Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Slayers in Cleveland - Part 2

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About Slayers In Cleveland
The series Slayers in Cleveland begins after season 7. It's supposed to be my own version of season 8.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer: Slayers in Cleveland Part 2 – Coming Together (FF, f-tent, anal, cons, magic, ncon, oral, scat, viol)
by Sara Violet (saraviolet9g(at)gmail.com)

After Christmas, the relationship between Buffy and Faith didn't go much further. In fact, the entire thing that happened on Christmas night gave Buffy a lot to think about. While she did love Faith greatly, it was a relationship that she decided (through fear) might not be a good idea to act on after all. She entered a state of withdrawal, afraid to explore the unknown pleasures of a lesbian relationship with Faith. Besides, there was too much going on and things would get in the way. There was a current rise in demonic activity in Cleveland, and Buffy was having just about enough of it as she could take.

Faith on the other hand was unsure of how to seal a relationship between the two of them. She realized Buffy was withdrawing, but didn't want to screw up what chance she had by scaring her away. She did try to bring up the topic, but Buffy always found ways to evade the question or avoid it. In both of their hearts they yearned to be together, but things were keeping them apart.

* * *

It was now February 14, Kennedy and Willow's wedding day. They were having an unconventional wedding. Willow and Kennedy were both dressed in trim and slim wedding gowns with small headpieces in their fixed-up hair. They looked majestic and were full of wonderful smiles. It was taking place in a grass clearing in the country, surrounded by groves. Willow had cast a spell to make it summer in their wedding area, in order to have no snow on the ground, have the flora rejuvenated with life and a warm temperature coursing through the air. Only the Scooby Gang was there to witness the event: Buffy, Dawn, Xander, Giles, and Faith. The three girls and Xander were watching from four seats close by, while Giles was the one preforming the ceremony to marry the two brides. Xander was holding a camera taping the whole thing.

After a long ceremonious speech Giles gave, he asked the two final questions. "Do you, Willow, take Kennedy to forever be your wife, to love and honor, regardless of any trials you may come to face together?"

"Yes, I do," Willow said, looking directly into Kennedy's eyes, glowing with love and devotion.

Giles repeated the question to Kennedy. "Do you, Kennedy, take Willow to forever be your wife, to love and honor, regardless of any trials you may come to face together?"

"Yes, I do," Kennedy said, smiling lovingly back at Willow. It was the best day of their lives.

Giles said, "With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you both married. This artifact shall seal a spiritual bind forever between you both." He removed a bowl from a decorated table behind him and reached out with it in front of him between the two women. The bowl had strange symbols around the sides and was ancient. Willow and Kennedy each put one of their hands above the bowl. Giles took a pin and poked it (as harmlessly as possible) into each of their fingers once. After a drop of blood fell out into the bowl from each of them, they put their arms down. Giles started chanting the phrases necessary to churn the enchantment together that the magical bowl would produce. "Tin yeel sashon tie. Tin yeel sashon yay be lee go. Trun, trun, trun lo gun be dan." The bowl started glowing and the two drops of blood inside merged together magically. Next, the glowing bowl shined light onto both brides for a while until it stopped, tiny tingling particles of magic
disappearing around them. Their spirits were now bound together through the enchantment. They would be able to feel an actual vague spiritual connection between each other from that day on. If one of them should ever be in trouble, both of them would realize it.

As a final statement, Giles said, "You brides may now kiss."

The built up excitement and eagerness between the two could finally be released. Kennedy and Willow smoothly wrapped their arms around each other and started kissing passionately, pressing their tongues into each other's mouths ever-so-slightly, sliding them across each other's lips and sucking gently. The two women had no reservations about doing this in front of their friends. They enjoyed it immensely and it was a special moment for them – they weren't going to let exhibition stop them from their perfect moment. The passionate kiss lasted for at least twenty seconds before Giles finally cleared his throat to catch their attention. The girls parted slightly, still in each other's arms. A small clear strand of saliva was hanging connected to both of their bottom lips, hanging in mid-air between them, until it broke in the middle and the larger end swooped down towards Kennedy's side, lacing her chin.

"I love you, Willow," Kennedy said. Her body was full of a wonderful warm tingling sensation. This was the best day of her life, as it was for Willow too. Willow felt the same way. They were a match made in Heaven.

Willow said, "I love you too, Kennedy. I love you so much."

Giles was taking their display of affection rather well, staying decently composed while standing only a few feet away from them. The rest of their friends were smiling in various forms.

"Can I get a copy of this tape?" Xander asked, half joking.

Willow laughed uneasily and said, "Real funny, Xander," shattering his sincere hopes. She looked at Kennedy, smiled, took her arm in her's and said, "Shall we go to the limousine, my love?"

"Let's," Kennedy replied smiling, and the two of them started walking to the limo. Their friends congratulated them on their marriage as they all walked in a group.

It was a large limo with two seats in the front, three in the middle and three in the back, with each section being separated with a dividing wall that couldn't be seen through.

Xander opened the door in the back for the two newlyweds, saying, "Ladies," like a gentleman as he did.

Willow said out loud, "Chaust." It canceled her weather spell and it returned to its natural winter environment. She also covertly made some wind go up underneath Kennedy's dress and blow across Kennedy's sexy backside, chilling her butt cheeks with the cold outside air.

"Oh!" Kennedy gasped. "It's cold!" Everyone assumed she meant the returned weather, with the fact that she was only wearing a wedding dress, not realizing the wind had blown up onto her butt. Kennedy knew Willow did that, however, and gave her a sly grin once they got into the back seat of the limousine. Xander closed the door.

Buffy and Giles went into the middle row. Faith wasn't about to let Buffy spend the limousine trip without her, so she went in as well.

"Scooch over, B," Faith said. Buffy moved into the middle and Faith sat down beside her.

Xander went to the driver's seat and Dawn sat in the front beside him. He was her first choice to sit beside because she liked him so much and he always made her laugh.

* * *

On the way to the location of the wedding dinner, in the middle row of the limo, Giles was talking to Buffy and Faith.

"...And that's how you'll defeat Celederr..."

