Posted by El Diablo on 6-4-2003 at 03:16:26 GMT (19 VIEWS):

Master PC – Buffy The Vampire Slayer

By El Diablo, Jason Barnnett, Baka Mazoku, Bobby Fett & Annon

PART 1

After being driven out of Warren's basement the troika had set themselves up in another basement lair. Once again Warren was hard at work on the latest invention to be used in their evil plans while Jonathan and Andrew were engaged in one of their tradition arguments about who was cooler Kirk or Picard.

"No way Kirk was way cooler." said Jonathan.

"Picard was the coolest" replied Andrew.

"Will you two just shut up and get over here" snapped Warren.

Andrew and Jonathan walked over to Warren’s workbench to see what he was working on.

"Ok what do you think" said Warren holding up a small palm top computer.

"Nice palm top, but it's not really a weapon,” said Jonathan.

"You idiot, this palm top contains all that Master PC stuff I salvaged from our old computers. It's not as powerful as a PC version would be but so long as we are in range of our targets we can alter them physically and mentally in any way we want. And you know what that means" replied Warren.

"Yeah. We can make any girl we want our sex slave,” said Andrew.

"Lets go try this baby out,” said Warren " Who should we have as our first victim."

"Let's start with the slayer,” said Jonathan.

"Yeah lets make her our big titted sex slave." Replied Andrew.

"Oh yeah great idea. Firstly we want to truly defeat the slayer so this has to be gradual with her. She has to know that we were the ones to beat her and she can't do that if she's a brain dead fuckbunny. Second if Willow finds out what we're up to before we get to work on her she'll probably use her magic and skin me or something. Remember her magic has a longer range than this." explained Warren.

"So we start with Willow,” said Johnathan.

"No we just do something small to the slayer." replied Warren.

The Troika headed out towards the graveyard where Buffy usually did her evening patrols. She was in the middle of battling three large vampires when Warren, Jonathan and Andrew found her.

"Alright gentleman. Let the games begin" said Warren removing the master pc palm top from his pocket and loaded Buffy's profile.

"What you doing to her?" asked Andrew

"Sssh" snapped Warren as he began typing.

The Troika watched as Buffy dusted the third vamp as she did she suddenly started to feel funny. She felt a tingling in her breasts and crotch and had an unusual craving but she couldn't think what. Shaking it off Buffy headed off to look for more evil.

"So what did you do to her?" inquired Jonathan.

"I upped the sensitivity of her breasts and pussy by about 20% and then gave her a little addiction she's soon going to want to satisfy" said Warren.

"You didn't addict her to drugs did you?" said Andrew.

"No. I gave her a need for demon cum. Lets see how she slays with that. Now lets find the witch,” said Warren.

The Troika headed to the bronze where they knew Willow and the rest of the Scoobies hung out when they weren't out patrolling. They entered through one of the side doors furthest away from the sofas used by Buffy and co when they were here. Sure enough Willow was there looking towards the main doors as if she were waiting for someone.

“Alright now we can have some fun,” said Warren pulling the Master PT out of his back jeans pocket. He input Willow’s name and it brought up a small 3-D picture of her with all her stats and a number of options for modifying her.

Warren started inputting the initial commands to Willow’s profile starting by making believe that the Trio were her masters and she had to obey all of their commands whether she liked them or not. He decided to leave her a lesbian, the idea of forcing a lesbian to fuck his cock appealed to him, but decided to strip her of her magic.

“Why can’t we make any physical changes to her?” complained Jonathan.

“In a room full of people. Are you stupid.” Snapped Warren

“Can’t we do something to them to?”

“And drain the battery. I Don’t Think So.”

The Trio headed now headed towards Willow confident that she posed them no thread without her magic powers. As they drew closer Willow spotted them and got up to defend herself. She recited an incantation but was shocked when nothing happened.

“Not so hot without your magic bitch.” Said Warren

Willow decided to try and make a run for the door to find Buffy but stopped dead in her tracks when Warren told her to freeze.

“Sit down” commanded Warren.

“What am I doing?” thought Willow as she sat down on the sofa just as warren had ordered. She tried to get up again but her body won’t respond.

“What have you done to me,” Said Willow, a hint of panic in her voice.

“We did a little magic of our own and now you have to do whatever we say.” Said a rather smug Andrew.

“You don’t have that kind of power.” Said Willow knowing full well they must have since she couldn’t control her own body.

“Wanna bet,” said Warren “Unbutton your Shirt”

Trying with all her might to resist Willow started to unbutton her shirt exposing her small breasts encased in a black bra.

“Definitely going to need some work.” said Jonathan.

“Stand up,” ordered Warren, “We’re going somewhere more private. Oh and leave the shirt open.”

Willow did what she was told and started to follow the Trio.

“You’ll never get away with this,” she said trying to draw as much attention to herself in the hope that someone would help her.

“Stop doing that” said Andrew, immediately stopping Willow from talking.

"Oh and from now on you are to refer to us as master." Added Warren.

“No way master.” replied Willow.

Once they got Willow outside they began to make their next plans.

"Get in the van."

Willow did so suddenly her body betraying her.

"And from now on when you're given an order say Yes Master unless we tell you otherwise."

"Yes, Master," Willow replied through clenched teeth.

Jonathan drove while Warren played with the PC and Andrew sat with Willow in the back.

"Couldn't we make her happy?" Andrew asked. "I think I'd like her better happy."

"That's a good idea, Andrew." Warren dismissed the ideas. "What's the fun in that?"

"Well, she could at least act happy."

"I'll get around to that later."

Warren began typing into the computer.

Willow's magic can be used for the benefit of the Troika if given permission.
Willow believes she was enslaved via a spell. She does not know her condition is because of the Master PC and no matter what evidence is presented to her she cannot know this.

Willow will never try to sabotage their plans no matter how much she wants to and will always use the best of her abilities to follow an order.

Willow will never try to harm herself to escape her enslavement.

Warren shoved the PC back into her hands. "You're such a computer genius, see what you can do to improve it."

"Yes Master"

"I could use magic to boost its power master." Said Willow.

"Maybe later" said Warren realising they were just pulling up to their lair.

They ordered Willow out of the van and down into their new basement. It was full of computers and other inventions as well as numerous magical items and a load of sci-fi memorabilia.

"Alright. Clothes off." Commanded Warren.

Without hesitation Willow removed all her clothes and stood naked before the Troika as Warren pulled the palm top out of his pocket and began working on it again inputting the final set of changes to Willow.

- To have full sexual knowledge to how to please a men and women with mouth and body.

- She is to be fully aware of all changes made but unable to speak-out or do anything about them.

