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Prologue
Buffy Summers was busy patrolling through one of Sunnydale's many cemeteries, she had already staked six vampires that evening and was about to call it a night. Walking towards the entrance of the cemetery she noticed something move by one of the larger crypts.
'Let's check it out and see if I can make it seven dusted vamps this evening.' Buffy decided while sneaking towards the crypt.
"Here vampy, vampy. Come and get it!" she called out while rounding the corner of the crypt; suddenly coming face to face with the figure she was stalking. Instead of a vampire though, she was faced with an eight feet tall, green slimy monster; with green glowing eyes and a sort of round mouth that looked like a hole with teeth.
"Ouch! You must be last year's winner in Sunnydale's ugliest monster competition." Buffy quipped while taking a step backwards. "I don't suppose you are willing to leave peacefully, so I can go home and prepare for my history test tomorrow and you can prepare for this year's ugliest monster competition?"
"GROAAAR!!" roared the beast while striking towards her with a big, clawed paw.
Buffy quickly ducked; barely escaping the claw, "Hmmm, I'm going to assume that means a big fat NO?" the blonde commented. "Well "Groaaar" to you too, buddy!"
Leaping forward, she kicked hard into the monster's (supposed) stomach, which seemed to have little effect on the green creature since it immediately backhanded her with its paw, throwing her a good ten feet backwards. Quickly jumping up, she proceeded to unleash a series of kicks & punches upon the beast; who staggered back slightly under the onslaught but managed to give another quick strike with its clawed paw. Buffy ducked and grabbed the paw that was coming towards her, using a combination of her slayer-strength and the force of the monster's own strike; she managed to lift the creature off the ground, over her back and against the crypt wall. Seeing the monster lying dazed on its back, Buffy pulled out a stake and jumped onto the beast. Who --with an unexpected speed for a creature that size-- drew up a leg and kicked her in the stomach, throwing her back. Then the green monster let out another big roar and jumped back on its feet, quickly running towards Buffy who was just standing up herself.
"Damn! So this is going to be one of THOSE days again!" she muttered as she watched the creature rush towards her.
She punched the approaching monster hard in the face, who bellowed loudly and grabbed her in a tight bear hug. Buffy felt the air leaving her lungs as the beast crushed her against its chest with an enormous strength. Struggling, she managed to free her arm that was still holding the stake and quickly stabbed it into the creature's left eye. It let out a cry of pain and released her. Buffy stumbled backwards and looked up at the monster. The creature let out a screech and suddenly a fountain of green slime came from its mouth: spewing on Buffy's face and her chest. Blinded by the slime she quickly leaped backwards and started to wipe the slime from her eyes.
"Ewww, he slimed me!!" Cautious for another attack she looked up and was relieved to see the green monster running away.
"Great," she sighed. "Couldn't he have run away BEFORE spewing slime all over my face and clothes!"
Pulling a handkerchief from her pocket, she began wiping away the slime as best as she could� Then she suddenly noticed a strange sensation on the parts of skin that had been covered with the slime, and let out a second sigh. 'I better report this to Giles; maybe this slime has some kind of weird side effect. If that's the case I better find out sooner then later� like suddenly turning green in the middle of class tomorrow. That would be just what I needed to make my rep as the school's freak complete!'
She proceeded to walk home, meanwhile contemplating the unfairness of it all and feeling very sorry for herself. 'If it isn't enough that I have to spend my --probably very short-- life hunting vampires� or that my boyfriend turned into a psycho-killer after I had sex with him; I also get slimed and almost killed by a big green ugly monster� Ohhh, the joys of being a Slayer�' As she passed the Bronze, Buffy felt a twinge of jealousy as she thought about all the girls and boys her age having a great time inside while she had to be busy outside: trying to make Sunnydale a safer place to live in.
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Part 1:
Looking at the Bronze, Buffy saw Cordelia Chase coming out with some of her friends. While gazing at the beautiful, well-dressed brunette, she recalled how much her life used to be like Cordelia's until she became the Slayer. 'I really wish Cordelia and I could be friends, she can actually be kinda fun if she isn't worrying about her clothes and/or reputation at the time.'
When Buffy came to Sunnydale High for the first time she and Cordelia almost became friends but her hanging out with persons far below Cordelia's social standing (Xander and Willow to be precise) soon put a stop to that� and almost staking Cordelia the very same day, didn't help much either.