Giles continued by talking about something else. "On another subject, Andrew and Wood have reported their current status," Giles said. "They have established a new group training Slayers. As expected, there's not many former-potentials left because of The First's mass assassinations last year. Frankly I'm surprised Wood has gotten any at all. There's so many issues: financial ones, conflict with parents and social lives, Slayers who won't accept what they are, others who'll use their newfound strength to be better in gym class and become professional athletes instead of actual Slayers. It's folly. The world was never meant to have so many Slayers. Even the Watcher's Counsel would have been overwhelmed. We can only hope most of the remaining few become heroes in their spare time instead of enhanced thugs."

* * *

Around ten at night, Willow and Kennedy were in their house prepared for sex. As promised on Christmas, Willow was going to take her turn of domination tonight. Kennedy was completely naked on the bed on all fours, her ass raised in the air. Willow was naked, wearing the same strap-on dildo she had given Kennedy for Christmas. It was time for blissful payback. But now that they were married, Willow was going to increase the intensity a notch.

"Are you scared, little cunt?" Willow asked.

"No," Kennedy said defiantly and grinned.

There was nothing like breaking in a Slayer, Willow thought. So resilient and strong, able to endure tremendous amounts of sexual punishment. It was certainly going to be a challenge. She had never been able to make Kennedy cry in pleasure before, but that didn't mean Kennedy didn't enjoy the sex: she loved it all. Kennedy just had a thing for being buggered hard in the ass -- it was her ultimate fetish.

Willow said, "You will be. Now that we're married, I'm going to add a little extra spice in our sex life. For too long we've been denied the pleasures magic can add to our sex life. Of course nothing was really stopping us... But, well, now we're gonna do it! Starting with a good old-fashioned spell to make your cute little titties capable of producing milk."

Kennedy spun around to look at Willow and smiled. "You're serious?"

"One-hundred percent serious," Willow said.

Kennedy grinned. "You're so awesome."

Willow smiled and said excitedly, "I know. I'm so awesome. I found the spell in an ancient spellbook a few nights ago. It was written by a cult of succubi. And was something they used on each other to pass the time." She realized she had become a little too friendly and changed her look back to a stern one. "I mean, get back on your hands and knees, little cunt!"

Kennedy assumed the proper position again, on all fours with her butt back in the air. Willow cast the spell on her wife's breasts, making them perfectly milkable. It didn't take long before Willow had taken out several instruments from under the bed and got them hooked up. Kennedy ended up having two plastic see-through cups hooked onto her breasts, getting something connected
to her that was like a cow milking machine (but not exact.) It sucked on her breasts automatically, draining small squirts of milk from them, carrying the milk through tubes and pouring it into an empty milk carton on the floor.

Willow couldn't help but laugh, and it wasn't because she was trying to be wicked. The sight of Kennedy hooked up like that was silly to her. She said, "Just like a cow," and laughed some more with a big smile on her face.

Kennedy joined Willow in laughing. "Yeah, well, will you shove that dildo up my ass finally?" She grinned.

"Sure baby," Willow said, still smiling. She aligned the tip of the massive dildo with Kennedy's small cute little anus. Slowly she eased the shaft forward, pushing the tip into her butt with the anus opening just enough to accept it inside. The two and a quarter inch thick girth was stretching her anus open as far as it would go. There was no use of lubrication whatsoever as Willow pushed it in, burying in inch by inch with a slow gentle insertion. Even though a Slayer could take a lot, she had to make sure Kennedy wouldn't actually get hurt -- the rough pounding would come only when she was good and ready. Once all twelve inches were buried inside Kennedy's beautiful and sexy ass, Willow began a slow pumping motion going in and out.

"Oh! Yes! That's so good." Kennedy was loving it. Like it had been for Willow on Christmas, this was the largest shaft that had ever been in her own butt so far.

Willow decided her wife had gotten enough time to adjust, and surprised her by suddenly pounding the shaft in as hard as she could on the next thrust. Kennedy grunted loudly and braced herself so she wouldn't fall forward. That's when Willow really let her have it, realizing it was okay. She pounded the shaft in really hard several times in quick succession. Her groin kept smacking into Kennedy's firm ass cheeks with every thrust. She grinned and decided to try something a little sinister. She used her magic to increase the length of the dildo another two inches, not stopping for a second from pumping in and out. The now fourteen inches of shaft was simply too much. It was so far up her ass, her innards had shifted in order to accommodate it. Kennedy squeezed the pillow in front of her really hard, clenching her teeth and breathing heavily.

"You nasty cunt, you're really loving it, aren't you?" Willow asked.

"Ungh! It's so good! Terrific!" She was having a really hard time accommodating it, but she loved it.

"Good little cunt. You're taking it well."

Kennedy's tits shook each time Willow bucked into her, making the milking cups on her tits shake with them. She was feeling extreme pleasure from the entire experience. The dildo was continuously pumped in and out in a steady rhythm. The diameter increased to two and a half inches thick thanks to some more of Willow's magic.

Willow reached down and started to tweak Kennedy's clitoris, diddling it with her fingers. After several more minutes, Kennedy was getting close to orgasm. She tensed up and began to shutter, spasm and moan in deep pleasure. Her entire body was thrown into blissful orgasmic sensations. Willow removed the strap-on dildo, leaving it wedged deep in her ass, and lowered her face to
her wife's cunt. She lapped at it, licking up her juices while her orgasm still lasted, using her right hand to shove the dildo in and out still. The orgasm subsided and Kennedy lowered to the mattress and laid on her back looking down at Willow.

"That was the best sex ever," Kennedy exclaimed with a smile.

"That was just the beginning. I have you all night." Willow grinned.

* * *

Even later that night, Buffy and Faith were patrolling in one of Cleveland's graveyards together. Buffy was dressed in tight pink leather pants and a black sweater with a thick leather jacket over it. Faith was dressed very similar, but had on deep blue jeans instead. Each of them had a stake hidden away inside their jackets as a backup weapon. Buffy was carrying the mystical scythe used in the showdown with The First's army last year. Faith had to make due with a normal axe.

The winter in Cleveland that year wasn't as cold as it would normally be in some areas: the Scooby Gang knew it had to be because the Hellmouth was acting up, but they didn't know why it was. Demonic activity was on the rise and it was all they could do to contain it.

