Rating: Very NC17!
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mentioned in this story and gain no monetary profit from it.
Willow and Buffy are feeling guilty about their fake gift and are concerned
they haven't heard from Xander in days. When they check on him, they
find him with Spike. In shock, they decide to do a real spell to give their
friend his hearts desire, hoping he will dump Spike.
Warning: This story is a pointless, spornographic bit of fantasy, fluff and
sex. The author does NOT endorse the bizarre sexual techniques or
situations this story contains. (O.k., some of them are......never mind)
As always, full credit to the talented Petxnd who puts wonderful visuals to
my words and brings the stories alive.
"Oh, hell. Pet. So are you saying you wouldn't be opposed to a little of the
down and dirty with my Lion laying some tail to your dear sweet Dorothy?
Sort of a pink instead of a stink situation?"
Xander wrinkled his nose at Spike's crude, but accurate assesment.
"Actually, Spike, Buffy told me once that the best thing about have a pussy
is that you have it, you give it away, and you still have it. It is the gift that
keeps on giving. I think now I understand."
Xander wriggled his soft, petite, feminine flesh up against the vampire's
full, thick coat of fur. It felt glorious against the bare skin of Xander's
newly transformed body and he was anxious to see how it would feel
as it slid and stimulated his brand new clit.
A clit that was already beginning to throb curiously.
Reaching around the animal's body, Xander grabbed hold of the tail as it
whipped and switched in all directions. Sliding her hand up it's length,
she tugged it sharply. Spike's breath hitched. It was an amazing feel
of stimulation that tingled from the fuzzy tip back to the root which was
just inches from his winking hole.
"Yeah, Xan, oh, Bloody hell!"
Spike wrapped his huge paws around the small girly figure as her other
hand slid down between them and gripped the very human cock that was
now growing and raising away from the lion's body. With her two hands
working together, Xander stroked both of Spike's appendages simultaneously,
all the time humping and pressing her sweet, innocent form against him.
Spike's head flopped back and his eyes rolled up at the intensity of the double
stimulation. Gasping and struggling to maintain some control, his feline side
took over and he let out a loud, ear splitting yowl of frustration.
He knew he sounded pathetic and couldn't care less.
As wonderful as the hand jobs were, Spike wanted more. He had been
promised more. After all, what the hell was the point of having a pussy
if you didn't share it with your best friend.
Quickly, his paws started slapping at Xander's hands.
"No, stop, I want to fuck you. I want to cum with my cock rammed
up in your snatch and my tail between your legs."
Xander grinned, shimmying her shoulders and rubbing her breasts
firmly against the lion's chest.
"You will. I want that too, but we need to do it when we find the Wizard.
It's the only way to get home."
Spike could feel his need rise even higher as his cock grew impossibly
hard and his balls threatened to draw up. He immediately started dancing
back and forth on his big lions feet.
"Both. We can do both, Love. Please. Let me see your pussy. Let
me taste it and smell it. I need to shove my cock deep inside you."
Spike was now prancing restlessly as his whiskers twitched.
Xander ached. He could feel the warm juices wetting the lining of
his new channel, lubricating itself in preparation for a large, rock hard
vampire cock to shove it's way inside.
He remembered how wet Anya would get when he fingered her.
Sometimes he would spread her legs wide open and hold them apart
as he ate her out just to watch her squirt when she contracted and
came onto his face.
The woman could shoot like a garden hose.
He couldn't wait for that to be Spike. To feel that rough, sandpaper
cat's tongue raking across the sensitive nub above his opening. He
longed for the touch between his thighs.
Although the paws may be a challenge.
He could hear the desperation in Spike's voice. The vampire's need
to fuck was urgent.
He wanted it too, maybe more than Spike, but he knew better. He knew
what Spike had yet to realize. Quickly, in order to stop this torture for
both of them, Xander stroked harder. Faster. And leaning down, bit
Spike on the ear before whispering,
"There can only be one first time, Spike."
Spike snapped back, searching Xander face for understanding.
"Holy, fuck! Are you saying......?"
"That's right, big guy, this little body is a virgin saving itself for a certain
vampire lion to break her cherry."
Spike's whole body went rigid as he jerked forward spilling string after
string of cool, white cum over Xander's hand and staining the front of her
checkered cotton skirt like a Monica Lewinski original.
Xander smiled, releasing her grip on the long, furry tail and holding the
shrinking dick gently in the palm of her hand lovingly. She tried her
best to ignore the unfinished, nagging feeling of need that itched inside
her own body.
Buffy said once that that was why God invented vibrators.
Spike nodded his lion's head with a doppy, happy grin. His snout and
whiskers twitched in satisfaction as he waited for the buzzing in his
ears and the cloudy vision over his eyes to clear.
"Yeaaah. Lots better."
Xander shook the spunk from her hands then decided, what the hell, and
reached over, wiping her fingers off on the furry body of her satisfied
companion. Spike frowned but considering he got off and she didn't,
decided now might not be the time to bitch.
"Well, if your legs are steady enough, can we go now?"
Spike snickered and did a little dance.
"Steady as she goes, Love. So, 'We're off to see the Wizard, the wonderful
Wizard of Oz. If ever, oh, ever.........."
"Shut up, Spike."
"Will do, Pet."
Basket in hand and arm in arm, the two companion's feet again found the
smooth, cool surface of the yellow brick road and off they went. Their
step was quicker now as each knew instinctively that the time for this
strange night needed to come to an end.
Xander glanced over at Spike and his heart warmed. Even in the odd
shape the vampire was in, Xander knew he was the love of his life.
A small frown wrinkled Dorothy/Xander's well plucked eyebrows as he
tried to wonder how that would work.
Xander did NOT want to be a vampire and Spike couldn't be human.
If they stayed together, Xander would get older, weaker, and if his
parents were any indication, a huge ass would appear.
Suddenly, an amazing revelation came to him and he sucked in
If the Wizard could get them home, surely he was powerful enough
to solve the simple problem of a human who loved a vampire.
It was the opportunity of his lifetime. Maybe this was the real
reason for all this wish business. Maybe this is his true birthday
present. The chance for a future with his very own demon.
With renewed excitement, Xander grabbed Spike's paw and
pulled. They both broke into a dead run.
"Come on, you slow poke. Hurry. We need to see the Wizard NOW!"
Spike's picked up on Xander's energy and with a whoop and a
holler, his tail sprang up and off they went.