Giles gasped as he faced the ghost of Jenny Calender. “O-Of
course. Consider it done. I wish Jenny Calendar was alive once more…”
The demoness who has stolen the powers of the succubi felt
power flow through her body, making it solid and giving her physical form. The
power from wishes comes in three, and now, with this final wish she was whole.
Except… it needed a little more.
The demoness stood behind him, wrapping her arms around him,
her long nails lightly pressing into his chest. “Oh Baby, she was no good for
you. Remember how she lied and betrayed you?” she whispered into his ear – her succubus
powers working to break his resolve. “You should demand her loyalty now she is reborn.”
“Yes, you’re right…” he said, his voice light and uncertain.
“and… I want Jenny’s full loyalty.”
The demoness laughed. “And what could be more loyal than a
dog?”
“Rupert, no!” she screamed, as she watched her hands fist tightly,
the sound of the bones cracking loudly. She screamed in pain, as her hands reformed
into what were effectively just stumps on the end of her arms. After all, a dog
had no need for fingers and thumbs.
“Giles for the love of God!” she begged, looking at his
uncaring face through watering eyes. “Noooooooooooo!” her protect ended in a mournful
howel, as the bones of her back and legs
cracked, reforming. She felt her weight shift, making it hard to stand, and she
collapsed forwards onto her stumped, fisted paws. She howled and whimpered, as
her clothes melted away, her considerable jewellery melting and flowing over
her new bare skin, forming a golden collar around her throat, a tag proclaiming
her name “Jenny” hanging from the front.
----
“From Witch to Bitch.” He quipped, looking down at her crawling
at his feet. “Looks like you know your place now.” He turned to look at the
Demoness behind him. “But I don’t think I can say the same about you, can I?”
She smiled. “Now I have physical form, nothing will stop me.
Billions of humans, each with their own fantasies and perversions. An endless
supply of power. And you my pawn was just the beginning”
“Oh I wouldn’t say that. Eram concludens in carcerem et in
lumine.”
A cylinder of light enveloped the demoness making her
scream.
“I’m no pawn. While not the best spell for the occasion, it’s
the best I could do with no preparation. And it should keep you safely contained
for a few minutes.”
She lashed out and screamed in pain, unable to move.
Giles leaned in. “You’re more than a Vengence Demon. Did you
steal the power or a genie, or… “ he smiled. “That’s it. You’ve stolen the
powers of a succubus. And I’d wager you’re more succubus than vengenge demon
now.”
“Come on baby,” she pleaded in a breathy voice. “Let me free
and the two of us can play.” She ran her hands down her body, finishing with them
between her legs.”
“Oh, did you really think that would work on me?” he asked,
his voice light and casual. “You manged to entrance me before, but that was
before any of those changes had an effect on me.” He stopped and cocked his
head. “I’m guessing as my earlier wishes were centered on Sunnydale, the
ripples hadn’t reached her yet. But that final wish – well that hit me full
force. I still have memories of that old me, the one that was so easily pushed
around or dismissed. But now – thanks to you – I’m so much more.”
Giles smiled cruelly. “That’s the problem with retroactive
magic, it’s so unpredictable.” He laughed. “The true chaos magic. You see, thanks
to your earlier spell, I’m quite immune to the wiles of a succubus. The Council
have been using and abusing succubi for years and years.” He shrugged, holding
his hands out palms facing forward. “And it appears that you are more succubus
than vengeance demon now. I know most females are noting but sluts and whores,
but it seems you worked hard to be the ultimate slut. It suits a skank like
you.”
The demoness hissed, her claws slashing at the air in front
of her now tormentor.
“A succubi who grant’s wishes. What a lovely new toy to play
with.” His face hardened. “And play with you I will, once I find out your name
and fully bind you to my dominion. Until then, you’ll be my little secret.”
Casually reciting a spell of banishment, the demoness disappeared.
---
The Demoness screamed as she found herself in the succubi dimension,
surrounded by nothing but the dead bodies whose power she had stolen.
“Rupert Giles, whatever it takes I WILL GET MY VENGENCE ON YOU”
she screamed into the empty night.
-----
Giles stood in the cave, only his “pet” Jenny for company.
The terrified creature who had once been his lover cowered in the corner – her now
primitive mind unable to understand what had happened.
“All in all, not bad for a day’s work.” He said, smiling at
the dog-like woman. “A brand new day for both myself and the Council.”
He pulled off his jacket and began pulling at his tie. “Time
for a celebration”. He threw his jacket and tie on the cavern’s floor as he began
to unbutton his shirt.
“Here, Jenny, Here.” He called.
-----
Jenny bounded forward happily, panting and barking excitedly
at her alpha’s attention. She stopped at his feet, rubbing her head against his
leg. He reached down and stroked her hair and tickled her ears, making her bark
happily. She whined when he stopped, to unfasten his belt and remove his pants,
but she managed to busy herself burying her nose into the pile of his already
discarded clothes. Her belly and pussy glowed with erotic heat at her alpha’s
rich, masculine scent. Her simple mind, instinctively wanting to breed – to form
a new pack – strong, vital “puppies” from her alpha’s seed.
She whined, wanting the emptiness she felt filled, and her
alpha laughed and smiled, making her shake her ass widely, wagging her non-existent
tale as she reared up and licked his chest – tasting his salty sweat on her
tongue.
“Down girl, down.” He demanded, making her fall and lie on
her belly, her ass still shaking as she panted in lustful need. “Roll over.”
Jenny rolled onto her back, spreading her arms and legs wide,
exposing her softest, most vulnerable parts of her body to him – a true sign of
her submission. She barked excitedly as he reached down and stroked her chest,
his hands cupping and circling around her large, soft tits. “Good girl.” He said
again, in a soothing voice as he pinched and pulled on a teat making her yelp
in surprise, pain and increasing need, her primitive mind thinking of nothing
but the offspring of their coupling.
He knelt down, between her legs, grabbing her thighs and
pulling he towards him as he leaned forward, caging her with his strong arms,
planted palm first either side of her shoulders. Jenny whined and panted, as
she felt his weight press down on her, and yelped again as his thick, hard cock
entered her leaking cunt.
He growled, as he thrust forwards, exciting her even more.
Her mouth sought his lips and nose, her tongue licking at them – tasting her
alpha – as her nose breathed in his manly scent. He thrust harder and faster,
breathing out powerfully as he buried himself deeply inside her with each hard
thrust. He grunted loudly as he unloaded into her; the thick, hot eruption pumping
deep into her womb. Jenny’s body shook, as her eyes and head rolled backwards,
exposing her neck, collared and tagged.
----
Giles smiled as he read the tag, before rolling off and lying
on his back. “Jenny” he called, making is “pet” flip over and stand on four
limbs over him. He grabbed her back the collar and directed her head to his
cock. “Clean me up, girl” he said, breathing out deeply as her tongue eagerly
lapped at their combined juices.
Giles lay back, thinking. Everything had changed. He had a
whole new world to explore. And he knew his “Girls” would love the new family
pet.