"Hold on, I hear something," Faith said. "It's in the ground!" The sound of something burrowed underneath the dirt slithering could be heard getting closer and louder. Buffy and Faith made a dash to the nearest crypt. They knew Celederr was a plant tentacle monster, so they had an idea how it would fight. Once at the crypt, both girls jumped and grabbed the ledge of the roof to try and pull themselves up. Tentacles shot up from the ground and made a grab for their legs, twirling thin light green tentacles around both. Faith decided to make a sacrifice to try and get Buffy free. She let go and spun with her axe, lopping off the tentacles grabbing Buffy's legs. Free, Buffy pulled herself up and stood at the top peering down. She saw more and more tentacles entangling Faith. A portion of the ground beside the crypt was sinking in, creating a spot to pull Faith down into the ground. Faith grabbed a crypt statue and hung on as the tentacles tried pulling her. Tentacles slithered across her ass and wrapped around her from between her butt cheeks, around her hips and down through her crotch area, back through the crease between her butt cheeks, hips and crotch several times. It tightened and pulled. It felt like she had some kind of uber-thong on that was restricting around her tighter and tighter. It sunk between her two cunt lips and butt cheeks over her jeans, prying them both apart lightly. More tentacles wrapped around her breasts several times and pulled, squeezing her big breasts and tugging on them harshly.

"You better hurry and do something, B, this thing's got me!" Faith shouted.

Buffy wasn't sure what to do. More and more tentacles just kept coming from the ground -- it would have been nearly impossible fighting them all off. She would only end up in the same situation as Faith. She didn't have to wonder for too long, fortunately, as she spotted the main body of Celederr off in the distance. It looked like a tall compost heap rooted to the ground with tentacles thrashing all around it. Research Giles did told the two Slayers how to defeat Celederr earlier. Celederr had a critical spot in its main body -- the central nervous focal point. Buffy lunged her scythe, throwing it out, and it flew across several dozen yards of the graveyard, headed straight towards Celederr until it smacked through its husk into that exact critical location. All of its tentacles started vibrating and spasming violently, something Faith surely felt on her ass, cunt and tits. All of the tentacles dropped to the ground lifelessly after a few seconds. Buffy jumped down as Faith started shaking herself loose.

"That was interesting," Buffy said.

"Tell me about it," Faith replied. "That thing kept squeezing my ass and tits. I thought it just ate girls, not grope them beforehand." She managed to free herself from most of the bindings except the tentacles wrapped around her ass. She stood up and shook them off.

"Who can really blame it for coping a feel," Buffy said absent-mindedly, her thoughts pre-occupied with something she was looking at in the distance.

Faith noticed Buffy's choice of words and wanted to prod for more. Buffy hadn't said anything like that for weeks. "I bet you wish you could grope me instead, huh?"

Buffy was just about to answer when her attention was stolen by something else. "Hey, I think I see something." She jogged over to where Celederr's corpse was and Faith followed. There was a soft mound of dirt with a girl's finger sticking out from it. Buffy cleared away the dirt around it, revealing the entire hand of a person that was buried underneath. "Help me get her out."

Faith and Buffy grabbed on to her and pulled with their Slayer strength. The girl rose out of the dirt and was laid down on the soft grass. A hose-looking tentacle was attached to her mouth and her eyes were closed, but she wasn't dead. Buffy pulled the tentacle out of her mouth as Faith cleared the dirt around her eyes. After the tube was pulled out of her throat, the girl thrashed awake, gasping for air with her eyes open wide.

She had time to collect herself before Buffy said, "You're going to be okay. The monster is dead."

"Thank you," the girl said. "Thank you." She couldn't have been more than sixteen years old. Celederr was using her as a source of lifeforce (its food) before it died, slowly digesting her from the inside out. Fortunately Buffy and Faith had saved her before any permanent damage had been done to the young girl, other than the trauma she was dealing with now.

"What's your name?" Faith asked.

"Amanda," the girl replied. "Please, will you take me home?"

Faith said, "Sure, Amanda."

Buffy picked up her scythe and they left to escort Amanda home. The diversion had bought Buffy some more time to avoid confronting her feelings towards Faith, but Faith didn't intend to drop it tonight for long.

* * *

Amanda ran up the stairs to her townhouse and rang the doorbell in earnest several times. It was late at night and her parents were worried sick wondering where their daughter was.

"Do you really want to stick around for this?" Faith quietly asked Buffy.

Buffy said, "Why not? It could be interesting." Regardless of Buffy's choice to stay to meet the parents, both of them stayed at the bottom of the stairs feeling unsure about it.

The light in the house quickly turned on and Amanda's parents rushed to the door. They opened it and accepted their dirt-covered daughter readily into their arms, relieved to see her more-or-less okay. They hugged each other for at least a minute.

"Those two girls saved me!" Amanda explained to her parents.

Her father stood up and walked down the stairs. "Go inside," he called out to his family. They did as he said.

"No thanks is really necessary, we were just doing what we do," Faith said, trying to act like an overly modest champion.

To both Buffy and Faith's surprise, the father just looked at them and said, with a shaky upset voice, "I don't know what you girls were doing, with your gang wars and so on: just keep away from my daughter. I don't care what happened. Here's... two-hundred dollars... do some good with it. Now just go!"

"We don't want your--" Buffy started to say, but Faith snatched the two hundred dollars out of the man's hand.

"Nice doing business with you, pops," Faith said. She walked away with Buffy. The man went back into his home, satisfied that whatever happened wouldn't happen again now that he 'bought protection.'

"I can't believe you took the money," Buffy said.

Faith replied, "The way I see it, that was the best reward anybody's ever offered me. Let him believe whatever fantasy he wants; I got two-hundred dollars out of it, so I'm happy."

"You must be very deprived."

"I'm not going to say no to that much free money, B."

Buffy just dropped it. They walked alone together, more-or-less headed towards their house while looking out for more demons.

Faith eventually brought up the subject about their feelings. "Buffy," she started. "You still have feelings towards me, don't you?"

"What?" Buffy asked surprised. She wasn't sure how to respond. "Of course not," she lied.

Faith wasn't going to stop there. "What's your problem? I know you don't really believe that. Ever since what happened on Christmas night, you've been distant and unwilling to accept your feelings."

"Feelings? I have absolutely no feelings towards you, Faith. You could only wish to be so lucky."

"You don't have to be such a bitch," Faith replied.

"As if you're not?" Buffy retorted. She knew fully well Faith had done nothing wrong, but she wanted to get out of the series of questions by any means necessary. She was afraid not to.

