willow replied defensively.
“The ‘standard dose’ if you’re TARZAN!” Faith declared.
“Is he ok?” Dawn asked.
“I think he’s being controlled by his penis” Kennedy ventured.
“No different to most men then” Faith observed.
“Look it’ll wear off in a couple of hours” Willow stated.
“Ok” Buffy decided “Until then we go along with it but if anyone wants to stop at any stage just break your bonds ok?”
“Ah Buff kinda lacking superpowers here?”
“Yeah Dawnie I know, just bite Kennedy’s earlobe and she’ll let you go”
“She’s been doing that anyway” Kennedy pointed out.
Any further discussion was stopped by Xander’s return. He dangled his leather belt from his hand, letting the tip wind it’s way up and down their spines and over their choice, nubile, hips. The air was full of sweat, sweet feminine sweat. Sweat and anticipation that sent sublime shivers crashing through each of the girl’s nervous systems.
He brought the belt down with a mighty swish, the leather cracking off all five of their backsides at once. They winced with pain but the pulsing ache slowly melted into a throbbing, glowing heat that had their nipples hard and cunnies dripping with pleasure. Soon they were raising themselves up to meet each impending blow, pleasure and pain rapidly blending into one.
Buffy glanced at the others. She’d played this game before with Spike and she’d heard Faith’s story about her school uniform and whip so many times she suspected she knew it by heart. But this was the first time for the others. Their wanton gasps and moans reassured her however. Besides, they could stop whenever they wanted.
She was on the verge of orgasm when he stopped. She shrieked her protest as did the other girls and was rewarded when he obligingly speared her with his cock from the rear. She bucked her pelvis and groaned like a bitch in heat as he fucked her mercilessly, fucking her so hard he actually raised her legs of the ground on occasion.
At the last moment he pulled out, Buffy’s cunny twitching and spurting juices, desperate for Xander’s hammering cock to come back inside it’s snug, warm, wet home.
She gave an anguished cry of frustration. “Oh god, Xander, don’t stop now, keep going, please keep going!”
He pinched her clitoris. Pinched it HARD.
“Do you want me Buffy? Do you want my big hard cock inside you, FUCKING YOU?”
“YES, YES! I WANT IT, I WANT YOU!” she reeled, an avalanche of euphoric sensations erupting insider her.
“Say it” he teased.
“FUCK ME XANDER, I WANT YOUR BIG HARD COCK INSIDE ME FUCKING ME!”
He fucked Buffy to climax, allowing her to collapse exhausted onto the bed at the end. Then he turned his attentions to an enthusiastic Faith.
Willow, Dawn and Kennedy looked on nervously, awaiting their turn. But none moved to try and undo their bonds.
*
“Crikey look at this bugger!”
Buffy looked on shocked as the dishevelled Australian with a shock of unkempt sandy coloured hair elbowed her out of the way and stood over the struggling body of the mutant swim team member she had captured in her net.
“You know folks” he exclaimed straight to camera with all the enthusiasm of a hyperactive 10-year old “I’m not familiar with this species but I’m confident in saying that it’s probably the most dangerous I’ve ever seen. Let’s poke it with a stick and see what happens”
He proceeded to do just that provoking furious snarling and convulsions from the mutant.
“Oh oh, something’s making him angry!” he declared emphatically.
“Yes, possibly you POKING HIM WITH A STICK?” Buffy suggested dryly.
Steve Irwin ignored her and continued speaking to the camera crew. “Let’s see what happens when I dangle my three year old daughter over him! Come here Shelia”
Buffy suddenly realised what the pressure she had taken to be tree branch pressing against her thigh really was. She looked down to see a small child gripping onto her leg for dear life and gazing at her father like the maniac he so clearly was.
“Don’t worry” she reassured her “You can come home with me” She caught Steve by his collar and easily hoisted him off his feet with her Slayer strength. “And you can go to an asylum for the criminally insane!”
“Crikey!” Steve exclaimed.
