“Thanks for lending me your body, B”
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Category:
-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Threesomes/Moresomes
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
84,198
Reviews:
32
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
3
Disclaimer:
I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer (BtVS), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 00 - Prologue
Title: “Thanks for lending me your body, B”
Author: Oric13
Universe: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairings: Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Joyce
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Willow
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Spike
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Willow + Tara
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Xander + Anya
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Others
Faith/Cordelia
Rating: NC-17
Keywords: F/F, M/F, F/FF, F/MF, incest, D/s, spank, fist, toys, anal, BDSM, beast, exhib, humil, voyeur, TV-parody
Feedback: is always welcome
Summary: Faith is in Buffy’s body and screws her, her mom and her friends royally… and I mean that literally!
Notes: This story takes place sometime around the episode “Who are you?” (S4E16) and is told from Faith’s POV.
I have always felt that Faith didn’t take full advantage of the situation when she inhibited Buffy’s body, and that realistically: she probably would have done a lot more naughty things besides having sex with Riley… This is my take on the whole body switch situation.
Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters from the TV show “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” that belongs to Fox and its related entities, and is not meant as an infringement on their copyright of the series.
Warning: This story contains: lesbian sex, incest, spanking, fisting, anal sex, exhibitionism, BDSM, humiliation and (towards the end) even some bestiality. Most of the sex is consensual but some of it is reluctant or semi-nc. If you don’t like the stuff I mentioned or are not mature enough for it, then I suggest you don’t read this story. If you do, then enjoy…
Please keep in mind that this story was originally written for the Sick & Twisted Fanfiction group: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/sicktwistedfanfic given the name of this group, you know what you can expect.
“Thanks for lending me your body, B”
by Oric13
Prologue (no sex)
I couldn’t help smiling as I saw my unconscious body - that now housed, B - being shipped off by the police, like the common criminal that B now is… Heh! The boss sure had one wicked sense of humour to come up with this idea.
*****
I quickly became used to living in B’s shoes -- which reminds me: I’ve got to buy some new shoes. When in Buffy, do as Buffy does… Heheheh!
After using the bathroom, I started doing my daily routine of Buffy exercises in front of the mirror.
“That’s WRONG!”
“You are a very bad man!”
“You can’t do that! It’s wrong!”
“Yes, that’s right, Willow: Faith is the root of all that’s evil in the world.”
“Thank GOD you’re here, Xander! Quickly, go fetch me some donuts!”
“Good afternoon! Yes, I would be Buffy.”
“Buffy says: don’t do drugs, kids!”
“Because it’s naughty!”
“Because it’s wrong!”
“Because it’s naughty and wrong!”
“Have no fear, BUFFY is here!”
“I’ll kick your ass!”
“Excuse me? Do you know in which aisle I can find the hair colouring tonics? No, it’s not for me! It’s for my mother.”
“Giiiiiles!! I feel bitchy and depressed. Quick!! Make me feel like the centre of the universe again!”
“Okay, that should do it for now. Thanks Giles! What? Nope, sorry can’t stay, bye-bye!”
*****
After finishing the practice I decided to return to Bu--my room and started looking through my new stuff.
I soon got bored with sifting through Buffy’s collection of girlie-magazines… by which I mean old issues of Cosmo, now if it were the OTHER kind of girlie-magazines I’d probably still be reading them.
Anyway, I naturally checked out her clothes; she had some nice threads, too bad it was mostly buried under that pastel-coloured shit she often wears. I really have to throw some of that stuff away!
Rumbling though her--my closet, I soon came upon the weapon’s chest. Finally something interesting to examine! I recognized it, because B had shown it to me when we were still - sort of - friendly with each other… way before the whole “sticking a knife in my gut” thing.
Quickly removing the false bottom, I checked out B’s -former- weapon supply. Not bad, but not very impressive either. Maybe the good stuff is in her dorm room…
Bored again, I looked around the room when suddenly I spotted something I never thought I’d see again: my knife! The one that the mayor gave to me. The one I lost that day when those creepy little critters came out of that box. The one B stuck in my gut! There it was: hanging from the wall, mounted in some kind of display case, the kind you use to put trophies in…
Which is probably what it was to B: some kinda fucking trophy! She stuck it in my belly and now it’s hanging from her fucking wall!! Probably because she couldn’t hang my head there. And it’s not like she couldn’t go to the hospital and cut it off, but she probably decided that my head didn’t match her wallpaper or something… Well, fuck you, B!
“FUCK YOU!!!”
You mean nothing to me anymore. I’ve got your body, your mother, your watcher, your friends and your life now… and I am damn well gonna enjoy it to the fullest! And you can rot away, for all I care, B!