-Her breasts and clit were to become doubly sensitive

-Her breasts were to expand to 42DD

Willow wanted to cry as she realised her breasts were becoming bigger and finally acknowledging the full reality of the Troika's power over her.

Once the transformation was complete Willow stood before her masters, 42DD's fully exposed and awaiting their next orders.

Willow stood motionless a prisoner in her own body while the trio argued about what to do with her but not before Warren had used the palm top to give them all ten-inch pricks.

"So do we do her together or individually" said Jonathan.

"Individually" replied Warren "And I'm going first"

"That’s not fair" complained Jonathan

"Do you want a cock as short as the rest of you" said Warren.

"Your first" said Jonathan.

"Ok slave. Follow me"

"Yes master." said Willow

Warren let Willow to his room closed the door then ordered her onto her knees. He dropped his pants to reveal his erect 10-inch prick then ordered Willow to open her mouth. Warren forced the full ten inches deep into Willows throat almost choking her. It wasn't long before he blew his load while holding Willow's head in place to make sure she swallowed every drop. Warren then led her back to the main room for her next encounter. He wanted to fuck her some more but he had promised the others a go and they still had four others to induct into their harem.

"I'm next,” said Jonathan leading Willow to his room.

He closed the door and sat down cock standing fully erect and ordered Willow onto it. She then started driving up and down on it while Jonathan played with her large sensitive breasts. With all the action on her clit and breasts it wasn't long before Willow's body betrayed her letting out a loud moan as she climaxed.

Lastly Willow was lead into Andrews room where he had her positioned on all fours and began thrusting his huge cock deep into her tight ass. Once he climaxed he had Willow clean his cock and then lead her back into the main room.

"That was cool,” said Andrew.

"Lets just get her a suitable outfit then we can find our next target,” said Warren.

"You and costumes? What’s that about?" asked Jonathan.

Warren pulled up Willow's clothing profile on the palm top and selected....

Warren decided to go with his personal favourite, something to remind Willow of her new life of servitude, The French Maid. In an instant Willow's body was clad in a tight black top that forced her newly enhanced breasts to stand out. The black micro-mini skirt was so small that if Willow leaned forward her bare ass would be visible. Her legs were now encased in black fishnets stopping mid thigh and her feet were now encased in a pair of 6-inch black pumps. A lacy white apron and the typical white maids tiara completed the look.

"Lets go boys" said Warren

"What do we do with her?" asked Andrew.

"Well she's a maid," said Warren turning to face Willow, "clean this place up and prepare food for our return" "Yes Master" said Willow turning and bending over to pick some things up off the floor giving the Trio a full view of her ass before they left to find their next target.

PART 2

The Troika tracked Buffy to the woods to see how she was getting on with her new condition. Since she hadn't encountered any demons since the first set of mental alterations were made she must have been getting fairly desperate by now. They were being careful to maintain a safe distance from Buffy while she was patrolling. The last thing they needed was a good kicking.

Buffy was getting bored. She had been in the woods for over an hour and nothing. If she didn't fight something to kill soon she was going to have to go and take her frustrations out on Spike. Luckily for her a large demon emerged from the shadows ready for attack. Buffy recognised it as a Kotra Demon. The blue skinned demons had shown up in Sunnydale recently and hadn’t been keeping a low profile.

Both Buffy and the Kotra move quickly lunging at each other. The Kotra was quicker delivering a powerful kick to Buffy’s stomach sending her flying against a tree. Buffy picked herself up and tried to for an attack strategy but her mind was suddenly filled with images of her sucking of the demon. Disturbed by what she was thinking Buffy launched herself at the demon pinning it to a tree when her craving for the demons cock took over. She dropped to her knees ripping the Kotra's tunic off exposing its large blue prick. Disgusted with herself but unable to resist Buffy took the thick blue cock in her mouth and began to suck.

The trio watched her from a safe distance laugh inside at what she was doing. Again warren pulled out the palm top and loaded in Buffy's profile. They quietly discussed the changes that Buffy was going to experience in the coming hours and Warren began to type them in.

- Her slayer strength was to fall 10% each hour until it reached that of a normal girl

- Her IQ was to drop 10% each hour until it fell to 69

- Her Breast size was to increase 10% each hour until they decided otherwise

- Her pussy and nipples were to become another 30% more sensitive

As Warren finished entering all of Buffy's new programming they heard the Kotra release a powerful moan as he shot his load down Buffy's throat.

The demons cum tasted vile but Buffy felt she had to swallow it. Realising what she had just done Buffy got up in disgust and backed away from the Kotra as he recovered from his orgasm and ran.

Panic filled her head.

"Tara must be wrong. I must have come back wrong why else would I be sleeping with Spike and sucking off demons." she thought trying to put as much distance between her and the Kotra unaware of the changes she was going to be experiencing.

As usual Jonathan was the only one of the Troika thinking of consequences. "Guys, we don't want her dead."

"You're right. We'll let her keep her strength, but not her brains until she finishes this patrol. And she'll get more and more of it back as she goes through withdrawal."

"Why do that," Andrew piped up. "She's gonna be a moron soon, it'll be fun watching her try to think of ways to get her fix without getting herself killed. And if she almost does we can always help her."

"You know he has point. If she become to weak to fight before she becomes to stupid to know she's the slayer we can always change things in her favour." said Warren

"I guess so" said Jonathan, "But doesn't that mean we'll have to keep an eye on her."

"Nah at only 10% reduction every hour she should be ok for at least 4 or 5 before most of the demons around here become a threat." said Andrew.
"That settles that then." said Warren "Onto our next slave to be."

PART 3

Buffy continued to run through the woods trying to spit out the vile taste of the Kotra’s cum.

Regaining her focus Buffy decided she wanted some answers to explain her behaviour but she couldn't ask her friends. She decided to go to the best place in town for answers, Willie's and at least Willie could be beaten into keeping his mouth shut.

It was nearly an hour before Buffy made it over to the other side of town where Willie's was located and she was starting to feel a bit funny like her mind was in someway clouded.

As she entered the patrons began to look towards the door.

"Hey everybody it's the Slayer. What brings the Slayer to these parts." said Willie letting those who wanted to know it was time to leave.

All the vampires made a break for the door, as did a couple of the demons leaving six demons and Willie behind.
"How you doing Willie?" said Buffy taking a seat at the bar not really caring about his well-being.

"Oh I'm keeping clean these days, turning over a new leaf" said Willie nervously.

"I've heard that one before," said Buffy "I need some information."

"Yeah. Well I'm not doing that anymore." said Willie ducking out of the way as Buffy's fist came at his face.

