Great Perverted Game: A New World

Author’s Note: Whew, finished a story. Epilogue came out shorter than I anticipated, but I felt adding on wouldn’t help at this point.

This was an interesting experience. Creating a game system and having another player play as Xander was a lot of fun. I probably could have written ten stories this length in the time it took me to do the programming and coding for the game file, but I’ve never finished a long story before so the effort paid off.

Not knowing where the story was going to go was interesting. It was certainly more fun as each turn was also new for me. It did make things tricky at time, I would not have written Joyce the way I did way back in turn 4 if I knew there would be no future actions with her (rkimmelerre didn’t either as I suspect Joyce was next on his list, but that were was too much going on in the game to get to her). Despite the difficulty of writing without knowing what was going to happen, it was much more fun. While I doubt I’ll repeat this experiment with the same setup in the near future, I will be trying to use reader input for future stories as it serves as a great motivation.

My thanks again to rkimmelerre. He has been immensely helpful and this story would not have happened without him being a part of it.

Epilogue

It took a moment for Xander to recover, his last memory being the orgy at the Summers house, but he was back in the library. Buffy, Willow, and Tara were gone, but the robed figure was still there. Xander raced across the room and punched him in the face.

“Ow! Dick!”

The hood fell away and Xander saw who he had punched, “Andrew?”

“Yeah, why did you hit me?”

“Because you were trying to destroy the world!”

“No, I wasn’t. I was just playing the game against you. It’s not like…”

“That’s enough, Mr. Wells,” a woman in an expensive business suit said as she came through the door. “Your part here is done.”

Andrew disappeared and Xander raised his fists, “What’s going on?”

“Oh, put down your hands, Mr. Harris. I’m not the fighting type. My name is Lilah Morgan and I am your representative. Why don’t you sit down and get ready for the next round.”

“Next round of what? I won, the game is over.”

“Yeah, about that,” Lilah said as she took a seat at the table, “that was a very successful start, though Mr Wells’ heart really wasn’t in it. We thought you were the better pick, but a test run was a good idea.”

“A test run? That meant nothing?”

“Of course it meant something. Don’t you know what is going on?”

Xander collapsed into the chair, “No one has bothered to tell me anything. What happened to the people?”

“What people?”

“The other Xander, and Buffy, Willow, and Tara. That whole Sunnydale.”

“Oh, it’s out there, somewhere. Another dimension. They’ll spin off on their own timeline, but our concern, currently, is this plane of existence.”

“This plane of existence should be fine. I played and stopped the Apocalypse.”

“Not exactly, you stopped ‘a’ Apocalypse.”

“Wait, what?” Xander tried to say, but the world was already vanishing around them.

-

Xander smiled as he pulled his cock from Willow’s mouth, she held onto him for a few moments trying to get the last bits of cum, before finally relenting and letting him go. He collapsed back onto the couch next to an exhausted Buffy and Tara.

“Should I get the strapons?” Willow asked.

“It’s break time, Will,” Xander said as the girls beside him nodded. “I was coming over to fix the shower; I didn’t expect an orgy.”

“We broke the shower having an orgy,” Tara reminded him.

“And you fixed the shower,” Willow reminded him. “And we haven’t even tried it out yet.”

“Again, it’s time for a break,” Xander said. Willow had been growing in magic power recently and her lusts had been increasing with her strength. He needed to move things in a different direction before she pushed them into more sex, “Buff, how Dawn and what’s his name?”

“Well, being what’s his name is only being brought around because she’s trying to make you jealous, I don’t think it’s going so well if you don’t even remember who he is. If it’s not obvious, she wants you, not another boy.”

It was pretty obvious; that she tried to sneak into bed with Xander and whatever girl he was sleeping with (sometimes, all of them) when he stayed over at the Summers’ house was the major clue. It didn’t help that she had gotten really good at getting his cock into her mouth before any of them woke up. Which, about half the time, led to her getting fucked. Xander knew it was only encouraging her, but turning down sex mid blowjob was not a feat he was going to be accomplishing 100% of the time.

Not that the girls were helping. Between giving into Dawn’s offers of ‘my mouth is free if anyone wants their pussy licked’ to ‘oops, I dropped a cup, I guess I need to be punished’ antics, she was still very much a part of the relationship. She was almost never involved with them as a group, but she managed to keep pushing her way into smaller encounters.

“If she wants to make Xander jealous, she should start dating Janice or Kit,” Willow suggested, “or both.When the sale isn’t working, upgrade it to a package deal.”

“I’m quite happy with the women I have in my life,” Xander said as he put his arms around Buffy and Tara.

“That’s sweet,” Tara said, “but I don’t think Dawnie is going to change her behavior anytime soon. Either you’ll have bring her in, or cut her off completely.”

Xander nodded in agreement. Those were really the only options they had left. And bringing her in would mean actually explaining what was going on in Sunnydale. And Xander didn’t want that. Dawn was still the normal one. Best to keep it so she wasn’t involved.

“Buff, tell us about the new threat in town. You ran into some kind of monk?”

“Yeah, he was here to warn me about someone called Glory.”