*
He rode them all long and hard that night, working his way up and down the row with glee. Eventually Buffy simply couldn’t take any more.
“No, Xander, please” she begged, almost hoarse from pleading him to stop “No more. I’m so sore, I just can’t take being fucked again”.
He hesitated, stroking her hair affectionately, relief flooding through Buffy that he had spared her. The relief turned to trepidation as he gently prised apart her arse cheeks and examined between them, the hot red stripes still visible where his belt had left it’s mark even here. Buffy squealed as he forced his fingers within her, making way for his cock which inevitably followed, both well lubricated by her own cunny juices and probably those of the other girls as well. Her ass gripped him so tightly that he gave an near animalistic cry of pleasure at his conquest of her new, previously forbidden territory.
Buffy grunted but allowed him inside her, forcing her muscles to relax and thrusting her ass backwards, keen to accept more and more of his most intimate anal penetration. She could sense the wonderful delights she was giving him and let her submissive side take charge, concentrating only on pleasing him, more and more. Everything else dissolved away and all she could think off was the masterfully large cock fucking her in the ass and the desire to dedicate her body into an instrument for pleasing her conqueror.
She needn’t have worried about her own pleasure because Xander inserted his hand into her cunny, allowing herself to grind up and down on his fingers. As she began to spasm and leap up and down he balled them together and fisted her until she actually fainted mid orgasm.
When she came to Xander was cradling her tenderly. “Are you alright?” he asked with genuine concern.
She nodded weakly and he very carefully withdrew from inside her. Once again she was grateful for Spike introducing her to the wonders of both fisting and anal sex before tonight. She vaguely wondered how Dawn and Kennedy's near virgin bodies were going to handle it.
“Always said you were a tightass Buff” Faith offered. The other girls laughed.
“You’re all next” Buffy informed them vengefully. Sure enough Xander moved over to the dark –haired Slayer next and began to run his fingers between her ass cheeks.
Faith shrugged, Buffy suspecting that, neither sex act would be a new experience for her. The other’s traded timid looks.
“In for a penny!” Dawn declared competitively.
*
“So Rupert Murdoch is a demon?”
Giles nodded. “Explains why we’ve never been asked to appear on The Simpsons” he pointed out.
*
Xander shot the last of his load deep into Kennedy’s bowels, giving his fist one last clench inside her cunny which was gripping his hand like vacuum cleaner. She yowled her orgasm and then collapsed on the bed beside Dawn, both panting for breath. The light of lust seemed to at last dim within his eyes and he very gradually withdrew from inside Kennedy, taking great care not to hurt her.
He untied all the girls and waited for a moment for them to get up. Instead they just lay there limply, the room filled with their laboured breathing. He picked each up in his arms and placed them as gently as possible on the bed, covering them with the blankets before slipping in amongst the tangled mass of delectable female flesh, encompassing them all with his arms.
“You guys ok?”
A series of weak nods was the only response.
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me”
“Little-witch-feelgoods rampant rabbit potion, that’s what came over you” Faith suggested, giving Willow a playful nip on her already aching red hips.
“OWWW! Ok, so it was a bit strong. But hey, shared the Slayer power, saved the world, give me a break OK?”
“So it’s not always like this?” Dawn asked innocently.
“NO!” everyone else replied firmly.
“Thank god” Dawn confessed. “I don’t think I’ll be able to walk tomorrow!”
“I’ll bring you all breakfast in bed” Xander offered.
“Pancakes?”
“Yep”
“Cool”
“How about you?” Kennedy asked. “You done or should I go fetch Violet and Chao-Anh?”
“I’m done” In fact he felt he’d be done for quite a while.
“You feeling better?” Buffy asked.
A shadow of sadness crossed his face. “Yes and no. Thanks for doing this girls, this was wonderful…”
“Our pleasure” Faith grinned.
“Been waiting a long time for this” Willow agreed.
“I’ll say” Buffy and Dawn spoke as one, giggling when they realised their identical thought processes.