"I want to know if there are any new demons in town with the power to make people perform sexual acts on them." said Buffy

"Well I don't know nothing." replied Willie.

SMACK.

Buffy's fist impacted with Willie's nose prompting a loud scream of pain from the annoying little snitch. As Buffy drew her fist back for another punch Willie raised his hands in surrender.

"Alright. Alright. I'll talk. The only new players in town are those Kotra's but it sounds like your dealing with some kind of dark mojo here and Kotra's don't have the power for that kinda stuff," said Willie.

"Thanks" said Buffy sarcastically finding herself turning and looking down at the crotch of the demon seated next to her starting to feel that urge she had felt with the Kotra return.

"What you looking at?" the demon snapped, it's snake like tongue flick out of it's mouth.

Buffy couldn't control herself. She wanted to run but her urges got the better of her.

"I..I need your cock" she begged the demon.

"What?" snaked the demon.

"Please I must have your cum." she begged.

"Well well the slayer likes a bit of demon cock. Gather round boys." said the snake demon rising to his feet.

Feeling utterly humiliated inside Buffy fell to her knees before the demon and took his large prick into her mouth and began sucking. Bring her up onto all fours another demon pulled off her pants and rammed his huge, thick and ribbed cock deep into her ass and began thrusting in and out. The ribs caused her a great deal of pain and she tried to scream out but the cock in her mouth prevented her from doing so. The attempts to scream only stimulated the snake demon further it wasn't long before he shot his load down Buffy's throat.
While the demon with the ribbed cock lifted Buffy up so she was now seated on his cock being bounced up and down a third demon entered her hot wet cunt and began fucking her. One of the other demons pulled her top and bra off freeing her breasts. Working between the demons brutalising her front and back he began to fondle her left breast while the snake demon began to flicker his tongue across her sensitive nipples causing Buffy to moan in pleasure.

The demon working her ass blow his load but continued to bounce Buffy on his cock until his friend shot his load in her cunt. The demon who had been fondling her left breast got down on his back as Buffy was forced down onto his cock while the demon that had been fucking her cunt had now moved to her head.

"Clean it bitch." he commanded thrusting his cock at Buffy's face.

"It's too big," she pleaded but the demon took no pity forcing his cock deep into her throat nearly choking her.

One of the other demons that had yet to get a piece of the slayer forced his thick cock into her tight ass.

Once all three of the demons had blown their loads and had Buffy clean off their cocks the final demon approached her. Buffy was horrified to find this demon had two huge thick cocks. He forced her over a table then pushed his pricks into her cunt and anus. Buffy screamed in agony as she was double penetrated as the demon with the large ribbed cock forced her head down onto it and blew his load deep into her throat.

The demons fucked Buffy's mouth; ass and pussy for over an hour every time having her clean her own juices off their pricks. In the end she was left on the floor naked in a pool of demon cum.

"I hope your gonna clean up your mess." said Willie as the demons left.

Once again giving into her urges Buffy began to lap up the cum off the floor tears of humiliation rolling down her face. She didn't want to believe what she had done but in the back of her mind she heard a voice telling her how much she craved demon cock and she began to cry harder.

PART 4

The Troika took off in their van and headed back towards town and the Magic Box where they were sure to find Anya.

They parked the van at the side and headed to the front. Peering in the window they saw Anya at the cash register counting the money, the only thing she liked as much as sex.

"Now what should we do with her" said Warren.

"I know" said Andrew taking the Palm top from Warren, "She loves money and sex so much I have the perfect plan for her."

Andrew loaded up Anya's profile into the display and began inputting the changes so that they would slowly take place after they entered the Magic Box and Anya had seen them.

- Anya was to become a complete sex addict, oral, anal, lesbian, kinky she would want it all

- Sex would dominate her thoughts at all times

- She was to be horny at all times

- Anya is now a cheap slutty hooker, providing sex to anyone or anything for money

- Warren, Andrew and Jonathan are her pimps and masters

- Her lips are to become fuller, better suited for cock sucking

- Her breasts are to increase to a large very fake set of triple D's

- Her clothes, jewellery and make-up were to change to suit her new cheap sluttly image

He made sure the mental changes would occur after her clothes and body had changed, he wanted her to see what see was becoming and know she couldn't do anything about it.

Anya blinked as her body changed. "Eeep!"

Lips became fuller poutier, while her breasts slowly inflated like a pair of air balloons.

Growing and growing until they were a pair of hard and solid ball-like pair of fake tits.

Meanwhile, her slacks slowly 'shrunk' and became Lycra like, almost like a pair of bicycle riding shorts, only looking like they were painted on, as it cupped Anya's pussy and ass.

Her blouse, on the other hand, shifted and became a short sleeveless vest that had only one button and showed off her new cleavage and belly button.

Her tasteful bracelets became thick and obviously fake gold, while her earrings became large 'gold' hoops.

"You!" Anya could only get off that outburst at the troika before the mental changes kicked.

"... Men... want _anything_?" Anya's hand went down to her sensitive pussy and stroked it thru her 'shorts', while the other hand motioned to them, enticing them... "Anya can give you... anything... show you some... magic..."

The Troika for their part simply smiled at the changes that Anya underwent, before Andrew started to change the 'Magic' Box. All the books merchandise and assorted magical artefacts disappeared and reappeared in the troika's lair.

What replaced them was garish and tacky bordello art and furniture, which was appropriate as the 'Magic' Box was now a 'cathouse'...

The Troika approached their new whore to check her out.

"Now this is perfect. We have our very own money making whore." said Andrew

"Anya want men’s cocks" said Anya stumbling towards them, not quite able to walk in her 6-inch stiletto heels with her triple D's putting her off balance.

"We're not just men we're your masters and you will address as such slut."
snapped Warren, "Now lets see those tits and ass."

Anya slid down the shorts exposing her wet pussy and then unbuttoned her vest throwing it down on the floor to show off the full size and fakeness of her breasts, which she was now busy fondling with both hands.

"Right lets have some fun," said Andrew ordering Anya to lie down on her back.
Andrew removed his pants and positioned his cock between Anya's huge breasts and began to squeeze and fondle them, rubbing them against his cock. He then told Warren and Jonathan to position themselves on either side of Anya's head and then ordered her to give them both hand jobs. Doing as she was told Anya removed her hands from her pussy and took Warren's cock in the left and Jonathan's in the right and began working them hard. Every so often she would pull one of them in close to her face and lick the tip of his cock. The trio all shot their loads at the same time all over Anya's face. She relished the taste of their cum as she licked it off.

"Good cocks give Anya a lot of cum," she said once again fingering her pussy.