To be continued in Chapter 1 - Seducing Joyce
Author: Oric13
Universe: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Pairings: Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Joyce
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Willow
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Spike
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Willow + Tara
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Xander + Anya
Faith (in Buffy’s body)/Others
Faith/Cordelia
Rating: NC-17
Keywords: F/F, M/F, F/FF, F/MF, incest, D/s, spank, fist, toys, anal, BDSM, beast, exhib, humil, voyeur, TV-parody
Feedback: is always welcome
Summary: Faith is in Buffy’s body and screws her, her mom and her friends royally… and I mean that literally!
Notes: This story takes place sometime around the episode “Who are you?” (S4E16) and is told from Faith’s POV.
I have always felt that Faith didn’t take full advantage of the situation when she inhibited Buffy’s body, and that realistically: she probably would have done a lot more naughty things besides having sex with Riley… This is my take on the whole body switch situation.
Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters from the TV show “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” that belongs to Fox and its related entities, and is not meant as an infringement on their copyright of the series.
Warning: This story contains: lesbian sex, incest, spanking, fisting, anal sex, exhibitionism, BDSM, humiliation and (towards the end) even some bestiality. Most of the sex is consensual but some of it is reluctant or semi-nc. If you don’t like the stuff I mentioned or are not mature enough for it, then I suggest you don’t read this story. If you do, then enjoy…
Please keep in mind that this story was originally written for the Sick & Twisted Fanfiction group: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/sicktwistedfanfic given the name of this group, you know what you can expect.
Prologue (no sex)
I couldn’t help smiling as I saw my unconscious body - that now housed, B - being shipped off by the police, like the common criminal that B now is… Heh! The boss sure had one wicked sense of humour to come up with this idea.
*****
I quickly became used to living in B’s shoes -- which reminds me: I’ve got to buy some new shoes. When in Buffy, do as Buffy does… Heheheh!
After using the bathroom, I started doing my daily routine of Buffy exercises in front of the mirror.
“That’s WRONG!”
“You are a very bad man!”
“You can’t do that! It’s wrong!”
“Yes, that’s right, Willow: Faith is the root of all that’s evil in the world.”
“Thank GOD you’re here, Xander! Quickly, go fetch me some donuts!”
“Good afternoon! Yes, I would be Buffy.”
“Buffy says: don’t do drugs, kids!”
“Because it’s naughty!”
“Because it’s wrong!”
“Because it’s naughty and wrong!”
“Have no fear, BUFFY is here!”
“I’ll kick your ass!”
“Excuse me? Do you know in which aisle I can find the hair colouring tonics? No, it’s not for me! It’s for my mother.”
“Giiiiiles!! I feel bitchy and depressed. Quick!! Make me feel like the centre of the universe again!”
“Okay, that should do it for now. Thanks Giles! What? Nope, sorry can’t stay, bye-bye!”
*****
After finishing the practice I decided to return to Bu--my room and started looking through my new stuff.
I soon got bored with sifting through Buffy’s collection of girlie-magazines… by which I mean old issues of Cosmo, now if it were the OTHER kind of girlie-magazines I’d probably still be reading them.
Anyway, I naturally checked out her clothes; she had some nice threads, too bad it was mostly buried under that pastel-coloured shit she often wears. I really have to throw some of that stuff away!
Rumbling though her--my closet, I soon came upon the weapon’s chest. Finally something interesting to examine! I recognized it, because B had shown it to me when we were still - sort of - friendly with each other… way before the whole “sticking a knife in my gut” thing.
Quickly removing the false bottom, I checked out B’s -former- weapon supply. Not bad, but not very impressive either. Maybe the good stuff is in her dorm room…
Bored again, I looked around the room when suddenly I spotted something I never thought I’d see again: my knife! The one that the mayor gave to me. The one I lost that day when those creepy little critters came out of that box. The one B stuck in my gut! There it was: hanging from the wall, mounted in some kind of display case, the kind you use to put trophies in…
Which is probably what it was to B: some kinda fucking trophy! She stuck it in my belly and now it’s hanging from her fucking wall!! Probably because she couldn’t hang my head there. And it’s not like she couldn’t go to the hospital and cut it off, but she probably decided that my head didn’t match her wallpaper or something… Well, fuck you, B!
“FUCK YOU!!!”
You mean nothing to me anymore. I’ve got your body, your mother, your watcher, your friends and your life now… and I am damn well gonna enjoy it to the fullest! And you can rot away, for all I care, B!
To be continued in Chapter 1 - Seducing Joyce