“…but I still miss Anya, I’ll always love her and I’ll miss her every day for the rest of my life. Can’t help it” He sat up and looked them all in the eye. “But I know I’ll never be alone and that makes it all the easier”
He kissed them each in turn and then settled down to sleep, revelling in the ocean of love and affection he felt all around him. The other girls all drifted off too in each other’s arms, more exhausted than they could ever remember. Only Willow and Kennedy stayed awake for a few minutes more.
“I think I might be bi” Kennedy confessed, an awkward look on her face.
Willow shrugged. “ Yeah, whadaya gonna do?”
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The supreme being of evil laughed as it manipulated the Buffyverse to it’s own malignant ends.
“And Buffy and Scoobies lay dead, evil overran the world and all that was good was extinguished forever”. It sat back admiring its’ handiwork. But something was happening. Another force was at work.
“Buffy and the Scoobies returned to life, evil was defeated, good triumphed over all”
Damn. Well try something else.
“Buffy lay weeping, raped and enslaved, all hope gone, knowing that this was her fate forever”
Hah, beat that!
“And Buffy fought back, conquering her enslavement, defeating her rapist, triumphing over all”
Frustration spread across its’ features. It tried again.
“And Buffy killed herself…”
“And Buffy returned to life”
“And the Scoobies acrimony lasted forever..”
“And the Scoobies and the Angel gang reconciled”
“And they were vamped”
“And they were resouled”
“And they were…”
“DINNER’S READY!”
The sound of the voice startled the Darkfic writer, making them spill their Mountain Dew over their Marilyn Manson t-shirt.
“Coming mom!” they replied mounting the steps to the basement.
“Be sure to switch that computer off”
They turned for a moment and hit the standby button. But not soon enough for them to avoid reading the final post that their rival fic writers had included.
“And they all lived happily ever after”
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It didn’t matter.
None of it did. Not here, not now.
She’d never asked for this, never asked for any of it. All she’d ever wanted to be was an ordinary girl. She’d been chosen out of all the millions of girls in the world. It was an honour she could do without.
She thought of all she’d suffered. The violence, torture, rape, impregnation, enslavement, death. She’d never wanted any of it.
Yet she survived, she overcame, she escaped, she triumphed over it all. She always escaped, always overcame the odds. No spell that couldn’t be overcome. No prison, bonds or walls, no hypnotism, chains, webbing or dimensions could hold her. She would never be defeated, she’d even overcome being transformed into a vampire. Hell incarnate. And death itself.
She always found a way. That or she was rescued, by her friends (hell, they had a telepathic connection!), the Watcher’s Council, the government’s supernatural organisation, someone from school. Evil could never prevail against her.
Nothing physical would ever harm her. Whatever injuries she sustained, maiming, even supernatural impregnation, she would get over. Magic, Slayer healing, the Initiative’s (or whatever had replaced them) surgeons, those psychic healers’ they’d discovered in LA. She was beginning to think she could cure a rainy day. Her body was always flawless.
But her mind and soul were battered beyond belief.
Her suffering was so great, sometimes she couldn’t bear it. All the pain she’d endured, all those people she’d loved and lost. That’s what really hurt, that’s what really cut her to the core. Sometimes she still felt the Slayer deathwish. It still haunted her. To make it all end.
She thought of all she had lost, all that being the Slayer had taken away from her. She felt like weeping.
But she always ended up here, here in the arms of those who loved her. And they were always there, whomever she lost there were always more to replace them. She couldn’t imagine why, couldn’t comprehend who could love her, the girl who brought such misery and destruction in her wake.
But they always did.
And it didn’t matter, not here, not now. She would always end up in the arms of those who loved her. And in that place all that she had suffered seem to fade to nothingness.
They stirred in their sleep. Buffy nestled in beside them all the closer, wrapping her arms a little closer around them.
In this place, there could be no wrong.
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Go to chapter 2, 'Where are they now?' if you want to know what happened to the Buffy/Angel cast 20 yrs hence.

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