On the other hand, she had saved the cheerleader's life several times� that should count for something, shouldn't it? Things hadn't become any simpler lately, because she kept having erotic dreams about Cordelia; they had started a few months after she had come to Sunnydale and she kept having them on a regular basis� it was really starting to bother her! Sure, she had erotic dreams about classmates before, so that didn't bother her. For example, she also had some definite erotic dreams about Willow, so the fact that she was dreaming about a girl didn't matter much either. But at least she LIKED the other people she was dreaming about� but Cordelia Chase?! Sure: the cheerleader was unquestionably beautiful and gorgeous, and somehow always managed to look her best, but she was also an elitist bitch with about as much tact and sensitivity as a stampeding herd of buffalos.
Sighing loudly, Buffy contemplated her mixed feelings for Cordelia: sometimes she wanted to kiss the girl but most of the time she wanted to kick her -gorgeous- ass after yet another putdown against Willow, Xander or herself. While looking at and thinking about Cordelia, she suddenly felt a tingling sensation coming from the slime on her skin.
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Talking animatedly with her (once again) friends, Cordelia Chase walked out of the Bronze. She felt great; with the use of some handy manipulation and gossip she managed to drag that little usurper Harmony down below her in the Sunnydale High social order (where that wannabe belonged) thereby reinstating herself once again as reigning social queen of Sunnydale High (it's a dirty job but someone's got to do it). After that it wasn't very hard to get Aura and her other friends back inline.
Having just ended a successful night of teasing boys and putting down some girls (that will teach those little bitches not to make fun of Cordelia Chase! Even if she's dating a social nobody like Xander Harris at the time) she now finally felt like she had recovered fully from the social downfall of dating Xander Lavelle (can you believe it!) Harris.
"Well, time to go home and get some sleep. I can't be expected to look this good without getting at least 8 hours sleep." Cordelia commented to her friends while saying goodbye to them.
"Goodnight, Cordy! I'll see you tomorrow at school. It was great to go bronzing with the whole group again, I really missed this." Aura said while waving goodbye and walking with Amber to her car.
"Yeah, Cordy," Harmony spoke hesitantly. "It's nice to go out together again� Well, goodnight."
"Goodnight, Harm� Oh, and by the way?" Cordelia said; raising an eyebrow and shooting a pointed look at Harmony's white pumps. "Never, ever, wear white shoes after Labour Day, hon."
Smirking as a red-faced Harmony walked away with the proverbial tail between her legs, Cordelia turned to walk to her car when she suddenly spotted Buffy on the other side of the street looking at her.
Being the fashion obsessive person that she is, Cordelia immediately noticed Buffy rather rumbled appearance (which she considered to be a really polite description for someone who's wearing torn clothes and is covered in some kind of goo). At first she felt concern for the girl who obviously had been in a rough fight, but that was quickly replaced with a feeling of anger and a touch of jealousy.
She couldn't help but feel that most of the problems she had to face the last couple of years were all because of Buffy Summers� hadn't the attacks on her life started when Buffy appeared? And wasn't her social fall caused because she had been foolish enough to date Xander Harris, which she never would have done if he hadn't been hanging around with Buffy Summers (only because of his association with Buffy had he become worthy of her attention). Yep, Buffy was to blame for most of the misfortune that had befallen her lately and now was a good opportunity to get back at her� Narrowing her eyes at her target, she started walking towards the Slayer.
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Buffy was shaken out of her musings about Cordelia when she suddenly saw the subject of her thoughts walking towards her. The brunette cheerleader walked right up to her, standing very close.
"Dear, oh dear, oh dear�" Cordelia mockingly muttered as she raked her gaze up and down Buffy's body with her patented bitchy "take no prisoners" look.
A smirk appeared on the cheerleader's lips. "Well Buffy, as outfits go, this is even sad by YOUR standards!" Cordelia observed, as her smirk grew bigger by the second. "Torn halter-top and mini skirt; obviously aiming for the "skanky-ho, going through bad times" look, combined with a pair of black sneakers which don't even match the rest of your white-trash outfit� and to complete it all: a topping of "green slime ala big loser". On a scale from 1 to 10, I'm gonna have to give this outfit a -6."