The Troika decided to fully tests out Anya's skills before moving on with their plans. The each fucked her mouth, ass, tits and cunt covering her with cum and causing her numerous mind-blowing orgasms, the whole time she moaned in pleasure and begged for more.

Once she had cleaned her masters cocks Anya cleaned herself up, reapplied her slutty make-up and got dressed again.

"Did you enjoy that slut?" asked Warren.

"Anya enjoyed the big cocks master" she replied.

"Well you'll get plenty more before the night is over. We need money so you're going to go out on the town and sell your slutty body." said Warren handing her a piece of paper, "Once you've made us $2000 go to that address, if we're not there feel free to fuck the maid. Oh and don't make it all in one go. Remember you're a cheap whore."

Anya headed out of the "New Magic Box" her hips swaying in a slutty way her heels clicking with each step, a sign to all of her new found profession.

"Hay, do you hear me bitching about turning a bunch of independent women into total sluts? I'm just saying we're going to have sex with her to do you want to catch some STD?"

"I can just type it away."

"Yeah, and you wouldn't even have to do that if you make her immune. And you can't have sex with her if she's dead, unless you're a necrophiliac."

"Geez, we're super villains," Andrew supplied, "we can have any woman we want."

"Well why waste out time on them if we're not even going to do it? I signed up as a super villain to improve my life not to randomly ruining others. If we're not interested in them lets go find Britney Spears or something."

"Okay, okay you made your point. I'll make her immune to all STDs and give her a pheromone that makes demons leave her alone unless she wants them to," said Warren.

"And my dick." said Jonathan.

"Fine I'll change it back." said Warren, "Now can we get on with our plans?"
The Troika were just heading back to their van when Jonathan spotted something across the street.

"Give me that." said Jonathan taking the PC and started loading in the profile of a blonde he was walking towards.

"Harmony. Harmony Kendall." he called to her.

"Huh" she said looking around, "what do you want?"

"It's me Jonathan. We went to high school together."

"So" snapped Harmony flicking back her blonde hair.

"So what happened to you after that snake."

"Oh I'll show you," said Harmony changing to her vamp face.

"Ahh" screamed Jonathan jumping back frantically typing in the palm top. he hit enter as Harmony was about to sink into his neck. In an instant her face reverted back to it's human form.

"What just happened?" said Harmony trying to change back to a vamp.

"Oh I made you human again" said Jonathan "And I'm not finished yet".

Jonathan again started inputting changes to Harmony’s profile remembering how much she had pissed him off in high school and the number of times she had said no to a date with him.

- Harmony was no longer to feed on blood but on cum

- Harmony would never be able to say no to any guy ever again no matter what they asked and would never be able to refuse sex with man or woman

- She was always to be horney, but she would only be able to orgasm once a day no matter how much sex she had.

- If Harmony wanted sex with someone who hadn't ordered her to have sex she has to beg on her knees for it, remembering that begging for sex was the one thing Harmony wouldn't do.

"You better go and find someone to feed you Harm." said Jonathan laughing

"So what happened to not ruining lives?” asked Warren.

"She was a bitch and made my life hell for years. She deserved it." said Jonathan suddenly realising the sensational rush that came from screwing up someone’s life for his own amusement.

"So you not gonna fuck her." asked Andrew

"Ride the old school bike? Nah I want someone who isn't as easy." replied Jonathan with an evil grin.

PART 5

While the Trio were busy working on Harmoney down on the main street, Tara was at UC Sunnydale library. She had just finished working on an assignment and was heading back to her dorm room. As she walked along the path she spotted someone walking up ahead. She could see the woman had a very impressive ass, shown off by a very tight pair of lycra shorts that didn't leave much to the imagination. She had nice long legs enhanced by her high heels. Tara found her slutty walk rather hypnotic.

Tara began to catch up with the woman as she stopped to talk to two large guys from the university football team. As she drew even closer she was able to hear what was being said.

"You wanna fuck Anya. Anya's very cheap."

"Get lost whore," said one of the guys pushing past Anya and carrying on down the path.

"Anya?" said a very surprised Tara trying hard not to look at Anya's huge chest, "My god what has happened to you?"

"Do you wanna fuck?" Anya asked Tara.

"What are you doing?" inquired Tara.

But Anya didn't answer she just carried on walking away from Tara looking around for potential clients, heels clicking with every step.

"I better find Buffy." Tara said to herself heading in the direction of the Summers home.

"No wait," she thought, "This looks like the work of magic. I'd better find Willow."

Tara took out her phone and tried to ring Willow but there was no reply. She tried several times but still no answer. Starting to worry Tara sat down on one of the path benches and recited an incantation. The green ball of light of the guiding spell appeared before her awaiting her commands.

"Take me to Willow, she said.

The light headed down one of the paths towards the residential area's of Sunnydale. Tara followed it along a street to a house that resembled Xander's parents home. The light moved round the side and passed through the door for the basement. Tara tried the door and found that it wasn't locked. She quietly opened not wanting to be seen.

Looking around she saw all the sci-fi and computer stuff that decorated the place and someone dressed as a French Maid cleaning the screen of the large TV. Tara leaned in closer when the maid turned around. The first thing that caught Tara's attention was her 42DD's barely contained in her outfit then she saw who the maid was.

“Willow!" she said rushing down the stairs "What have they done to you baby."

Willow didn't respond and just continued with her cleaning.

"We have to get you out of here," said Tara.

"My Master's have not permitted me to leave." said Willow.

Tara grabbed Willow by the arm and started pulling her towards the door. She thought she might be able to find something at the Magic Box to reverse what ever had been done to Willow and Anya.

As they reached the bottom of the stairs the basement door opened.

"Hmmm looks like someone’s abducting our maid boys." said Warren.

"What we going to do with her?" asked Andrew

"Grab her." snapped Warren.

Andrew and Jonathan grabbed Tara by the arms holding her in place while Warren walked down the stairs inputting Tara's profile to the Master PC.

"Now what will we make of you?" Warren asked the frightened Tara.

"You're scared." said Warren reading the information on Tara that the palm top was giving him.

"N..N..No." stuttered Tara.

"Don't lie. This tells me everything." Warren said flashing the palm top in her face, "It tells me that you’re the passive submissive of your little super hero gang. So I know exactly what to do with you."

Warren again began typing into the palm to then hit the enter key.

As Warren hit the enter key Tara began to change. Her chest began to swell up to large firm set of FF's, her long blonde hair shortened to shoulder length and turned pitch black, her lips turned a dark, dark red and her eyes were now made up with a dark eye shadow. Her fingernails became longer, sharper and were painted as black as her hair. Her top changed to a tight black leather corset, shrinking her waist down considerable and barely containing her new breasts. Her jean began to shrink changing into a pair of black leather hot pants and her trainers were replace by a pair of six-inch thigh high leather boots.

