BtVS: A Demon’s Curse - Sex Stories

BtVS: A Demon’s Curse

... unexplained weakness while slaying, and at no other time, was a dangerous sign of a demonic curse. She could hear his solemn voice now, as he told her to contact him at anytime, anywhere... if this occurred. Buffy chatted with Giles for a while. It was so nice to hear his voice again. They talked for a bit, but he soon broke off the conversation… “Ok, Buffy,” he interrupted, “what’s happened? I can tell by the tone of your voice something is wrong.” Buffy spilled out the details of nights of weakness, where no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t find enough energy to continue with the slaying. After asking her numerous questions, Giles warned her that she needed to stay in for the night while he did some research on this. “I don’t want to scare you, Buffy,” he said, “but this could be serious. It sounds like a type of demonic curse here. If this is true, you are in some danger. Stay in, try to rest, and I will get back to you with some type of solution. Oh, and it’s probably a good idea to keep this to yourself. This could possibly effect the others around you too, I don’t know why, and I have no idea what we are dealing with here, but it’s best to be cautious. I will work on this and find a solution.” “Thanks Giles,” Buffy murmured as she said goodbye. She sat there alone in her room wondering what this was all about, and what Giles had meant when he warned her not to tell anyone. She didn’t like the tone in his voice. Was this really serious after all? Buffy heard Dawn ...

... leaving for school, and suddenly had the urge to say goodbye to her overrode her entire being. She dashed down the stairs as quick as she could and gave her younger s*ster a big hug. “What are you up to this afternoon, Dawnie,” she said as she brushed a lock of hair out of her s*ster’s eyes. “Oh, I am off to the magic shop for a bit after school. I am helping Anya with this new shipment of potions that came in. They even sent me a book to read about them. It’s really interesting.” “That’s great then,” said Buffy smiling at her s*ster. “Have a fun day, oh and those tight beige pants look great on you, turn around, yep they fit perfectly... you have a nice ass little s*ster,” she said, as she gave it a playful little spank. “Thanks,” Dawn smiled back, happy that Buffy wasn’t scolding her over her chosen attire. “You look pretty good too, love the way that t-shirt fits, nice and tight,” the girls smiled and shared a hug before Dawn rushed out to school. * * * As evening rolled around, Buffy tried to keep her mind and body occupied. She watched TV, and then spent some time with Dawn in the kitchen helping her make yet another one of her great deserts. She didn’t really understand her s*ster’s current obsession with baking, and cooking. It seemed she spent all her free time in that kitchen making up some sort of concoction. Then, of course, Buffy and Willow, and Dawn too, would have to eat it all. The nice thing was, it was all delicious. Every morsel of food Dawn made was so good ...