The tingling sensation from the green slime suddenly increased, as did Buffy's anger and frustration. What the Hell is Cordelia's problem?! She'd saved the cheerleader's life several times and tried her best to become friends, and in return Cordelia insulted and shunned her! She also suspected the cheerleader had spread some vicious rumours about her shortly after she came to Sunnydale. Well, she had taken more then enough of Cordelia's crap!
Not seeing the dangerous glint in Buffy's eyes, Cordelia --who felt she was on a roll tonight-- continued her verbal attack. "So what's next? Wearing a big purple moo-moo, a pair of plastic slippers and then covering yourself in garlic sauce? I never thought I would say this� to anyone! But I think you just surpassed Willow in the bad taste outfits department and if that isn't bad enough, you--"
Cordelia's speech was abruptly interrupted by Buffy grabbing the front of Cordy's --very expensive Gucci-- dress. "That's it!" Buffy growled, "even though I saved your life more times that I can count, you constantly insult me any chance you get, and now you also insult Willow!?" Pulling Cordelia closer, she continued, "I've had it with your insults, you spoiled brat! I want to hear two apologies right now; one for insulting Willow and one for insulting me and after that I want to hear a polite "thank you for saving my life so many times, Buffy" from you!"
Cordelia, though initially a bit shocked by Buffy's reaction, quickly recovered. "Well Buffy, it seems that living on the Hellmouth can be handy on at least some occasions, such as this one."
"And why is that?" the Slayer inquired.
After removing Buffy's hands and carefully inspecting her dress for any damage, Cordelia looked up and continued, "Because now it won't be so hard for you to find out when it's freezing in Hell, at which time I will apologize to you and Willow!"
Buffy folded her arms in front of her and shot the cheerleader a little smirk. "Nice one Cordy, but you ARE going to apologize� right now!"
"And if I don't?" Cordelia replied while taking a nail file out of her purse. Shooting Buffy a haughty look, she calmly started to work on her nails.
Taking in Cordelia's nail-filing activities through narrowed eyes, Buffy said, "And if you don't� I'm going to take you into that alley over there, put you over my knee and spank your little Gucci-clad ass until you do!"
At that point, unnoticed by the bickering women, the last bits of green slime on Buffy's skin glowed and disappeared.
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Halting her nail filing for the moment, Cordelia looked at Buffy with a mixture of shock, surprise and disbelief. "You're bluffing!" she replied in a challenging tone of voice.
Flashing the cheerleader a toothy grin, Buffy said, "I was so hoping you would say that, Cordy."
The next thing Cordelia knew, she was draped across Buffy's shoulders and taken into the alley.
The young slayer lifted the brunette from her shoulder and sat down on a garbage can. As she draped the pretty cheerleader across her lap, Cordelia finally recovered from her shocked silence and shrieked in indignation. "Let me go this instant, you bottled-blonde freak!"
Buffy listened to the agitated woman's ranting for a moment and shook her head in disbelief. "You REALLY should learn when to keep your mouth shut, Cordy."
Raising the girl's skirt, an aroused and angry Buffy revealed the cheerleader's perfect, round globes, which were separated by a small thong. "Nice thong, Cordelia!" she grinned.
"What the Hell do you think you're doing, you perverted little vampire floozy?!" Cordelia cried out as she tried (in vain) to wrestle out of the Slayer's grip.
Narrowing her eyes at her intended target, Buffy replied, "Something I should have done a long time ago!" and let her hand crash down on the invitingly, uplifted buttocks.
SMACK!!!
"Yowww!!" the cheerleader cried out in shock.
"This is going to hurt you more then me." Buffy quipped.
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
"OW!! Stop it, you little bitch!"
Licking her lips as she studied the --now pink-- globes with a hungry look, Buffy started Cordelia's spanking in earnest, letting down a swift volley of spanks.
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
"Ow! Ow! Ow! Owwwww!!!"
"Perhaps this will teach you to be a bit more kinder and tactful in the future!" Buffy chastised the young woman as she continued the punishment.
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
"Yoooowwwww!!!!!"
"And not treat your fellow classmates like dirt!"
SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACCK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACCK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!
*****
SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACCK!!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!
"Well? How about it, Cordy?" Buffy asked the now sobbing brunette.
"I-I'm s-sorry," Cordelia sniffed, as she hung limply across the young blonde's lap.
"And?"
"A-and I apologize for my behaviour towards you and Willow." She quickly added.
"That's better!" Buffy said with a satisfied voice. She allowed the chastised cheerleader to crawl off her lap.