"Sorry, B," Faith said. Buffy was about to accept the apology, when suddenly she felt a needle stab swiftly into her arm. She couldn't react fast enough to stop it before she passed out. Faith had injected tranquilizer into her, and once she passed out, Faith eased her gently to the ground. "A girl's gotta do what she's gotta do." Faith had a plan to get Buffy to admit and accept her feelings again once and for all.

She stuffed the mystical scythe into the back of her pants, then picked Buffy up and proceeded to carry her away.

* * *

Buffy woke up later, opening her eyes tiredly and seeing the wall of a crypt a few yards away. She yawned as she started to wake up slowly. She was in the middle of a rather clean, large open-spaced crypt. Her jacket wasn't on her but she was still clothed. There were shackles attached to both of her arms and legs, holding her arms outstretched high above her head and her legs bound to the floor with almost no slack. What looked like a cloth version of a swing's seat was between her legs, with cords on both ends attached to the ceiling to keep the seat up, supporting Buffy's weight as something to keep her comfortable while she had slept. Faith stood up from a chair and walked to the front of Buffy.

"What are you doing?" Buffy asked, more annoyed than upset.

Faith responded. "On Christmas night, something happened that brought us closer than we had ever been before. I'm going to see if I can make that happen again. You've left me no choice, because all you ever do now is try to avoid the subject and distance yourself."

Buffy sighed. She really didn't have time for this and was getting restless already. "Faith, just let me go and I promise I won't kick your ass."

"Sorry, B. Not gonna happen." Faith moved to kiss her on the lips, but Buffy turned her head away. Faith settled for kissing Buffy on the cheek, her heart slightly saddened that she turned away: but Faith expected and was prepared for it. She took out a small razor-sharp knife and cut the cords that were holding the seat up, allowing the seat to fall to the floor from between Buffy's legs. Faith kicked it out from beneath, sending it landing somewhere next to the other wall. Now Buffy had to stand because the seat was no longer there to sit on.

Buffy tested the restraints, seeing if she could pull out of them, but they barely even allowed her to move her limbs. It was no use trying to get out. She could only resort to threats. "Just imagine what I'll do to you when you let me out. Assuming you ever plan to let me out."

"No worries. This is just a one-night special," Faith explained. "Unless you're into bondage. I could go for that during our sexual romps."

"There's not going to be sexual romps! I don't love you Faith. I never have, okay? I never will."

"Then how do you explain Christmas night?"

Buffy didn't know what to say.

"Thought so," Faith said.

"Look, what happened on Christmas night was just insane. I was so full of mixed emotions, I didn't know how I felt. But I've thought about it after that, rationally and collected, and realized I didn't want to have any kind of relationship with you..."

"That's what we're here to find out." Faith moved the knife to Buffy's sweater and cut the entire front open from one long slit down the middle. The sweater fell open, revealing Buffy's bra-covered breasts to Faith's ogling gaze.

"Victoria's Secret -- nice choice," Faith said, grinning from ear to ear. "We'll see what we can do about that to reveal those succulent tits of yours."

"This so isn't funny," Buffy warned helplessly.

Faith removed the rest of the sweater, cutting open the two sleeves and then getting it to drop to the floor. Except for her breasts, all of the silky smooth skin of Buffy's torso was now exposed. It would have been cold inside if it weren't for the fact that Faith had a fire going in a fireplace across the room. The crypt was, in fact, one used to bury a noble in the past. The family wanted it to be one they could stay comfortably in whenever they came to mourn at the tomb. The tomb itself was down a fleet of stairs. Where Buffy and Faith were now was the crypt's livingroom: but the furniture had long since been removed -- Faith had just brought her own stuff.

Buffy knew there was nothing she could do to stop Faith as she watched her cut away her bra. Faith smiled in delight looking at Buffy's now exposed breasts. She liked what she saw. Buffy couldn't help but blush from knowing Faith was taking in the sight of her exposed breasts and nipples. Faith was speechless as she just stood there and stared at the beautiful objects showing in their full glory.

Faith snapped out of her gaze. "It's only fair I show you mine."

Buffy watched as Faith took her own sweater off, pulling it up over her breasts and head, letting it drop to the floor. Faith had a bra on that showed her cleavage rather generously. She noticed Buffy was taking a good look. With that in mind, she removed the bra, letting Buffy see it all. Not a single inch of her breasts was ignored by Buffy's eyes, roaming across every curve, the fullness and nipples. Faith's breasts were larger than her own.

After watching Buffy stare for at least fifteen seconds, and hearing a soft moan, Faith grinned and said, "Like what you see, do you?"

Buffy blushed deeply and closed her eyes. She was ashamed of herself for having given in to the temptation of looking.

"It's okay," Faith said. "I know you're still getting over that whole stage of denial. Don't worry though: you'll be over that before we're done." She picked up her knife again and removed more of Buffy's clothes, removing her shoes and socks first, then cutting her pants away. To Faith's surprise, Buffy had on a thong. Now Buffy was standing there in shackles, completely naked except for the thong. Faith smiled excitedly and circled around to admire all angles of Buffy's sexy body. From behind, she saw the thin material of the thong disappearing between her full, sexy ass cheeks.

Buffy was blushing a fierce shade of red. She never felt as humiliated in her entire life. She was practically naked, and completely helpless to do anything about it as Faith looked at her all she wanted. Her most intimate private parts were being exposed. The only reason why she didn't struggle anymore is because she trusted Faith, and did love her deep down inside.

"Holy shit!" Faith exclaimed. "I fucking love you! Killer bod', B. Really, it is. Such a tight sexy fucking ass. I can't even wait to expose that cunt of yours." She didn't wait. She cut the thong off swiftly and threw it away along with the knife. Faith crouched down so her face would be level right with Buffy's hairless cunt. She looked at the thick folds of Buffy's cunt lips. The magnificence brought her face closer and closer, until finally she gave Buffy's cunt a deep passionate kiss, the lips of her mouth pressing on to the cunt lips. She positioned her head so that her lips were aligned with
the cunt lips, and kissed them again, swiping her tongue across it inbetween the folds, sucking, and kissing several times. Buffy couldn't help but become slightly aroused and lose some of her blush. It felt really wonderful.

"Mmm. Now that's a kiss," Faith said, pulling away from her cunt and standing back up, an obvious smile on her face. "Now it's your turn to ogle my ass and cunt, bitch."

"What did you call me?" Buffy asked, mildly offended. It was what she needed to help reestablish partial resistance to this conversion attempt.

