Chapter 1

I don’t own Buffy and The Vampire Slayer or the characters that appear within the show. I don’t make any money from the writing or posting of this story. Twenty five years ago my favorite show of all time premiered and now I want to share a serial loosely based on the eighteen year-old characters and older as their adventures continue from the year of high school graduation on into an exploration of the the college years.

Evan the owner of the costume shop had stocked the finest costumes for Halloween. As Buffy, Willow and Xander were browsing the costumes and talking, Buffy’s eyed a beautiful blue dress /gown on display on a large metal cone shaped frame rack.

Evan, the owner of the costume shop noticed that Buffy was eying the 18th Century blue colored gown. He came over to Buffy and took the elegant gown off the metal cone-frame.

“Would you like to try it on”? Evan asked.

Buffy shook her long brown hair and displayed a small frown:

“Oh no, I could never afford this dress”

“Nonsense try it on, you will be beautiful in it.” The shop owner said to Buffy.

“It really is lovely and I would love to be a princess but,...”

The shop owner smiled at Buffy and handed the blue gown to the eighteen year-old.

“I think we can work something out.”

Buffy puts on the elegant long blue ball-gown and modeled it for her friends and the shop owner.

“Thank you kind sir,” Buffy said and curtsied.

She bent her knee and dipped her bottom half in a curtsey 18th Century gesture and the shop owner/Evan and Xavier both could not help but notice as her pants were strained by her movement the twin lines of her bikini panties were clearly visible through the tightly stretched fabric.

The men could detect by the shape and the size seen across Buffy’s behind and that she was wearing bikini panties.

Buffy was pleased when Evan acknowledged her curtsey as she rose back to her full height.

Evan, the shop owner whispers in Buffy’s Ear.

“The dress is authentic and the bloomers were hand made in France. Promise me you will wear the panties as well as the gown.”

Buffy assured the shop owner she would wear the gown and the panties:

“Certainly I will do as you request. Thank you so much, I will be a princess.” Buffy said. Her smile lit up the store.

“My lady,” Xander said and acknowledged her curtsy with a bow.

“Like a princess,” Willow piped in, Buffy left the store with the blue 18th Century ball-gown and antique authentic white silk brief panties, which Buffy in private had promised to wear under the long multi layered crinoline petticoats to hold the blue dress out as it was fashioned to be worn.

On Halloween Night, Buffy was in her bedroom and getting dressed to take the children she had been volunteered to take Trick or Treat.

The Vampire Slayer was excited to have a night off from fighting demons because Halloween was a night demons laid low.

Totally refreshed from her shower examined the brief panties on her bed from over 100 years old. She noticed there thread-bare condition. Buffy picked up the antique 18th Century white panties, started to pull them up her legs and up over her round bottom.

“Oh well I did promise that nice man I would wear them under this beautiful ball gown he let me buy at a price I could afford,” Buffy said to herself,

The high school teenage girl relished in the luxurious soft feel of the soft silk panties as she pulled them over her firm yet with just a pinch of baby-fat on her hard muscular bottom cheeks as it caressed and embraced the flesh of her bottom. She dressed in the aristocratic blue ball-gown dress and turned into a princess.

The doorbell rang and she went downstairs letting her friend Xander in who was astounded by her beauty in the Renaissance Era Gown.

“Buffy” was the word spoken, between Xander and Buffy.

Buffy closed the door and performed a deep curtsey in a gesture to Xander.

Two hours were spent escorting the kiddies around the neighborhood to get their fill of candy, they had been safely returned to Sunnydale High.

Now, Buffy was ready to cut loose herself. Buffy was on the way to The Bronze to party with her friends and enjoy her time dressed as a princess. Suddenly she remembered her heirloom necklace had been left over at Miss Calendar’s. Her computer Teacher and Gile’s Girlfriend informed Buffy her necklace was over at her house.

^^^^^^ Buffy walked almost gliding in her glamorous blue ball-gown of an 18th Century Princess to retrieve her necklace, which would accessorize her elegant gown so well.

She needed to look perfect tonight. The décolletage of her blue ball-gown should be neither too low showing too much of her well-rounded breasts nor unstylish high. Her waist-length golden hair swept up into a cascade of waterfall curls from the top of her head.

Miss Calendar had finally had it!

The circumstances demanded action and the time was now, Buffy was going to get spanked hard, very hard to a real blistering...

Miss Calendar had envisioned Buffy’s Spanking ever since she started dating Giles the school librarian and Buffy’s watcher.

Giles had been in a constant of angst since Buffy had lied to him about being home with her mother. Her, Rupert was having trust issues with Buffy and Jenny was determined to clear the animosity between the Slayer and her Watcher.

Buffy would certainly have more redness to consider after Miss Calendar finished spanking her tonight.

Halloween Night would be Buffy’s comeuppance.

What had really sent him over the edge today?

What inflamed her desire to spank Buffy, HARD?

Buffy dressed in an elegant 18th Century Antebellum blue dress with ruffles gown opened the door and curtsied to Miss Calendar, her teacher.

Miss Calendar decided that she should teach The Vampire Slayer an exemplary real lesson.

“What Is It Miss Calendar “, Buffy asked as she stood in the room tossing her blonde hair back impatiently.

“Buffy you act like your actions do not affect those around you”.

“I do not,” Buffy said with a pertinent pout.

“The truth is missy you lied to Giles and your lack of judgment going to that college frat party needlessly endangered everyone,” Miss Calendar informed the eighteen year-old.

Miss Calendar broke of the conversation.

Buffy gasped, fluttered her hands at him angrily and jumps up,

“How dare you talk to me that way Miss Calendar?”

“You have no business!” Buffy said red faced.

Facing her, hands on hips, Buffy asked suspiciously,

“What are you going to do?” Buffy asked with concern in her voice.

“Miss Summers I am going to spank you good and hard, as well as long.”

Her face was flaming a cherry red with indignation and humiliation at being spoken to by Miss Calendar, as if she were a misbehaving child and Miss Calendar the adult in charge of her.

“I won’t allow you to talk that way to me. I think it is obviously way past time to start your next lesson”.

“No don’t you dare, get away from me”, Buffy spouted

“Get your hands off me Miss Calendar”! The Slayer continued.

Buffy felt herself yanked sprawling in an upended tangle over Miss Calendar’s knee. She spread her legs to support Buffy’s girlish weight and length. Miss Calendar was ready to make her backside shine. Buffy now was down to her last petticoat.

“But ... but Buffy finally found the breath to sputter, Buffy literally spitting out her words to Miss Calendar

“NO way am I going to let you spank me! Buffy angrily announced.

“C-can’t you just take my word that I’ll try to behave?” Buffy tried to negotiate with Giles girlfriend.