Standing up, Cordelia quickly rubbed her red butt-cheeks while giving Buffy a chagrined yet apprehensive look.
Buffy issued the annoyed brunette a pleased look. "I hope you learned your lesson, Cordy?"
"Yes, I have�" Cordelia pulled her dress down and straightened it in the most dignified manner she could manage after just receiving a bare bottomed spanking like a naughty 8 year old.
Having composed herself, Cordelia's usual haughty expression returned to her face and she raised a questioning eyebrow at Buffy. "Are you quite finished with me now?"
Buffy grinned and gave her a "with-my-leave" gesture.
Cordelia turned and gingerly walked away. As she reached the end of the alley she turned back and shouted, "The lesson I learned was: do not give fashion tips to trailer-trash when you're still within their reach!" Having said this, she quickly ran away.
For a few moments, Buffy sat as frozen; astounded that Cordelia had the nerve to insult her again, right after the spanking she just got! Recovering from the shock, she swiftly leapt up and ran after Cordelia, utilizing her Slayer-speed.
Running out of the alley, she sprinted towards Cordelia's car and was just in time�
*****
� to see Cordelia flip her the bird as she drove away.
Buffy couldn't help be somewhat impressed by the brunette's daring� there weren't a whole lot of people who would have the guts to insult an angry Slayer AND flip her off.
A feral smile appeared on the Slayer's face as she watched the "Queen C" mobile disappear in the distance. 'I guess Cordelia still needs to be taught a few lessons� Which I'll be more then happy to teach her!' Buffy silently considered. 'And perhaps while I'm providing Cordelia with some much needed discipline, I will have the opportunity to make some of the dreams I've been having true. After all, she still owes me for saving her life� and letting me play with those nice big tits of hers, seems like a small price to pay.'
Feeling a lot more cheerful then she did twenty minutes ago, Buffy started walking home� Whistling a jaunty tune while happily fantasizing about having her way with Cordelia's gorgeous body.
Absentmindedly she decided that tomorrow was soon enough to tell Giles about the slime monster� after all, if she feels this good, what could possibly be wrong?
*****
Part 2:
Stepping from beneath the arch that marked the entrance to Sunnydale High, Cordelia Chase gazed around: taking in the grounds of the Sunnydale High school like a queen looking over her domain. Royally striding forwards she used a sharp look to send the nerds, geeks and other riffraff scurrying from her path (she didn't use her patented level 10 intensity look of course; she only used that look on those she considered worthy of it). Occasionally a particularly brave (or ignorant) passer-by would be belatedly in clearing the path for her. That foolish person would then be send off with the appropriate snide remark or nasty putdown.
With an indulgent smile, Cordelia accepted the awed and worshipful looks of the other students while making her way to the school building; softly humming Meredith Brooks' Bitch song as she walked along.
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
Then Cordelia-ing the chorus somewhat:
She's a bitch, He's a pover
I am rich� and I love it!
Gwyneth is thin; I am thinner�
As she neared the school building (leaving several distraught students in her wake) Harmony, Aura and the other joined her� and together they entered the halls of Sunnydale High.
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"Hey, Cordy! Wait up!"
Turning her head, Cordelia noticed Scott Pullman trying to catch up with her. 'How about that� If it isn't Scott "I can't date you because you dated Xander Harris" Pullman. I wonder what he wants now!'
"Hello, Cordelia!" he gave her an adoring look, reminding her of her pre-Xander days. Pretending she didn't hear him, she calmly continued her conversation with Aura.
"Uhm," he finally continued, puzzled by the brunette's lack of response. "I was wondering� if perhaps you wanted to go out tonight? Seeing that it's Friday and all?"
Pretending to suddenly notice him, she looked towards him and quickly recoiled. "Oh. My. God!"
"What?! What is it?" the boy loudly exclaimed while looking around him, trying to figure out what caused her strange reaction.
"Those bulgy 10-sizes-too-big jeans are SO incredibly out that it isn't even funny anymore! You may as well put on 10-sizes-too-big shoes, stick a tomato on your nose and change your name to Bozo!"
Several students who were listening in on their conversation laughed as Scott's face turned to the colour of a tomato. "I-I-I�" he stuttered, trying to come up with a biting comeback.
"Scoot, Scott!" the cheerleader called out, while making shooing motions with her hands and issuing the embarrassed teen a look of utter disgust. "Get away from me before my expensive designer outfit somehow gets infected by your second-hand Wal-Mart pants!"
