Chapter 5: A Very Disturbing Teenage Sister

Quite unaware of the upheaval in other parts of Sunnydale, Willow stooped over her laptop. She stared at the screen without moving a finger. It only showed the logo of a kneeling woman over the word BimboTech.

Her usually lively face seemed frozen inside its frame of copper colored hair. White teeth bit on her lower lip.

The screen pulsed.

A greenish neon light licked at her skin. The kneeling figure reflected in her unmoving eyes. Whatever happened behind them could only be guessed. Until little moans started to escape her mouth. A rash of goose bumps spread over her skin. And two insistent morsels of flesh pushed at the soft material of her blouse.

Minutes passed without the girl moving.

Tiny beads of sweat formed on her brow and upper lip. Then her hand crept from the keyboard over the edge of the table. It fell into her lap.

"Willow?"

The girl with the laptop did not seem to hear. Her hand didn't stop either. It slid to the hem of her skirt and slowly pulled it up her naked thighs.

"Willow? Hello?"

The hand stopped. Ever so slowly the face of the girl turned to the source of the voice. Her gray eyes were almost opaque. Her mouth hung open.

"Willow, are you all right?"

The teenage girl in the door opening came closer to peer into the other woman's face. Then a cloud seemed to drift away. It restored some of the sparkle in the eyes.

"Oh, hi, hello Stacy," Willow said. Her voice was thick with disuse. She had to clear her throat twice.

"Did you come for Dawn? I don't think she is in yet, honey."

Stacy sighed.

She had always deemed Willow eccentric. Not at all a woman to feel at ease with. So she was glad that she seemed to have returned to some degree of normalcy. Stacy loved normalcy.

"No," she said. "I came to see Buffy. Is she in? I have to tell her something important."

Willow once more seemed to slip back into absence. Her lips formed words without sound.

"Is she in?" Stacy asked again.

"Ah, eh... yes, of course. She is in the patio... I guess."

Willow smiled vaguely. Then she turned her face back to the screen of her laptop.

Stacey stood watching, but the red haired woman seemed to have shut the world out again. She shrugged and turned to go look for Buffy.

Willow's face reflected a pulsing green. A new little moan escaped her open mouth.

Dawn crunched the last sweet sticky granules of her lollipop between her strong white teenage molars.

Her breezy head still rang with the sounds and sighs of orgiastic bliss. The smell of sex lingered in her flaring nostrils. Every fiber of her body tingled with horniness.

There always was the aching need to be with her Master.

When she reached what used to be her home she knew it would not be long now. She would talk her sister into going with her to meet Master Fink.

Thinking his name made her thighs shake without control.

Her stiletto heels rang on the stone floor. She almost yelled that she was home, when the words froze in her throat. In the eerie light of her laptop Willow sat masturbating. She ploughed her fingers through the exposed slit of her vagina.

The sopping noise filled the room.

It was accompanied by hoarse moans and high pitched little squeals.

Fascinated by the sight the teenage girl stood watching. She sighed and took in every move, every sound. It all went straight to her pussy and drenched her flimsy thong.

Oh my God, did it make her horny.

"Willow... , " she whispered, coming closer. "Oh, Willow, how sexy you look... mmmmmm."

She grabbed the absorbed woman's face and closed her gross lips over the weak, open mouth.

She dashed a hard tongue into it.

Behind her back Stacy passed the door opening. She stiffened when she saw the two girls kissing and making out. Her eyes widened. Her mouth became a big O.

Then she shrieked and started running.

Buffy heard the shriek and came running. What she found stopped her short. "Willow, what the hell is going on!!?"

Her best friend was naked from the waist down. She had her shirt hiked up and her breasts out of her bra. When she got no response from Willow she looked at Dawn.

"What the hell is going on with you?! And her!!!"

Dawn giggled insanely.

"You'll find out soon."

Buffy's yelling stirred Willow.

She returned to some form of reality. Some form of... being there? She had to tell Buffy. She had to, but what?

"Buff-buffy. I totally found something out." Her voice was weak.

"What?"

Willow grabbed her laptop and held it up in front of Buffy.

"I learned... like... learned a lot. BT stands for BimboTech. They say a woman's place is on her knees. And they're so totally right."

Buffy had already gone slack-jawed staring at the screen.

"Yay!"

Dawn jumped up and down clapping. She wasn't going to have to drag an unwilling Buffy down to BimboTech. She was going to bring a future bimbo there, eager to be transformed.

"... So totally right," Buffy sighed.

She stared at the pulsing image of the BimboTech logo. The subliminals were working quickly on the slayer's pretty eyes. What Buffy saw in the pink pulsating light was freedom. A freedom of being the slayer. A freedom to let go and revel in her most wicked sexual fantasies. A smile spread over Buffy's face. She began to see nothing wrong with the way Dawn looked or had been behaving.

"... On her knees."

Dawn simply looked on with the largest smile her doctored lips could muster. Very soon she would be back with her Master. He would have two new bimbosluts to do with as he pleased.

It made her so happy that Buffy was accepting the subliminals.

"Hey, everyone!" Xander called. He walked into the house with Anya. They both carried two loaded grocery bags. "Hello? Anyone home?"

Buffy's empty eyes blinked a few times.

Then she realized what she was doing. It took some mental strength, but she managed to tear her eyes away from the siren song of the website.

Willow, on the other hand, could not even hope to rip her eyes away. She had been going to the website whenever she had been alone, ever since she had found it that fateful night. Her mind was now open to everything BimboTech had to offer.

"We're-we're in here," Buffy called out.

Dawn's joyful face fell from ecstasy to worry. Buffy gave her a stern look. "We're going to have a talk, girl. Now, just please try to act normal."