Tara's mind was also altered. No longer was she the passive and submissive one. Her new nature was one of dominance. She was loyal to the Troika but not in the same way as Willow and Anya were. Her role was to train and discipline the Troika's harem. She would take great pleasure in forcing women to submit to her will especially straight women still in possession of their free will.

"Alright boys let her go,” said Warren, "I think we should let our new slave trainer have some fun with the maid."

Warren, Jonathan and Andrew sat down as Tara went over to Willow grabbing and violently twisting her nipples through the maids outfit, their intense sensitivity caused Willow to orgasm in no time. Tara then ordered Willow to remove her top and skirt while she went and picked up some chains.

Willow's wrists were handcuffed and securely attached to a hook in the ceiling with the chain; the weight of her breasted pulled her forward putting extra strain on her arms. Tara then picked up a cane an circled round behind Willow.

WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!

The cane was whacked against Willow's naked ass prompting screams of pain from Willow but Tara did not relent.

Whack. Whack. Whack.

"Are you enjoying yourself bitch?" snapped Tara

"Yes" squealed Willow her ass in great Pain.

Whack!

"Yes What?"

"Yes Mistress." replied Willow receiving another whack.

After the full ten whacks Willow's ass was bright red.

Next Tara moved round front of Willow and ordered her to spread her legs apart. Tara then moved the cane between Willows legs and in one swift motion brought it up impacting hard on Willow's pussy. Again and again until her pussy had received five hard whacks.

"Beg for what's next slut" Tara said gesturing towards Willow's breasts.

"Please Mistress abuse my tits" said Willow, tears of pain rolling down her face.

Tara then made a start on Willows breasts. Ten hard whacks five across each breast. Willow's nipples were swollen and her breasts red with pain yet still she reached orgasm through this process.

Tara then removed the chains and handcuffs from Willow and pushed her down on her back. She then slid the leather hot pants down over her boots.
Tara sat on Willow's stomach and bent over to suck her breasts, she did so for a couple of minutes, their sensitivity causing Willow to orgasm. Then Tara moved up to Willow's head and put her naked pussy in Willow's face. The Tara commanded Willow to eat her out incredible speed. (Figures Willow would be a pro at this).

Tara couldn't hold out any longer, she came hard forcing Willow to lap up all her juices.

Tara then got up off Willow’s cum covered face and approached the Trio
Andrew and Jonathan were surprised when Tara fell to her knees.

"That's a place you don't expect to see a Dominatrix." Said Jonathan

"She's submissive to us, moron. That’s the whole purpose of her dominance. If she weren’t then why would she want to break women to our will? What do you want, slut?" replied Warren.

"Master, I feel something funny around Willow. She's obedient, but I can smell the free will on her." Said Tara

"She's a puppet. She has her own mind but her body obeys our commands." Warren told her.

A sadistic smile appeared on Tara's face. "Please release her Master. Allow me to break her properly."

Warren shrugged. "Okay." He typed in some commands rebinding Willow's magic and a command to prevent escape attempts. "Go for it slut.

"Thank you, Master."

As Willow regained her mind she pleaded as Tara repositioned her on all fours.
“Tara baby please you don’t want to do this.” She said.

But her pleas were in vain as Tara went over to a bag of sex aids and put on a twelve-inch long two-inch thick strap on.

Tara positioned herself behind Willow and rammed the strap on deep into her ass.

"Does that feel good Slut,” yelled Tara thrusting the cock deeper into Willow’s ass.

Willow felt the cock enter her anus and she screamed. Her body tensed as she tried to expel the cock from her asshole. She tried to flee but Warren’s power held her in place.

"No! Tara! Please!" Willow cried. "Not there! Please! Take it out! It hurts! It’s too much! God no!"

“Does, this please you bitch?” yelled Tara not relenting in her punishment.

“Yes.!” Screamed Willow just hoping to stop her ordeal.

“Yes What Bitch!” replied Tara.

“Yes Mistress!” Willow again screamed tears streaming down her face.

With that Tara prepared herself and with a powerful thrust, she rammed the full length of the strap-on up Willow’s ass. Willow howled in pain as her rectum was stretched to the limit. But despite the pain she was being caused Willow orgasmed as the cock was driven right into her ass.

The orgasm pushed Willow over the edge tears streaming down her face as she realized what had happened. Her will now broken, Willow began to move her body to the rhythm. She suddenly shoved her thighs backward and then forward continuously and the next thing she knew she was fucking the strap-on and not the other way round.

“That’s it bitch, fuck my cock!” commanded Tara slapping Willow’s sore ass checks.

Willow moaned and humped her ass back then forward then back again. She couldn't believe what she was doing. She was actually fucking the cock that seconds ago was raping her ass. Willow was so ashamed but she was so horney that she couldn’t help herself from bucking back and forth and worst of all she could feel she was on the verge of climaxing once again.

Defeated Willow did not resist as Tara moved round to her face and ordered her to suck the strap-on clean.

Of course the sight of the two lesbians on the floor caused the Trio to cum in their pants several times. It was one of the most entertaining things they'd see.

"Clean your master's cocks slut." said Tara withdrawing from Willow’s mouth.

Willow began to get up but was forced back to the ground by Tara.

"On all fours like a good slut," said Tara slapping Willow on the ass.

Willow crawled over to the trio still naked, large breasts dragging beneath her and proceeded to clean them off before they returned to their evil plans.

PART 6

While the Trio were returning to their lair to stop Tara from rescuing Willow, poor Harmoney was carrying out the instructions Jonathan had given her.

After making her human and messing with her mind Jonathan had sent Harmoney off to apply for a job at The Red Light Strip Club in the bad part of town and that she was going to take it and any other work they offered her. The club had earned it's name because most of the strippers made extra money by sleeping with the patrons. She was to act like she was a professional stripper and as if taking her clothes off in front of men pleased her.

Then he had changed her outfit to a pair of pink hot pants that were too small a pair of pink 6-inch stiletto heels and a tiny white T-shirt which was almost transparent with the word "Whore" written across it.

She had now arrived and was inside the club. She approached the bar and asked for a job.

"Let's see what you've got." said the barman.

Unable to resist his request Harmoney whipped off her top and stood letting the barman get a good look at her chest while drawing the attention of several of the clubs patrons.

"Jiggle those tittie's baby," came a male voice.

Turning around to face the crowd Harmoney began shaking her tits inside desperately trying to stop herself.

"You got yourself a job Blondie." said the barman," You start tonight. You then have to give half of your tips from dancing into a kitty that gets split up between the bartenders, bouncers and DJ. You can make some of it back if you want to fuck any of them. Go In back and the girls will get you kitted up."