'Another one bites the dust!' Cordelia thought satisfied while watching Scott scamper away like the stepped-on little bug that he is, looking several inches shorter then before.
Issuing her audience a regal look, Cordy haughtily turned around and resumed her way --her flock respectfully trailing behind her.
*****
"Still, that was Scott Pullman," one of her sheep intoned. "He's kind of a hunk, isn't he?" The girl looked at her queen for confirmation.
"Yeah, and his father is a senior partner at a prestigious law firm!" another girl brought up.
"Screw Scott Pullman!" Queen C replied. "I could pick up better dates then him on a Sci-Fi convention."
"Ouch!" the girls exclaimed in unison
"You were pretty nasty, Cordy." Harmony said, admiration sounding in her voice. "Where do you come up with those remarks?"
"It's a gift," Cordelia dryly replied, gazing in the mirror as she perfected her make-up. "In every generation there is a chosen one. She alone will stand against the geeks, the Wal-Mart shoppers, and the forces of extremely lousy taste. She is the Shopper� And in this generation, naturally, that girl could only be me�"
Noticing that her friends were gazing at her with slack jawed expressions on their faces (not that that look was so unusual for them), the cheerleader sighed in exasperation. "Well, Duh! I'm kidding here! You didn't think that such a tacky line could actually be for real, did you?"
'Jeez! Oblivious much?!' Sighing again, she added a touch of eye shadow, and looked her reflection over in the mirror. "There! Absolute perfection!"
After having graciously accepted the admiring "oohs" and "ahhhs" from her friends, she strode out of the ladies room with the other girls following closely behind her.
As Cordelia and her groupies left, one of the stall doors opened and out stepped Buffy Summers. Quickly walking to the door, the blonde's eyes followed the group of girls, narrowing a bit as they focussed on the brunette cheerleader. The Slayer had heard Cordelia's little jibe about her calling and wasn't too pleased� 'What an incredible bitch,' Buffy thought angrily. 'I'm so gonna make you pay for that remark, Cordy�' Her eyes lowered to the May Queen's enticingly swaying behind. 'Nice ass though�'
*****
The blonde Slayer sighed miserably. No matter how much she tried to focus on Mrs. Walker's History lesson; her thoughts kept returning to a certain brunette cheerleader� 'Damnit! This is getting freakish!' Buffy silently ranted to herself; very disturbed with her growing obsession for Cordelia. 'And I'm talking Hellmouthy freakish� As if those sex-dreams weren't disturbing enough; I now have to constantly think about her?!'
"Buffy! Buffy Summers!!"
Shocked from her reverie, Buffy blinked in surprise as she suddenly found herself looking at a very annoyed Mrs. Walker.
"I'm sorry, Miss Summers," Mrs. Walker sarcastically inquired. "Did I wake you from your nap?"
"No! No, I was just� thinking," Buffy quickly replied, feeling herself flush as she heard her classmates giggle. 'Great! This will really help me get rid of my reputation as the school weirdo.'
"Very good, I'm glad to hear that," Smirking slightly, the history teacher continued, "In that case you are of course aware of the subject we just discussed� and will have no problem telling me the answer to this question: Which person's dawdling and obsession with her wardrobe has been rumoured to led to her capture and her subsequent beheading?"
"Uhm� Cordelia Chase?" The answer was out of her mouth before she could stop it. As laughter filled the classroom, Buffy put her hands in front of her face and groaned. 'This is going to be a very long day�'
*****
Buffy sighed in relief as she made her way to the library. It had been an extremely long day; she'd been almost unable to keep her mind of a certain brunette cheerleader, and the resulting daydreaming and inattentiveness to her classes hadn't exactly endeared her with her teachers --who were already sceptical about her academic interest.
Nope, it hadn't been a good day� but at least she was done with school for today. That thought alone made her feel a whole lot better.
Pushing open the double doors, she entered the library and saw Xander, Willow and Oz sitting at the big table and Giles standing by a stack of books. Looking up, they smiled and called out greetings.
"Hey, Buffy,"
"Buffster!"
"Hello, Buffy,"
"Hey guys!" she smiled back at them and took a seat in one of the remaining chairs. Letting out a blissful sigh as she comfortably leaned back.
"Rough day?" Willow smiled.
