You anticipated me! Shhhh, just for you, the end of Sunday Morning:
"I have been filled with Spike's demon seed. I now swell with life. As his undead seed now transforms my body, his love has shaped my soul," Xander said.
"What?" Willow screeched, for she was full of witchly power, and therefore of herself. "That isn't possible!!!"
"It is," Tara cried passionately - yes, passionately, "it is possible. For I have given them my essence and what was once Xander has now become me, and what I once was has now become he. By Diana I command it!"
"Lovely rhyme, Glinda luv, my sweet bird, but even I'm thinking that's bloody gibberish, and I was there," Spike said, his eyes glowing the hot neon of a thousand beer signs as they raked her full, womanly figure.
"I have given of my life forming womanhood to Xander," Tara explained as Willow's eyes grew darker than death itself. "They wanted a child to prove that their love is as pure as that of a vampire for a slayer. This was a love beyond souls, beyond any canonical restraints. I could not deny them. We shagged, Willow," she said, hearing her lover's pained gasp and regretting it, (but still reveling in her many hours of hot man on man on witch love with Spike and Xander.) "Yes, we shagged majestically. Gaia and the forces of the earth blessed our coming together, and soon Xander shall bring forth the proof of that great love. He shall bring it forth with his bottom, for that is his true nature."
Xander, emboldened by the hormones now coursing through his body, and feeling kind of bloated, stepped forward and slapped Willow harshly across the cheek. "So don't bring back Buffy, because she was uptight and kind of righteous and she'd think this was dumb, okay?"
Spike jerked his head. "C'mon," he said to Tara and Xander. "We're all incredibly hot. There is more shagging to be had. Xander can still take my fierce reaming until right before he must give passage to the child created by my glorious cock, his soulful eyes and your bountiful bosom. I've got a raging hard-on and all this talk about bringing forth has me humping the air. Let's leave Red to work her magicks while we test the limits of believability."
"Sure," Xander answered, his hand caressing the living mound that was the realization of his love for Spike and their shared pillaging of Tara's ripe body.
"Okay by me," Tara answered, shrugging and leaving Willow alone, still clutching the urn of Osiris and a hand-lettered sign that read, "Welcome Back From Hell, Buffster!"
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Date: 2004-09-27 08:29 pm (UTC)From:"I have been filled with Spike's demon seed. I now swell with life. As his undead seed now transforms my body, his love has shaped my soul," Xander said.
"What?" Willow screeched, for she was full of witchly power, and therefore of herself. "That isn't possible!!!"
"It is," Tara cried passionately - yes, passionately, "it is possible. For I have given them my essence and what was once Xander has now become me, and what I once was has now become he. By Diana I command it!"
"Lovely rhyme, Glinda luv, my sweet bird, but even I'm thinking that's bloody gibberish, and I was there," Spike said, his eyes glowing the hot neon of a thousand beer signs as they raked her full, womanly figure.
"I have given of my life forming womanhood to Xander," Tara explained as Willow's eyes grew darker than death itself. "They wanted a child to prove that their love is as pure as that of a vampire for a slayer. This was a love beyond souls, beyond any canonical restraints. I could not deny them. We shagged, Willow," she said, hearing her lover's pained gasp and regretting it, (but still reveling in her many hours of hot man on man on witch love with Spike and Xander.) "Yes, we shagged majestically. Gaia and the forces of the earth blessed our coming together, and soon Xander shall bring forth the proof of that great love. He shall bring it forth with his bottom, for that is his true nature."
Xander, emboldened by the hormones now coursing through his body, and feeling kind of bloated, stepped forward and slapped Willow harshly across the cheek. "So don't bring back Buffy, because she was uptight and kind of righteous and she'd think this was dumb, okay?"
Spike jerked his head. "C'mon," he said to Tara and Xander. "We're all incredibly hot. There is more shagging to be had. Xander can still take my fierce reaming until right before he must give passage to the child created by my glorious cock, his soulful eyes and your bountiful bosom. I've got a raging hard-on and all this talk about bringing forth has me humping the air. Let's leave Red to work her magicks while we test the limits of believability."
"Sure," Xander answered, his hand caressing the living mound that was the realization of his love for Spike and their shared pillaging of Tara's ripe body.
"Okay by me," Tara answered, shrugging and leaving Willow alone, still clutching the urn of Osiris and a hand-lettered sign that read, "Welcome Back From Hell, Buffster!"
THE END