Buffy danced in her ceremonial slut robe, which consiste of a grey satin cape with iron-on patches of multi-colored vaginas and penises. She danced the dance of Sluttery. There was not much time until her friends returned, and she would have to be quick about who she fucked before they came back.
Just as she was about to leave her house for the shady side of town, she heard the laughing voices of Xander, Willow and Tara nearing the house... and it seemed they had company. Buffy looked around searching for a way to avoid running into them, but by then they had spotted her. Her whorish activities would have to wait for another day - or so she thought.
"Hey, Buffy", Xander called out in an unusually forward manner, "Good to see you in your whore dress!"
Buffy gasped.
"Y-y-you mean, you know about my sacred duty?"
Willow smiled sexily and added, "I think you mean 'sinful' duty!"
"Oh - no -" Buffy went on the offensive, " you see, being the Slutress is a sacred duty that was passed on from -"
"Shut up bitch," said Pat, one of the three men that the Scoobies had brought back with them. He was smiling as he said it, infuriating Buffy.
In an instant Buffy was on her back, being tied down by strange men and her supposed friends.
"Um, guys, I love being a slut, you don't have to tie me up!"
"Oh, yes we do, cause you look like a flower but you sting like a bee, like every Slutress in history!"
Buffy wonderd what the hell Pat and the others were talking about, but she soon found out.
Before she knew it, her friends had a scalpel to her forehead, which had been prepped with a design she couldn't see but knew to be drawn on her forehead in magic marker ink.
"Don't worry, " Willow smiled as she slipped a needle containing a strong sedative into Buffy's arm, "it'll all be better in the morning."
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Hours later, Buffy woke up feeling horribly violated, and reached up to rub her aching forehead....to find two antennae sticking out from her scalp! Horrified, she rushed to the mirror - alas, it was true. She had been surgically altered!
Buffy ran through the house in search of Willow, her new antennas flapping all the way. She found the redhead, naked in bed with her mouth attached to Tara's nipple, which she was suckling while asleep. But the shocking thing was that Xander and the three unknown men were also naked in bed with the pair. It was clear from the look and smell of things that they'd all enjoyed themselves the night before.
Buffy couldn't stand it. First she was tied up, drugged, surgically altered and kept from performing her sacred duty, and now Willow had stolen all those wonderful erections from her! In anger, Buffy picked up the ceramic cat on the dresser and flung it at Willow's face. Fortunately, her new appendages temporarily affected her aim and sent the doomed cat statuette crashing into the wall beside the bedpost.
Willow awoke with a start to an angry, antenna-bouncing Buffy.
"Why, Willow, WHY would you do this to me!", Buffy screamed, gesturing at once to her forehead and also to the lovenest surrounding her redhaired tormentor.
Willow smiled sheepishly and replied, "Well, we were just so tired of hearing that stupid Ricky Martin song. We were at the Bronze and they wouldn't stop playing it! So we figured, you being the Slutress and all, we could put antennae on you and then people would stop writing songs that are that stupid when they see how they measure up in real life."
"BUT WHY ME!!! You KNOW I have a sacred duty! Now NO-ONE will fuck me! And How could you do this to my forehead!!! I'm hideous!!!"
"Buffy, baby, no you're not. There are lots of people out there, SEXY STRONG AMAZING men who love body modification - not the stupid boob job kind, but something real. We wanted to open you up to that. And if you really want, we'll take 'em out. They won't scar if you do it before the month is up. It 's kind of a gift. See, this way you can try it out and see how you feel about it."
Buffy visibly brightened somewhat at this, but she still wasn't fully convinced that any good could come of this bizarreness.
"And you," she said tentatively, "what are you doing in bed with...Xander, and - and all these guys?"
Willow laughed in earnest.
"What, you mean Pat and 'the boys'? They're all body mod women, silly! And Xander? He's special. You'll really love it Buffy. I wanted to introduce you to this for a long time, but I sensed you weren't ready for it until just last night."
"Um, but Willow, are - are you sure it won' scar if I take them out?"
Willow gave her best friend a hug and said reassuringly, "Baby, it's all going to be ok. I know they won't scar because they're in service to the Goddess Medusa. She will not take those who are not ready to know Her. If it's not right for you, Buffy, She will release you, you will take them out, and move on. She is merciful in that way."
Buffy was so happy she cried. As tears fell from her eyes, her antennas glowed in happiness.
"Now that we've got all that straightened out," Willow said with a gleam in her eyes, " Wanna fuck?"
Buffy looked shocked.
"Um, Willow, won't Tara mind? And - and how did you know I'm the Slutress?"
Willow brazenly touched her hand to Buffy's breast and said, "Tara would never mind. Fucking the Slutress is a Sacred Joy. I want her to fuck you, and she wants that for me too. We want EVERYONE to fuck you. No one should be denied your Sacred Sluttiness. Especially not with those cute, beautiful antennas hallowing your head. And as for me knowing how? Join our fuck circle and I'll fill you in."
And with that, Buffy and Willow made mad, passionate love. The others joined in, creating a glorious morning orgy. As Buffy gulped down the umpteenth mouthful of pussy juice mixed with Xander's sperm that morning, she wondered in the back of her head how Anya would take all this.