Making a sour face, Buffy replied, "Just a very long day, it seemed like it would never end."
"Hey! That's how I feel about every day of school," Xander remarked. "Just do what I do: empty your mind and wait for it all to be over."
"That would explain your grades," Giles absently noted.
"I'll stick with my theory that my low grades are a political thing," Xander protested, turning his attention back to Buffy he inquired, "So� anything new on the Slayer front?"
That question seemed to get Giles' interest and he momentarily drew his attention away from his books and focussed on his Slayer. "Yes, how did last night's patrol go?"
Buffy crinkled her nose as she thought about yesterday's slayage and the slime bath she received. Then her thoughts focussed again on the beautiful brunette whose round little butt she spanked, and her encounter with the green slime demon didn't seem that important anymore.
"Buffy?"
"Hmm?" she responded, lost in her thoughts about the cheerleader.
"Last night's patrol?" Giles reminded her.
"Oh, right! Well� the night started out pretty good with the slaying of six vamps� it sorta went downhill from there when I ran into this eight feet tall, green slimy demon."
"A new demon?" the watcher's interest was now fully aroused. "What did it look like exactly?"
"Uhm� Eight feet tall, green slimy demon describes it pretty well actually," Buffy recalled. "Nothing much else to say about it."
"I see�" Giles responded solemnly, obviously disappointed about this lack of detail. "And how did you fight it?"
"It was more like he fought me, instead of the other way around. For such a big thing, it was pretty damn quick� and packs one hell of a wallop!" the Slayer mesmerized. "If I hadn't been able to jam a stake in one of its eyes, things could have turned out very ugly� and that demon was plenty of ugly to begin with."
"But you are alright, Buffy?" Giles inquired, suddenly feeling a bit worried. "You seem a little� preoccupied."
"I'm okay, Giles� Not a scratch on me." Buffy told her watcher, giving him a reassuring smile. 'They didn't need to know about the slime shower I got from that thing,' she decided. 'I could just imagine some of the jokes I would hear about that� Besides, if the slime had some sort of side effect then I would have noticed it by now.'
"And what happened to the demon?"
"Luckily it ran away in the end� that was one big baddie!"
"Speaking of big baddies," Xander put in. "Did you see the look on Cordelia's face when you made that crack about her in History class." The young man's face seemed to lit up as he remembered that moment. He just wished he had be the one to say it.
"Not to take away the importance of any funny comments made about Cordelia," Giles interrupted. "But I think we should focus on this new demon right now."
Xander shrugged. "What about it, G-man? Nothing new there: we research new baddie, we find new baddie, Buffy slays new baddie, we party!"
"Yes� thanks for summing that up for us, Xander." Giles responded somewhat tiredly while cleaning his glasses. "I guess our work is practically done here."
"Exactly!" the young man shot the watcher a big toothy smile. "So back to the subject of Cordelia: anybody else noticed that she's particularly bitchy the last week or so? I personally describe her increasing moodiness to a bad case of Xander deprivation�"
"I think you're on your own with that theory," Willow mumbled as Xander went on another one of his Cordelia tirades; like what a bitch she was to dump him on Valentine's Day.
Buffy's thoughts were now once again focussed on Cordelia, and with a growing irritation she listened to Xander rant on about the cheerleader. He seemed a lot more interested in the May Queen now then when he went out with her. And frankly, it started to annoy her�
Uncomfortably shifting on her chair, she decided that the only way to get the cheerleader out of her mind was to go and see her. Being a girl of action, she immediately leaped up from her chair and walked to the exit; drawing the attention of everyone in room, even from Xander who halted his "I hate Cordelia Chase" speech.
"Where are you going, Buffy?" Giles asked surprised. "We still need to discuss this newest demon."
Buffy turned to face her watcher and shrugged, "I already told you what the newest baddie looks like; not much else to talk about, is there? Besides, it's not like we're busy talking about demons right now�"
"Well, actually," Xander quipped. "I think that Cordelia--"
"Oh, give it a rest, Xander," Giles interrupted him. "We still could need your help identifying the demon during research, Buffy� Is there something else you need to do?"
'Don't say you're going to see Cordelia!'
"I'm going to see Cordelia."
'Oh, crap!'
"Why do you want to see Cordelia?" Willow asked surprised.
"I, uhm, I want to apologize for that remark I made in class." Buffy quickly explained. 'Yeah, right!'