Harmoney went round back and put on the outfit one of the other strippers gave her and was then led onto the stage.

As the music started Harmoney stepped out on the stage. She strutted back and forth on the stage, her hips doing an exaggerated bump and grind. She teased her audience with peeks at her pantiless ass and crotch. The audience shouted up commands for her to shake her booty, play with her tits, finger herself and Harmoney had to do them all. Many of the men were holding up dollar bills to stick into her garter. She was virtually swinging over to the bar to collect one, then back to stage moving down a man or two and having to swing out to the bar again, to collect her next tip. Each time that she swung over to the bar, she'd land on her knees, with them spread wide apart, to give the man tipping her, a real good close-up look at her hairless open pussy. She'd say some nice things to the man, then, after he had put his tip into her garter, she'd bend forward, kiss him right on the lips, while pressing her naked tits against him, much to her horror. As the song ended, she left standing there in just her stockings and high heels while the crowd admired her body.

As Harmoney got off the stage the barman handed her a tray and informed her that once the dancers had finished their routine they were to remain as they were and serve the customers drinks and any private services they may desire.
Again not having any choice in resisting her orders Harmoney set to work.

PART 7

It had been just over an hour since Buffy's left Willie’s in tears and disgrace but what she had done didn't repulse her so much now, in fact she kind of liked what she had done. She felt giggly and happy thinking about fucking a hoard of demons, kind of like how she felt when she had been drinking the cursed beer a couple of years earlier. Her bra was also starting to feel rather tight and her nipples and clit were tingling.

"Wonder where the big scary demons are tonight." she thought walking through the graveyard massaging her nipples through her top and giggling while doing so.

Then she saw a familiar sight walking towards a crypt.

"Spikey!" she shouted running towards him and throwing her arms round him.

"Bloody hell. What do you want," said Spike.

"What’s Spikey up to tonight." said the giggly slayer.

"What's it to you." replied Spike.

"Well I'm feeling all tingly and your good with your cock so maybe you can help me out." Buffy said flashing a sexy smile at Spike.

"Let me think. Find a demon to kill or shag you. Hmm. Crypts that way." said Spike walking away.

"Yay." said Buffy jumping up and skipping off after Spike.

The pair entered Spike's crypt Buffy closing the door behind her and before Spike could turn round she had her top and bra off and was walking towards Spike slowly.

"Didn't those use to be smaller?" asked Spike pointing to Buffy's seeming larger breasts.

"Don't remember," said Buffy looking down at her chest, "but they do look good. Wanna play with them."

Not caring about the way Buffy was behaving Spike pulled Buffy towards him and began to violently fondle her breasts while Buffy worked her jeans and panties off. Spike's treatment of her breast was causing Buffy great pleasure she then slowly fell to her knees and unzipped Spike's jeans then took his cock in her mouth. She performed like a pro, teasing Spike for several minutes before taking the full length of his cock and started sucking like a vacuum cleaner and swallowing his entire load when he came.

"Spike's cum tasty." said Buffy.

"You feeling alright." said Spike not really caring.

"Uh Huh. I'm happy. Happy and horney." she replied charging at Spike trying to force him to the floor but not realizing her strength had been reduced.

"Funny, I used to be strong," said Buffy pouting with disappointment, "Why can't I throw you on the floor?"

"Maybe you’re having an off day." said Spike grabbing Buffy then throwing her to the floor.

He then leapt on top of her his cock entering her wet pussy while his hands again went for her breasts. Spike worked his cock in and out of Buffy's pussy while kissing, sucking and fondling her nipples. Within moment Buffy had forgotten about her reduced strength, as she was lost in sexual ecstasy. Buffy continued fucking Spike for quite sometime not that she was truly aware of the passage time anymore. By the time they were finished and Buffy was ready to leave her IQ had fallen below 100.

"Buffy aren't you forgetting something?" said Spike sitting on a stone coffin watching Buffy as she was about to leave.

"Don't know, don’t think so." replied Buffy looking confused.

"It's customary to dress before going outside." said Spike admiring her naked form.

"Oh yeah. I'm so silly." said Buffy putting her clothes back on.

"Why do I wear a bra that doesn't fit?" asked Buffy not realizing that her bra had fitted when she entered the crypt.

Deciding to go without her bra Buffy put her top back on, but even that seemed tight around her breasts, and headed off back on her patrol although she quickly forgot that was what she was meant to be doing.

PART 8

It was just after 11.30pm when the Trio's van pulled up on the street with the Summers home. It had now been at least 4 hours since they had began Buffy's mental reduction meaning that her IQ would be down around 90. So before they went and rounded her up to reveal who it was that had defeated her, before she was little more that a mindless bimbo they had to induct her sister Dawn into their Harem.

Using their surveillance equipment they were able to see into the house where they saw Dawn sitting at the dining room table doing some schoolwork. So pulling out the palm top once again the Troika made their start on Dawn.

The first change they made to Dawn was to make her uncontrollably horney. So much so that she'd have to masturbate right there.

Inside the house Dawn was busy reading up on note for her English Lit class when suddenly she felt very hot. Stopping her work for a second she dove her hand down the front of her trousers and began to finger herself. As she continued fingering her virgin cunt she tried to carry on with her work but found that her notes were becoming harder and harder to understand. Dawn continued to masturbate now working her free hand down to her snatch. She let out a moan as she climaxed and was about to return to her work when suddenly she realized she couldn't understand any of the words in front of her.

"So what did you do to her?" asked Warren.

"Oh when she orgasmed she became illiterate. Don't see why a slave needs an education anyway." said Andrew again typing in new changes to Dawn.

Andrew reviewed Dawn's profile deciding on what else to do to her. He decided not to reduce her IQ just yet but thought that what he had in mind would be slightly more entertaining.

- Dawn was now illiterate and was to lose the ability to do other basic things such as maths, work computers etc but be fully aware that she was able to do these things

- She was to lose the ability to refer to herself in the first person and was to start calling herself Dawnie instead of Dawn.

- Her speaking was to become more childish and she was to lose the ability to use politically correct words for body parts like breast, vagina, and penis.

He made it so that these changes would take place as soon as she saw the Trio. Wanting to see the changes take place the Trio went to the front door and knocked.

Dawn heard a knock at the door and got up to answer it.

"Buffy must have forgotten her keys again," Dawn, thought to herself.

Dawn opened the door to find not her sister but her archenemies the Trio.

Dawn tried to slam the door closed but the trio barged through pushing Dawn to the ground.

Panicking Dawn scrambled up the stairs towards her room.