Faith smiled innocently. "Oops." She clicked her tongue inside her mouth. "Well. Haven't you ever wondered why I call you 'B?' It's short for 'bitch.' Or at least I like to think so." She grinned. To some degree she always had fun playing mind games with Buffy.

This revelation shocked Buffy. Surprisingly, she wasn't really as offended as she could have been though. "With you, that makes perfect sense."

"Let's not let that stop you from seeing my ass," Faith said, wanting to continue.

Buffy didn't really disagree, but rolled her eyes to show disapproval anyway. Secretly she wanted to see more of Faith's body, but didn't want to display how much she wanted it. She waited while faking reluctance.

Despite Buffy's best attempts at faking it, Faith didn't believe for a second that she didn't want to see. She kicked off her shoes first, then stepped a little bit away from Buffy, putting distance between them so Buffy would have a better viewing angle. She pulled the jeans down next, bending over and looking down while she did. It gave Buffy the opportunity to look at Faith's big tits hanging slightly from her being bent over. After a moment she stepped out of the pants, kicked them aside, and rose back up. Faith was only wearing a black g-string now. She turned around to show Buffy the rear view of her body, which clearly showed the thin piece of string disappeared snug between her sexy butt cheeks.

Faith knew Buffy had to be watching, but wasn't going to look behind herself. She wanted Buffy to get a good long look without being afraid to do so. After rocking her hips back and forth a few times as if dancing gently to unheard music, Faith bent over and reached back to pull down the g-string. After stepping out of it, she stayed bent over and used her hands to pry her butt cheeks apart, giving Buffy the perfect view of her anus and cunt.

Faith's extreme beauty made Buffy's arousal increase again. She couldn't help but lick her lips slowly as she took in the sight of Faith's sexy ass cheeks, anus and cunt. What she saw pleased her senses greatly. When a minute had passed, Faith rose back up and turned around. Buffy made no attempt to hide her stares.

"What do you think?" Faith asked.

"You're very beautiful," Buffy said honestly. "But that doesn't mean we should get together."

Annoyed and frustrated, Faith asked, "What are you so afraid of?"

Buffy wouldn't reply.

Faith said, "Okay then, B, you're not leaving me any other choice." She went behind her and cupped one of Buffy's butt cheeks in each hand, starting to grope and play with her ass cheeks. Faith slowly circled the tip of her index finger around Buffy's anus, pressing gently against the opening with a soft amount of pressure, but not enough for the tip of her finger to go inside.

"What are you doing?" Buffy asked with a stern tone of voice.

Faith walked away to get a tall glass cup from a nearby duffel bag. She returned, holding the cup and standing in front of Buffy.

"Hey, that's one of my cups!" Buffy exclaimed. It was one of the cups from the kitchen of her house.

"You don't think I'd use one of my own for what it's about to be used for, do you?" Faith grinned. Buffy only intensified her inquisitive stare. Faith's grin turned into an uneasy, yet excited smile, and she decided to explain what she had planned. "Remember Christmas night? Well, I figure that if shit brought us closer together than ever before, then it can do it again. Only this time there'll be no frickin' vamps to spoil the moment."

Buffy looked in disbelief. "You've gotta be kidding. That's the dumbest plan anyone has ever conceived. Are you stupid by default, or are you only that way with me?"

Faith tried not to take offense from Buffy's insulting reaction. "A girl's gotta do what it takes." She went back behind Buffy and pressed the opening of the cup against her vulva. "Go ahead and pee, girl."

"What are you going to do?" Buffy asked.

"Well, the idea is to get your piss out of the way. Then you're going to shit in my mouth. I love you that much, you know? That's the whole idea."

Buffy sighed and gave up. "Okay, if I do this, will you let me go?"

"Yes," Faith replied sincerely.

"Okay," Buffy said again, confirming she was going to do it. She spread her legs apart slightly and attempted to relax. A moment later, she started to pee as Faith watched her urethra closely from behind. The cup started to fill with urine and stopped when it was a quarter way full. Faith put the glass on the ground to the side, and then resumed watching, only this time she kept her eyes trained on Buffy's anus.

A moment passed as Buffy kept her eyes closed, her face locked in a look of concentration. Her anus began to open and the tip of a turd started to emerge. It was firm, two inches thick and a deep brown color. It was surely going to be large because Buffy ate a lot at the wedding dinner. It slowly came out of her ass. When it was hanging from her butt by about three inches, Faith moved her face closer and opened her mouth wide. She took the tip of the turd into her mouth, closed her lips around the large girth, and began to suck on it gently as she took more and more into her mouth. Buffy pushed more of the turd out, and Faith pressed her mouth closer until her lips were touching Buffy's anus.

"I can't believe you're doing this," Buffy calmly said. Faith's nose was so close to her ass, she could feel the air on her skin from the breathing.

Faith simply moaned in pleasure to respond. She had longed for ages to be so intimate with the woman she loved. Ever since she first saw Buffy, she knew she wanted to be with her forever. She knew things were going to work out if she could get this close. The turd went across her tongue with every inch further it traveled. She could feel every effort and every push Buffy made to give her this. She didn't even gag when it started going down her throat. Seven inches of the turd had come out, several of which were in her throat, and more was still coming. She held her breath, hoping she could swallow the entire thing whole before she would need to breath again. Meanwhile, she slid her tongue across the length, wanting to thoroughly taste what was coming from Buffy's ass. It was a taste that was neither pleasant or unpleasant to her, but the fact that it was something so intimate that came from Buffy made it good.

The last two inches left Buffy's ass and went into Faith's mouth. She struggled to swallow it, working it down with her slayer-enhanced oesophagus until the end traveled down with the rest of it heading straight to her stomach.

"Holy shit," Faith said. "Literally. That was huge. And I swallowed that sucker whole." She shoved her face into Buffy's ass, burying it between her ass cheeks and pressing her lips tightly against her anus. She gave Buffy a deep passionate kiss right there, sucking on her anus, sliding her tongue around it, and then just pushed her tongue deep into her ass.

"Oh..." Buffy moaned. She was starting to get into it. "Mmm..."

Faith grabbed Buffy's hips and held her tightly pressed to her face. Her nose was pressed against the crack of Buffy's ass between the cheeks, the anus was getting a tongue-bath from her, and Buffy's firm plump butt cheeks were closing around her mouth.