"No! Don't do that," Xander practically begged.
"She's probably home by now, her last class ended like fifteen minutes ago," Willow noted, ignoring Xander's plea and looking at her watch. "And with the way Cordelia drives; she probably entered the Chase Mansion eleven minutes ago."
"No, she always takes a long shower after P.E. to unwind," Xander suddenly mentioned, seemingly lost in thought. "A very long shower� Taking plenty of time to let the hot jets of water clean her tired, naked, sweaty, naked body� Making sure to clean every nook and cranny� every little bit of that gorgeous, naked-- Or so I've heard," he finished lamely, noticing the looks the others were giving him.
"Well, that was sort of disturbing," Oz broke the sudden silence.
"Yeah, I'll see if I can catch her before she goes home," Buffy absently replied while picturing a naked and wet Cordelia Chase. "Got to go, bye!"
The Scoobies watched amazed as the blonde Slayer practically ran from the library.
"What's up with her? I haven't seen someone so eager to see Cordelia, since�" Xander tried to find an appropriate comparison.
"Since you went out with her?" Oz deadpanned.
"Hey! I was never that eager to see Cordelia when I went out with her," Xander loudly objected.
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Cordelia sighed blissfully as streams of water caressed her naked body. It was a good thing that Physical Exercise is the last of her classes, because she loved ending her day with a long, hot shower. While her classmates usually took a quick shower at best --eager to get home-- she really liked to take her time�
Twenty minutes later she stepped out of the shower, and grabbing a big white fluffy towel started to dry her body.
She felt glad that Harmony and the others hadn't stayed around to keep her company; there was a limit to the amount of time she could listen to them argue about which movie stars would make the cutest couple, and she felt that she reached that limit for today. In fact, she preferred to spend this time alone. It gave her the opportunity to reflect on things without the distraction of her cheerleader friends, the wannabe's and the Scoobies with their creepy Hellmouth related stuff (which she just knew was going to give her some early wrinkles); not to mention the bottled-blonde little bitch who leaded that band of losers.
"Buffy!" the cheerleader exclaimed in shock as she removed the towel from her face and unexpectedly found herself face to face with the aforementioned bottled-blonde bitch.
"Hi, Cordy," Buffy calmly replied as she took in the cheerleader's naked, damp body with appreciative eyes.
Noting the other girl's blatant visual explorations of her naked form, Cordelia hastily wrapped the towel around her body, covering herself up. Quickly recovering from her shock, the young brunette crossed her arms in front of her chest and shot the blonde her patented level 10-intensity glare. "What exactly is your problem, Buffy Summers?! Was that little exploration in the wonderful world of S&M from yesterday not enough? Now you have to start spying on me in the shower?! That's like totally--"
Cordelia abruptly stopped speaking, her mouth falling open in surprise as the other girl suddenly grabbed and pulled away her towel; leaving the cheerleader standing there completely naked.
"We never got to finish that little conversation from yesterday," Buffy said with a honey-sweet voice, slowly advancing on the cheerleader. "If I remember correctly: you called me trailer-trash� and we sorta left it at that since you were in such a hurry to leave."
"Now, Buffy�" Cordelia somewhat nervously replied as she backed away from the --now surely psychopathic-- Slayer. "When I called you trailer-trash, I meant that in the most affectionate manner."
Buffy shot the nervous brunette a wicked grin. Before the cheerleader knew it, she was dragged to a nearby bench and deposited across the Slayer's lap.
"Since the lesson from yesterday obviously didn't sink in; I'll be happy to give you a little reminder, Cordy."
SMACKK!!!!
"Ouch!!"
SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!!
"Goddamnit! Not again!"
SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACK!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!!
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Cordelia squirmed franticly on Buffy's lap as the Slayer smacked a steady beat on her buttocks. "Lemme go!! I'll sue you for every cent you've got, you perverse pygmy dominatrix wannabe!" the brunette screeched as she tried to wriggle out of the blonde's firm grasp.
Buffy's eyes widened at that insult and she brought her hand down harder and faster.
SMACCKK!!!! SMACKK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACCKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACKK!!!! SMACK!!! SMACK!!!
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Cordelia cried out, feeling like Buffy's hand was making permanent imprints on her butt. "I apologize for all the insults I said to you� ever!"