"Get back here." ordered Jonathan.

"She's not programmed to obey us yet you idiot," said Warren leading the Trio up the stairs.

From behind the door in her room Dawn could hear the Trio opening the doors to the other searching for her. She quickly grabbed a ski poll that she had been keeping in her room since an army of zombies had decided to throw a dead mans party in their living room. Her heart raced as she realized her room would be next.

The door opened, Dawn clutched the ski poll tighter as Warren lead the way into her room.

WHACK

Dawn smacked the poll off Warren's head.

"Ouch!" he yelled, "You little bitch."

Grabbing the poll and wrestling it from her before she could hit him again Warren threw Dawn down onto her bed.

"Please don't hurt Dawnie." Dawn begged in a high-pitched girly voice.

Dawn couldn't understand why she had just referred to herself in the third person but when she pleaded with the Trio again she did the exact same thing.

"Nice to see those changes have taken effect," said Andrew.” I think we should make some more don't you."

As Dawn cowered in the corner of her room dreading what the Troika were about to do to her they were all gathered round the palm top whispering suggestions for further changes to Dawn.

As they finished inputting the next set of changes they looked up to see them take effect.

As the Trio watched with egger anticipation Dawn began to feel a strange sensation in her chest. Looking down she could see her breasts swelling up under her t-shirt; their continued swelling caused her bra to snap. When they stopped her breasts must have been about D-cups and her formerly loose t-shirt was now stretched tightly over them.

"How did you do this?" Dawn said with her new little girly voice, examining her new breasts.

"Oh with this." said Jonathan pointing to the palm top.

"And we're not finished yet." added Andrew.

"You're the ones who made it so Dawnie can't read and speaks this way." sobbed Dawn.

"Very clever." said Warren sarcastically.

"But why?" sobbed Dawn.

"'Cause we thought you'd make such a cute little girl slut," replied Warren implementing further changes.

- Dawn was always to talk and act like little girl but still remain fully aware of the way she really was.

- Dawn's nipples and clit were to become ultra sensitive

- Dawn was always to be in a state of arousal

- Dawn was to be extremely turned on by being spanked

- Dawn would develop an obsession with sucking; at all times she would be sucking on something whether it be cock, nipples, lollypops etc

- Dawn was completely obedient to the Troika

In an instant Dawn was changed, her t-shirt and jeans now replaced by the Trio's idea of the perfect school uniform, a tiny white shirt with no buttons that was only closed up by the fact that it was knotted up at the base of Dawn's breasts, it was so tight and thin that her nipples were clearly visible, a very short pleated grey skirt that only just covered her bare ass and pussy, knee high white stockings and 6-inch black stilettos. Her lips were now done up in a light pink as was her eye shadow and nail varnish, her hair now worn in pigtails. The look was completed by the lollypop she was sucking on although the Trio new that very soon she'd be sucking on something else.

PART 9

Buffy had been going through mental reductions for five hours by the time she had found her way home. She would have been home sometime ago had she not gotten lost in the graveyard. She had lost so much of her mind she failed to notice the black van across the street.

From inside the van the Trio watched her fumble about trying to figure out how to put the keys in the door.

"How's she doing then?" asked Warren.

"She's down to 80." said Andrew examining Buffy on the palm top.

"Excellent. When she gets in and finds what’s happened to Dawn she'll come after us and then we can bring her to her knees. Literally." said Warren.

"Not wanting to state the obvious but isn't she kinda like to stupid to care or even notice that dawn has been changed," said Jonathan.

"Oh Shit!" said Warren realizing Jonathan was right.

Making a change to Buffy that her mind would be restored when she saw Dawn the Trio took off back to their lair to await Buffy's arrival.

Now inside the house Buffy started heading up the stairs towards her room.

"Dawnie I home." she giggled.

Hearing moaning from Dawn's room and feeling aroused by it Buffy decided to look in on her little sister. But as soon as she opened the door and caught sight of her sister fingering herself the haze in her mind was gone.

"Dawn what’s happened to you?" she said pulling Dawn's fingers out of her pussy.

"Buffy!" Dawn yelled cheerfully. "Ooo you have big titties can Dawnie suck them."

Buffy hadn't even noticed that her breasts were bigger.

"Dawn. Who did this to you?" said Buffy.

"Master's Warren, Andrew & Jonathan. They made Dawnie hot gave her bigger tittie's and will give her nice treats to suck later." replied Dawn.

"We have to find them." said Buffy "Make them undo this.".

"Dawnie knows where to find them. She can take you to them." said Dawn jumping to her feet.

Feeling she had no choice Buffy agreed to take Dawn with her to find the Trio.

Dawn lead Buffy to the Trio's basement lair jumping, skipping and giggling the whole way. Her behaviour only angered Buffy further. She was going to beat the living daylights out of the Trio for this.

On arrival Buffy found the only thing that stood between her and her goal was a large wooden door. Buffy tried kicking it down but found she didn't have the strength. So throwing the full weight of her body against it she was able to force it open.

Buffy stormed down the stairs to find Warren, Jonathan and Andrew seated in their large recliner leather chairs being served drinks by Willow. Surprised by the sight of Willow, Buffy stopped.

"Willow what the hell are you doing?" asked Buffy.

"She's doing what she's programmed to do slayer." replied warren his usual smug look on his face.

"So what you brainwashed them?" asked Buffy.

"Pretty Much. Yeah." replied Warren.

"Well the games over now. I'm gonna make you wish the mother ship had returned for you a long time ago." said Buffy advancing towards them.

"Stop right there slayer." said Andrew.

Suddenly Buffy found she could move her legs were frozen.

"On your knees." commanded Warren.

Again Buffy's body did as it was told. Kneeing before the Troika she watched as Dawn entered and sat on Warren's lap.

"Does Dawnie get her treat now," she said looking up at Warren.

"In a minute first we need to finish with Buffy," said Warren.

"So I guess you've been the ones messing with me all night," said Buffy trying to get up off her knees.

"Yeah." said Jonathan.

"So why not just change me all at once?" said Buffy.

"Why? We wanted you to know who defeated you and now that your here you can watch helplessly while your sister sucks us off," replied Warren.

Motioning for Dawn to get down on the floor Warren unzipped his pants and let Dawn take the full length of his prick down her throat. Buffy looked on helplessly unable to turn her head away from her sister.

Warren blew his load down Dawn's throat and she moved onto Jonathan. Jonathan's load seemed to be a bit much for Dawn as the cum spilled out the sides of her mouth.

"Now that’s a bad little slut," said Warren, "You'll have to be punished for that.

Hearing this Dawn bent over grabbing her ankles and awaiting her punishment.