"Fuck yes!" Buffy said as she felt Faith's tongue push straight up her rectum. Her body was becoming tense with pleasure, so the shackles she was bound to were being tugged on with her arms and legs from various movements.

Faith moaned and flicked her tongue around inside Buffy's rectum, tasting every inch. Buffy's cunt had become very moist with arousal. The throws of passion increasing exponentially for both girls, Faith decided to bring one hand down and put it over Buffy's vulva, pushing her thumb up her vagina and using her index finger to diddle her clitoris. She pumped her thumb in and out, up and down, in and out. The girls moaned in deep pleasure almost continuously. Faith couldn't get enough of Buffy's ass -- she was definitely liked it a lot. For a brief moment, she removed her mouth from her anus long enough to slide her tongue up and down Buffy's round sexy butt cheeks several times, tasting the two fleshy globes of ass meat. After licking her butt cheeks like a popsicle at least twenty times on each cheek, she went back to Buffy's anus and started to suck and perform anilingus again.

It didn't take much longer before Buffy started thrashing in her shackles, grabbing her own tits and squeezing them roughly, as her entire body tensed and she started her long climax. Her anus spasmed tightly around Faith's tongue and her vagina contracted in spasms along her pumping thumb. The chains of the shackles on her wrists dangled to the ground. The chain links had failed to hold strong when Buffy pulled her arms down to grab her breasts. "Ohh! Unhh!" Her climax eventually ended and Faith removed her mouth and stood up.

"That was so good, B," Faith said. She noticed the arm shackles had broken free, but didn't worry about it.

"Please, Faith, undo these shackles!" There was a tone of urgency in Buffy's voice. She was desperate for more. Faith ran to get the key and returned, undoing all four shackle bands swiftly. Once she was completely free, Buffy wrapped her arms around Faith and hugged her tightly. Their naked bodies pressed together tightly, their tits mashing against each other with the nipples touching. It took less than a second for both girls to have their mouths connected, kissing each other in the deepest kiss ever given. They were absolutely snogging each other, tongues buried deeply in the other's mouth, both of them holding the back of the other's head while sucking earnestly.

"Mmphh," they both moaned together in different intervals.

It wasn't enough. Buffy wanted so much more. All of her passion was suddenly being released. The barrier that prevented her from opening up with Faith had been successfully crushed. Now her only concern was deep, passionate sex. She reluctantly separated from the kiss and moved down, taking one of Faith's big tits into her mouth. She sucked on the soft flesh, taking a portion of it into her mouth and rubbing her tongue against the underside and nipple. Faith bit her lip softly, never taking her eyes off of Buffy for a second.

The blonde goddess moved to the other breast and gave it the same treatment. Then she gave each nipple a loving kiss. She kept her eyes focused on Faith's as she moved even further down. She reached the object of her desire – Faith's juicy cunt. She ran her tongue across it between the lips and all the way from top to bottom. She licked like this several times, until finally she just stopped at the vagina and pushed her tongue inside.

"Mmm!" Faith moaned in pleasure. She grabbed two handfuls of Buffy's long blonde hair and held her face firmly against her cunt. "Unhh..."

Buffy sucked hard and pumped her tongue in deep, tasting the inner depths of the walls of her vagina. She stroked her tongue in and out for a while, before bringing a hand up and inserting her middle finger into Faith's ass. It only seemed appropriate to use her middle finger to fuck Faith's ass. She wasn't slow or gentle -- she just shoved it right up there into her rectum and held it steady for a moment, then began moving it in and out, building up a steady pumping rhythm. After keeping up both the cunnilingus and finger-fucking for a while, Buffy succeeded in throwing Faith over the edge. Her climax was full of grunts and moans.

When it was over, the two girls kissed deeply, then Faith went to get a large furry blanket and pillow, set them on the floor, and both of them wrapped themselves up inside. Both girls were on their sides facing each other with their heads resting on the pillow. Their tits and bodies were snuggly pressed together as well. They were taking a comfortable resting break.

"You're so beautiful and perfect," Buffy said.

Faith smiled. "So are you Gorgeous. I knew that the first day I saw you."

Buffy smiled too. There was silence for a while as they just stared into each other's eyes lovingly.

"There's something I have to ask," Faith said. "Why were you so afraid to let this happen?"

Buffy sighed. "Have you seen my dating record? Every relationship I've ever been in has ended melodramatically in horrible ways. I've loved you too since the first day I saw you, but we lost each other once before during that whole Mayor ordeal. I just can't bare the thought of this ending badly... I thought it would be better if I kept myself distant..."

"Buffy, I'll never leave you," Faith said sincerely. "I'll always love you."

"I'll always love you too," Buffy said. Soon after saying that, both of them began kissing again. Faith never got a chance to tell her that she had planned to shit in her mouth too. It was going to have to wait for another night perhaps. Normal sex was about to commence once again.

* * *

Dawn was inside her and Buffy's home in the livingroom, sitting on the couch and watching TV to pass the time. It was late, precisely one o'clock in the morning, and Dawn could only assume Buffy was still out patrolling with Faith. It wasn't a school day tomorrow, so Dawn was staying up late and watching a late-night horror film. A soft tan blanket was wrapped around her body.

She listened to the characters on the television in the classical movie. "It could be anywhere General," one of the male characters started to explain.

"Where exactly is it?" the General asked.

"Like I said: it could be anywhere."

"You mean it could be right here in this room, maybe right behind us, or right in front of us and we can't even see it?"

"Yes! It could be anywhere."

"Well, that's not something I want to tolerate Colonel. Get your men, find the monster and kill it."

"Yes sir!" The Colonel left the room to do as the General ordered.

The General started going through papers on his desk to read more about the monster. A sudden noise, possibly the monster behind him, made him turn slowly to see. He was sighed in relief when it proved to be nothing. When he turned around back to his desk, his heart jumped and he screamed. The monster was right there in front of him. It was obviously fake to people watching the show, but the General was rightly terrified. The monster jumped on the General and the camera didn't follow them falling to the ground. Screams and tearing of flesh could be heard.

"Oh please, like that's supposed to scare me," Dawn said out loud to herself. "I so expected that."

The Colonel was seen talking to a group of soldiers somewhere else on the military base. "The monster could be anywhere."

"We know that already," Dawn said and yawned. She was falling asleep. It was almost two hours past her regular bed time, and the movie was incredibly dull.