This seemed to satisfy the blonde, and after giving the cheerleader a couple of final spanks, she ended the spanking. While Cordelia remained lying across the Slayer's lap, trying to regain her composure, Buffy examined the cheerleader's glowing red buttocks. 'Ouch! I certainly did one hell of a job on her butt,' the blonde considered somewhat repentantly. Laying her hand on the soft twin globes, she gently started stroking Cordy's well-punished behind�
For several minutes, the cheerleader laid silently across the Slayer's lap, her eyes closed and a relaxed expression on her face as she allowed her nemesis to rub her painful bottom� Then, as the brunette suddenly became aware of the awkwardness of her position, she opened her eyes and quickly climbed of her classmate's lap.
Lightly blushing, she turned to face the amused blonde. "Okay, you beat my behind purple AGAIN! So I suppose you're one happy little Slayer� Can I please get dressed now?"
A smirk formed on the Slayer's lips. "We still need to have a little talk about this morning; when you were in the ladies room with your fan club, making fun of my calling."
"Jeez! Can't you take a joke?!" the cheerleader exclaimed. "You have to admit that as callings go, yours sounds pretty lame: One girl to stand against the vampires, demons and the forces of Darkness� Give me a break!"
'Oops! Wrong thing to say.' Cordelia considered as she saw Buffy narrow her eyes at her. 'Damn! I always figured she was going to go mental one of these days� but why does she have to go mental with me?! In the shower no less?! Couldn't she be more like a normal person and start shooting people with a high-powered rifle from a bell tower? I just can't catch a break, can I?'
As these thoughts rushed through Cordy's mind, Buffy backed her up against a wall. The blonde Slayer planted her hands against the wall on each side of the naked cheerleader, effectively trapping the brunette.
Closing her eyes, Cordelia braced herself for what was to come�
When a minute or so later nothing had happened yet, the cheerleader carefully opened her eyes a bit and peered through her eyelids at the Slayer; seeing that the girl was just standing there, she opened her eyes all the way.
With her eyes fully open, she now noticed that Buffy's eyes were moving across her naked body: lingering on her full breasts� then down to her neatly trimmed pussy� and back again to her breasts --and unless she was very much mistaking: those probing eyes were filled with lust.
Following the blonde's gaze, Cordelia felt her face flush red as she discovered that her exposed nipples stood out fully erect.
Standing here totally naked and exposed, while her classmate studied her charms from up close, Cordelia sorta felt like she should cover herself up. With lack of a towel she should at least put a hand in front of her pussy and cover her breasts with her arm� She just couldn't get herself to move though�
When she finally got some control over her limbs again, she still couldn't bring herself to cover up. Instead she moved her legs further apart and started rubbing her sore behind. Her blush increasing as she noticed Buffy's gaze immediately focusing on her now more exposed pussy. The cheerleader felt a sort of perverse pleasure by exposing herself like this to the Slayer; she was proud of her body and it gave her a rush of power each time she managed to captivate someone with her beauty� and Buffy was certainly captivated! The Slayer licked her lips, practically salivating as she stared at the cheerleader's puffy slit.
Standing there quietly rubbing her behind, Cordelia managed to remain silent for almost an entire five minutes (a new personal record) before the long silence became uncomfortable and she felt like she had to say something. "You are probably gonna take this the wrong way again, Buffy� but I think that you've seen "Women in Prison" one too many times."
Her words seemed to shake the captivated blonde awake. "I guess you still don't know when to keep your mouth shut, Cordy." Buffy replied, and planted her lips against Cordelia's: effectively silencing the dumbfounded brunette.
As Buffy's mouth connected with hers, it felt like an electrical current went through her body, making the cheerleader shudder in response. Her mind just seemed to stop working and unintentionally --almost automatically it seemed-- her mouth opened, inviting the Slayer's soft tongue into her mouth� and before she knew it, Cordelia Chase was actively engaged in the longest, most passionate kiss she'd ever experienced.
For what seemed like an eternity their tongues caressed and dipped into each other's mouths, as time appeared to freeze this moment.
Then suddenly the hot, moist mouth that seemed to be sealed to her lips was gone. The brunette cheerleader blinked in confusion as she looked around an empty locker room. No sign of Buffy anywhere.
It all seemed like a dream, if not for her swollen lips and sore behind. Mesmerized and shaking on her feet, Cordelia touched her lips. 'Mmmm� Definitely too many Women/Prison movies for her.'
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