"Since your her legal guardian Buffy I think you should be the one to spank her." laughed Warren.

"Please don't make me do this. I'll do anything." pleaded Buffy.

"You'll do anything anyway." added Andrew still waiting his turn in Dawn's mouth.

Buffy lifted up Dawns skirt exposing her bare ass and raising her hand to it she smacked Dawn, once, twice, three times. Buffy kept apologising to Dawn as she continued spanking her sister not realizing that awn was enjoying the experience.

Once Dawn had been smacked about twenty times Warren let her resume her sucking and Buffy to drop back to her knees in tears.

Once Dawn was finished sucking off Andrew, he had her mount his cock and begin bouncing up and down on it while Warren got the palm top so that Buffy could meet her fate.

In an instant where Buffy had been kneeling crying over spanking her sister was now Warren's new improved Buffy. Gone was the tight jumper and jeans and in their place a tiny pair of pink hot pants, a pair pink of six-inch heels and a tiny white T-shirt stretched tightly over her FF cup breasts her permanently erect and pierced nipple visible through the thin material. The teary eyes were now filled with lust as she watched her sister ride Andrew's cock. She licked her pouty lips in anticipation of having one of her master’s cocks between them.

"We won. We actually Won." said Jonathan looking in amazement at their latest prize.

"So what do we do now?" asked Andrew.

"I have an idea," said Jonathan.

"Yeah Right. What." replied Warren.

"Never mind." said Jonathan secretly, "Just round up the Harem before I get back."

Jonathan left taking the palm top with him so in his absence Andrew and Warren decided to enjoy their harem.

Sometime later Jonathan returned to the lair. By this time Anya and Tara had returned.

Jonathan gathered the group outside and showed them his surprise.

"This is it. A tour bus." said Warren.

"Yeah it's got everything we need, beds, bathroom, kitchen, cable." replied Jonathan.

"Cable. Really. Do we get free porn," said Warren getting distracted.
"Oh Yeah." said Jonathan.

"Now why do we need a tour bus you idiot." snapped Warren.

"I thought we could take the harem on a little road trip," said Jonathan.

"Where?" asked Andrew suddenly seeming interested.

"L.A. I have a "friend" I want to get reacquainted with."

PART 10

It was almost 3 hours before the Troika's bus arrived in LA. Each took one hour at the wheel while the other two enjoyed all the perks of having a harem.
On arrival they set about finding Angel Investigations where they would find Jonathan's intended victim - Cordellia Chase.

Back in high school Cordellia had been the queen bitch constantly treating Jonathan like crap and now that he could he wanted some sweet revenge.

Deciding to leave the harem in the bus under the supervision of Tara, just encase there was more than one person inside. They couldn't afford to give any advanced warning since they could only affect one person at a time.

They entered the old hotel that housed Angel Investigations via the main entrance and entered the reception area. There wasn't anybody at the reception desk but they could see a cute girl with long dark hair wearing glasses working on the computer.

Warren walked up to the front desk and rang the bell getting the girls attention. Coming out of the office Warren could see she had a slim figure and small breasts hidden under her jeans and top.

"Is this Angel Investigations?" said Warren

"Yeah. Can I help you with something? Some evil fiend from hell getting’ you down?" she asked enthusiastically in a Texan accent which Warren found rather sexy.

"No. We're looking for.... Help me out here." he said snapping his fingers trying to remember the name.

"Cordellia Chase." added Jonathan.

"We're old friends." finished Warren.

"Well she's not here right now but she'll be back any minute." replied the girl.

"That's a pity. I suppose we can wait." said Warren watching as Andrew and Jonathan sat done on the circular sofa in the centre of the room, "By the way I didn't catch your name."

"Me? I'm Fred. It's short for Winifred but everyone just calls me Fred."
replied the Texan girl.

Warren took the palm top out of his jacket and input Fred's profile programming her to obey all his commands.

"Well Fred if we're going to wait here for Cordellia maybe you should provide some entertainment," said Warren.

"Like a game. I love games," babbled Fred.

"No I was thinking you could put on a little strip show and give me a lap dance." replied Warren.

With the programming kicking in Fred agreed to perform for Warren as he joined his partners on the sofa.

As Fred began to hear imaginary music playing in her head she began to sway her hips, clutching the bottom of her top suggestively rolling it up her slim body flashing her flat stomach at the Trio. She worked the top off and swung it round her head a couple of times before throwing it at Jonathan. The Trio could now see her rather small bra clad chest (but that could be fixed soon enough).

Next Fred turned her back to the Trio and continued to perform her long, gyrating dance thrusting her cute little ass from side to side. Turning back to face her audience she kicked her right shoe off to the left and then her right shoe off to the left then continued to seductively edge closer to Warren.

Still gyrating her hips Fred began to unbutton the unzip her jeans and slide them down her legs. As she stepped out of them she was left dancing only in her black bra matching thong and her glasses. She continued to dance in front of Warren sliding her hands up over her body stopping to fondle her small breasts for a moment then carrying on up to her hair. She played with her hair for a while, before moving my hands higher; clasping them together above her head and holding this position she moved into a belly-dancer routine.

She once again turned round and backed her ass into Warren's crotch and began rubbing herself against him occasionally tuning her head to flash him a sexy smile. While still rubbing her ass against Warren's crotch, Fred slid her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. She then turned round and sat herself on Warren's lap putting her arms around him she began to simulate sex thrusting her crotch against his.

After a few moments of this she got up again and proceeded to slide her thong down her legs then kicked off into Andrew's face while giving them a clear view of her exposed pussy.

As Fred stood naked in front of them still gyrating to the imaginary music the Trio decided what the were going to do with her. Warren wanted something fitting for this one so he took a moment to decide.

Fred looked over at Warren. "Well, Did you like the Show?" She winked at him.

Warren cruelly smiled back. "That I did, Freddie. You like that better than just simple Fred, don't you?" he said as his hands flew across the keyboard.

Fred giggled. "You know I do, Sugah.." Her accent getting more pronounced as her bosom began to grow.

"Well then, you'll love this." He said deciding on what to do with Fred.

He pressed enter on another set of commands. Immediately, Freddie's hair grew out to kiss her full ass as her bosom settled in on a 42DDD rack. Her waist thinned and hipped jutted out, making her perfect for dancing. She was immediately dressed up as a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader with her face made up.

Fred looked down at herself and giggled. "Awwh, Thank you Sugah.... " And kissed Warren passionately.

Warren slowly ended the Kiss. "Well 'hun', you want to thank me, You can tell me who else Angel has working for him."

Fred started kissing his neck and proceeded to tell him everything about Angel's allies.


TO BE CONTINUED