She was suddenly startled and her eyes flew open when she spotted something across the room, something in the shadows. Her heart raced as she stared hard at it, the tiredness draining from her vision so she could properly focus to determine what it was. It was only a brown sweater Buffy had tossed onto the floor earlier. She thought she had seen some kind of tentacle monster because of the long sleeve.

"Okay, maybe the movie has gotten to me a little." She sighed and was relieved.

Screams were heard on the TV combined with gunfire as the monster went on a rampage throughout the base.

A sudden thud on the window to the house made Dawn spin around and stare at it. The curtain was open and only pitch black could be seen in the night outside. She was really starting to get freaked out. Windows open at night like that contributed to more nightmares than she could remember. She didn't know what could have been lurking in the darkness outside. She stared for at least two full minutes until she rationalized it was nothing.

The movie was quiet and eerie again. Dawn was now almost holding her breath as she watched. Even though she didn't want to admit it, she had really gotten into the movie. Her eyes transfixed to the screen intently. A few minutes passed until a scene was playing where the monster was creeping slowly into a room behind some soldiers on guard duty.

Dawn suddenly let out a gut-wrenching scream when she saw dozens of tremendously long and thick vile tentacles extended halfway across the room towards her, reaching out for her from the window she had stared at only a moment ago. Each tentacle had a large vein along the bottom of their length, a bulbous engorged cock head at the end, and was shaped a lot like a human penis.

Dawn jumped in her seat as her eyes suddenly opened and she woke up in a cold sweat. She instantly turned her head to look at the window, and saw that the window was still closed and there were no tentacles. She sighed in relief, letting her heart begin to slow down as she realized she had fallen asleep. It was only a dream she thought.

The movie was still playing on television. She looked at the clock and it read two thirty-two. 'It's probably a good idea to stop watching this and go to bed,' Dawn thought to herself. She reached for the remote without looking. Her hand landed on something round, hard but fleshy, and very warm. She slowly turned her head, afraid to look to see what it was. After all of the scares she had gone through already for the night, she really wasn't eager to be scared again. Her eyes stopped on what it was she had her hand on. When the tentacle cock she was holding in her hand spasmed, she immediately let go and closed her eyes.

She kept repeating to herself slowly, "It's not real... It's not real... It's not real..." What she didn't realize is that all of the other glimpses she previously had were just as real as this. A tentacle had briefly been exactly where the sweater was. Tentacles really were formerly outstretched towards her coming from the window -- but she had passed out from the sheer terror of the sight when she hadn't breathed for too long.

When the tentacles started wrapping around her waist, arms and legs, she opened her eyes and was convinced that it was, in fact, very real. Dozens of large tentacle cocks came hovering into the livingroom from both archways on each side of the room. The window opened again and even more tentacles came in reaching for her. More tentacles were already behind her, in front of her and on both sides. Dawn's screams overlapped the ones coming from the movie.

Dozens of large tentacles could be seen snaking around the house on the outside walls. They were coming out of the ground all around the house. The main body they were attached to was a large scrotum sack with two massive testicles, deep underground in a hellmouth cavern below. The girth of the tentacles got larger and thicker with every inch closer to the main body they were. The cock heads at the end of the tentacles were two and a half inches in diameter.

The tentacles pulled Dawn off the couch and moved her to the middle of the room hovering over the floor. As she screamed, a tentacle came in front of her face and swiftly pushed itself into her wide-open mouth. The cock head had the bottom bathed by her tongue as it slid across it. Her muffled screams sent wonderful vibrations into the sensitive nerves in its cock head. It pushed in more, unsatisfied with just the head of its cock-tentacle being pleasured. The tip of the head bumped into the entrance to her throat. She gagged on reflex at the intrusion to her throat. It pushed its cock deeper, wedging its meaty head into her throat, feeling her throat milk it from her gagging. It thanked her for the sensation by dripping some creamy cum into her oesophagus.

Dawn's body jerked and she tried to pull her arms and legs free, but the tentacles were far too strong and had a perfect grip around her. Her shirt was torn apart by some tentacles that had snaked underneath it and pulled outwards. The same thing soon happened to her pants. She was left naked only wearing a bra and thong. Tentacles snaked around her breasts and rubbed all around them. The bra was soon plucked free and it fell to the floor. A cock head wedged itself between her butt cheeks and thrust against her thong-covered anus. The thin piece of thong was pushed into her butt along with the massive meaty head behind it. Her anus spasmed and clenched on the shaft uncontrollably. The strap that was between her butt cheeks was stuffed completely into her rectum after the fabric tore, while the meat traveled deeper and deeper into her tight sexy ass.

The rest of the thong was removed by two tentacles snapping the waistband apart. Another tentacle stroked its head across the lips of her cunt. Dawn moaned in agony around the cock in her mouth. Tears streamed down her face. She already had her mouth and rectum full of cock meat, and now a third one was threatening to fill her vagina as well. It did exactly as she expected would happen -- the tentacle pressed itself against the opening to her vagina and slowly slid right in. Her ass and vagina were tight and completely virgin, but she had at least lost her hymen long ago through masturbation. It saved her from some additional pain she would have otherwise had to bare.

Additional cocks snaked around her butt cheeks and squeezed them. The ones around her tits squeezed as well. The cocks in all three of her holes started to pump in and out. When the cock in her mouth pulled out of her throat, she was able to breath again for a short moment through her nose before the cock thrust back down. The one in her ass thrust up all the way deep into her colon as the one in her cunt kept thudding against her cervix. They jerked and kept thrusting violently, as if she was a piece of meat to be used solely for its pleasure.

They pumped into her body faster and faster, to the point where each of the tentacles were tensing up and starting to quiver and jerk unexpectedly. Several cock heads from more tentacles waved in front of her face, over her head, and all over around the rest of her body. A final weak scream sending vibrations into the cock in her mouth was enough to throw all of the cocks into climax. Every cock started to spit cum out in powerful bursts. Strands of gloppy cum were pumped directly down her throat, and on her tongue every time the cock pulled back out of her throat before thrusting forward again. The one in her ass pumped cum and jerked violently, sending large strands of hot cum deep into the bowels of her ass. Her cervix was a bullseye for several gloppy strands of seed that were launched in her cunt, all of the strands smacking into it and filling her vagina. Semen leaked out from her vagina and oozed down the cock tentacle pumping her cunt. The cocks around her face spat out powerful jets of creamy cum that splattered all over her face, covering her wide-open terrified eyes instantly, her cheeks, forehead, eyebrows, nose and chin. Her entire head was covered rapidly by all the cocks hovering around it. Her hair became and oozing mess full of hot thick white seed, much how a soaked mop would be like. There was so much cum being pumped down into her belly from the one in her throat, and so much being pumped into her ass, that she thought she was going to burst. Her abdomen was slowly beginning to distend as her body was filled with cum. She could barely breath because glops of goo kept being spat onto her nose. She had no choice but to inhale some cum, but at least got enough air in the process. The tentacles around her tits and ass, and the ones hovering over the rest of her body began to spray cum too. By the time the monster's ejaculation was finished, Dawn was covered from head to toe in thick white creamy cum. Her belly was distended by about an inch. And she thought she was never going to get the taste out of her tongue. Cum was oozing all over the room and her body, having been sprayed all over the furniture and floor too, either by accident, or because it flowed down her body in rivers during the ejaculation as more and more was packed onto her skin.

The creature kept pumping into her body. It wasn't about to stop screwing this prime piece of ass, and it was capable of having ten orgasms in a row before finally needing to rest. It fully intended to screw her all night, but something made it suddenly pull out and leave. It left as quickly as it came. Dawn was left on the floor in a thick pile of cum, not even trying to move even though she was still alive. The cum that had been pumped into her body was so thick, it was barely seeping out even though the cocks had been removed.

* * *

Around five in the morning, Buffy and Faith came into the house, laughing at a joke and full of smiles. They both noticed the cum-covered room to the left and their happy moods vanished into a serious concerned one.

"What the Hell?" Faith asked. "That looks as if some big fucking thing used your livingroom as a condom and dumped a load of cum in it."

They didn't even notice a cum-covered Dawn laying on the floor until she moaned in agony: she was that well blended-in with the rest of the cum-covered environment.

"Oh my God!" Buffy shouted. She and Faith hurried over to Dawn to see if she was okay. "What happened? Are you okay?"

Dawn explained what happened and then stated, "I need a bath... Oohhh..." She rubbed her distended abdomen.

Buffy picked Dawn up even though the cum instantly smeared onto her own body, and carried her to the bathroom, where she gently lowered Dawn into the tub and started the shower to spray warm water. The semen started to wash away. Faith brought over two sponges and handed one to Buffy. They both used one to rub across Dawn's body, wiping the cum away. They didn't even know Dawn was completely naked until enough cum had come off her body. The last thing on Dawn's mind was humility, so she didn't mind when Faith and Buffy washed her breasts, vulva and butt. They cleaned every inch of her body for over two hours, making sure not a single trace of cum was left on her skin or in her hair. She brushed her teeth at least ten times to clean her mouth. After sitting on the toilet and pooping out cum for about thirty minutes, she was finally done. There was still a lot of cum left in her bowels, intestines and stomach though, that just wouldn't come out. Her stomach at least wasn't distended anymore.

They brought her to Willow and Kennedy's place to stay and get some sleep. All five girls hadn't had any sleep yet. Willow and Kennedy had just finished having sex and were about to go to sleep, but then they showed up. Buffy and Faith left to go see if they could find the monster that raped Dawn.

As the three girls (Willow, Kennedy and Dawn) went upstairs, Dawn asked, "Do you mind if I sleep with you guys? Please?"

Willow answered in the hallway at the top of the stairs. "You don't even have to ask, sweetie."

The three of them snuggled into bed together. At Dawn's request, she had gone in the middle between them. After Kennedy asked if Dawn would mind if she held hands with Willow while reaching over her, and Dawn said 'okay', that quickly lead to some group cuddling between all three of them. Dawn was scared and felt better with all three of them close together and holding each other.

* * *

It was late in the afternoon when Kennedy and Willow finally got up. Willow went in the shower upstairs, while Kennedy went to check on Dawn real fast before joining her wife. She was still wearing pajamas. Usually she slept naked with Willow, but it wasn't possible with Dawn there. Dawn had already gotten up a few minutes earlier. Kennedy went downstairs and found her at the kitchen table eating some cereal.

Kennedy was slightly surprised by what she saw. The only milk in the fridge had come from her own breasts, and now Dawn was eating a cereal using it. Of course Dawn was oblivious to the fact that it wasn't cow milk.

"How you feeling kiddo?" Kennedy asked.

Dawn would have normally put up a defense to being called 'kiddo,' but she knew Kennedy was only being nice. She didn't want to think about what happened last night though. "This milk tastes a little strange you know," she said.

Kennedy made up an excuse. "Yeah, it's uh, one-point-five percent milk: me and Willow buy and dump bags of milk into cartons sometimes."

"One-point-five percent? Never knew they had that." Dawn bought the excuse.

"How do you like it?" Kennedy asked, smiling innocently with naughty thoughts in her mind.

Dawn replied, "It's unusual, but very good," before putting another scoop of cereal in her mouth. It was the last of the cereal before just a bowl of milk was left. It was cheerios, so the milk was largely preserved in its original taste and appearance. Dawn brought the bowl up to her mouth and slowly drank Kennedy's breast milk as she watched. Kennedy kept smiling softly, filled with a sense of pride as she watched Buffy's little sister swallow the milk that had come from her tits just hours ago. The milk ran over Dawn's tongue and she enjoyed the taste, gulping it down, until finally the bowl was empty and all of the milk had been consumed by the young girl.

"I just may have to always keep that in stock for when you come over," Kennedy said with a pleased look on her face. "You really like it."

Dawn lowered the bowl and smiled. "It sure beats tentacle cum." She rubbed her abdomen, aware that the thick semen and sperm from the tentacle cocks was still deep in her belly and being digested. Dawn's smile became uneasy until it faded into a frown, as she began thinking about what happened again.

Kennedy went to the fridge and took out the carton of milk. She poured Dawn a glass of the last amount of the breast milk that was in the carton. "Here you go," she said. "We'll take care of you. If it comes back, Willow and I will make sure every inch of it is slain before it touches you."

"Thank you," Dawn said, not sure what else to say. She felt safe with her two close friends, especially because both of them very powerful.

Kennedy needed to get going to start her day. "Listen," she said politely, "I'm going to go shower with Willow. When we're done, we'll both come down and the three of us will play Monopoly. How does that sound?"

"That sounds good..."