Buffy’s arms flail as she falls from a swirling vortex in the sky that releases thunder, lightning, and strange, static sounds like an electrical thunderstorm. Her screams are hidden beneath the rushing, stormy waves as she submerges, flailing her arms now, no longer to stop falling, but to keep from drowning. As she makes it to the surface of the water, Buffy Summers sighs as her hair is now soaked and unkempt, her clothing a mess, and her world entirely flipped upside-down. The waves carry her to an island as the final stormy wave crashes on the shore, and immediately she’s met with a rather odd, yet alluring local.
“Are you alright?” the ten foot tall woman asks, coming closer, realizing how small this new girl is. “Ooh, how cute -- you’re really small, are your parents around?”
“What? I’m not a kid,” Buffy groans, standing up in the sand, soaking wet from her blonde hair to her designer jeans, “I’m an adult… where am I?” Buffy asks.
“N’Sanity Island Beach,” Tawna replies, “And I’m Tawna. How are you an adult, you’re so… little?”
“And what are you , some kind of badger?” Buffy asks, catching her breath.
“Bandicoot! Ugh… whatever… look, you came here at a really weird time. There’s this… stuff going on where Cortex, this bad guy, he’s trying to pretty much take over the world and we’re all sort of… waiting on this guy to help sort it out,” Tawna shows Buffy a video of a rather goofy man of her same species, bumbling about and acting afool.
“This is…” Buffy goes completely silent, a state of shock overcoming her as she contemplates everything. Another world… weird portals… talking animals?! H-how? What the?!
“Hey, are you, like… losing it?” Tawna leans over, her large bust quite the spectacle as she gets a closer look at the strange, new human. “It looks like you’ll have to chill a while… you’re coming to my place. No if’s, and’s, or but’s.”
Coming to, Buffy realizes she’s being held in Tawna’s arms. The strong, tall woman’s chest cushions Buffy as she’s carried to Tawna’s home, a well-decorated den. She’s carried to the sofa, immediately given a cup of hot cocoa, which she holds nervously, shivering.
“Okay, so… you’re Buffy, right? We’ve heard about you! You fight monsters and stuff!”
“Y-yeah,” Buffy says, sipping at the cocoa, “Mmm, this is… actually really good.”
“No carps, protein enriched, can you believe it? Can’t even taste the whey,” says the tall, furry woman, “I work out a lot, so I need to keep my figure, but no way am I giving up my chocolate!”
“Haha, right?” Buffy says, blushing a little as she admires the tall woman’s tones, strong arms and legs. Her outfit is simple: a pink sports bra with denim shorts. She kicks her shoes aside and they tumble against the wall, making Buffy watch as they land almost neatly on a rug of other shoe-types. “Gosh, you have a lot of shoes.”
“I like fashion,” Tawna giggles, “I’m not just all about fitness, I like to look sexy as well as feel it, too, yenno?”
“H-hey, yeah,” Buffy says, her eyes lighting up, “Me too! I like outfits that match my mood,” she says.
The two speak in unison, “but also show off the style I’m into at the time!” The girls giggle together like long-lost sisters. Buffy smiles, perking up a bit more as she slams the rest of the cocoa.
“This is seriously some good chocolate,” Buffy says, “Is there more?”
“Yeah! I’ll go get us some,” Tawna smiles, reaching for Buffy’s mug, heading into the kitchen.
Buffy can’t help but admire Tawna’s ass as she walks away. Those denim shorts deserve a reward for being the strongest material on the island. The slayer bites her bottom lip, the taste of her cherry gloss on her breath to make her realize, snap out of it, and blush as Tawna returns. She takes the mug in her hands and tries not to look at the bandicoot’s massive rack. She can even see Tawna’s perky nipples through the sheer material.
“What’s wrong, Buffs? You look flushed,” Tawna asks.
“It’s… it’s nothing. It’s just um,” Think… come on, think of something! “It’s just… you know, I’ll just be honest. I can’t stop looking at your… your body!”
Tawna blushes, winking as she rests her weight to one hip, striking a subtle pose.
“You look amazing! I don’t know if I’m jealous or…”
“Or what?” Tawna asks, tilting her head with a smirk.
Buffy blushes, her clear cheeks turning red as roses, “o-or… turned on.”
“Girl!” Tawna laughs, sitting next to Buffy and resting her mug on the coffee table before them, “That’s nothing! You don’t have to be shy about that!”
“I don’t?”
“No!” Tawna starts to laugh, pulling Buffy close, hugging her without warning, “I love when people admire my hard work!”
Tawna’s hug is a bit tight, “O-oh!” she grunts in mild discomfort as her back pops in a rather pleasing way, “Aagh, w-wow,” she grunts, “you’re r-really strong!”
“Haha, oops,” Tawna blushes, releasing some of her strength, “Sorry, little girl. I forget how strong I am sometimes, especially in comparison to you human-types.”
“Hey… not all humans are weak, you know. I’m pretty strong,” Buffy protests.
“Sure… strong enough to resist this ass?” Tawna stands up, posing a bit, sticking her rear out at Buffy, wiggling her large, plush cheeks held behind brave daisy dukes. “Haha, I’m teasing, Girl.”
“Haha, sure you were,” Buffy hesitantly teases back, unable to look away from the bandicoot’s body. The tall, gerbil-like woman’s perfect, strong body ripples lightly as her muscles move. Tawna flexes and poses, jokingly flirting with the slayer, but Buffy’s nipples react in a less-than-platonic manner. Buffy can feel them tingling with sensitivity as she moves to brush her hair out of her eyes, feigning laughter, secretly wishing the bandicoot would actually take her. “Tawna… haha, seriously quit, you’re being so… weird,” If I keep watching, I’m going to get turned on. Then how am I going to explain?
“Fine, fine,” Tawna snorts rather adorably, sitting back down, “Tell me, Buffy… what can you bench, anyway?” As the girl drones about her personal bests, Tawna can’t help but scope her right back, admiring her small frame but toned limbs. There’s no way this little girl is all as strong as she’s saying. Then again, she fights those vicious, supernatural monsters. “Wow, yeah… hey,” Tawna says, jokingly interrupting, “You mentioned fashion earlier, you should come and look at my wardrobe.”
“Oh, my God, yes!” Buffy says, her eyes lighting up.
Tawna’s bedroom is a nicely decorated, homey room with a feminine scent lingering in the air. Perfumes and high-heels, and all the typical girly-girl stuff can be seen strewn about the woman’s room, but what catches Buffy’s eye nearly immediately is the armoire, stuffed full of designer clothing of all different styles. No matter what the ten-foot tall woman tries on, she smashes the outfit completely. Her curves, her muscles, her breasts, her ass… all of these look amazing in every outfit she tries. Finally, she stands before her closet, wearing nothing but a pair of boyshort-style panties. If her daisy-dukes were any shorter, they’d have been visible from the start. The undies leave barely a thing to the imagination, and when Tawna bends over, Buffy notices her pussy, large and puffy.
Is… that a damp spot in her panties? “Hey, Tawna… I don’t suppose you have anything in my size for me to try on?” Buffy says, blushing.
“Oh, uhm… well, I have some uh…” Tawna starts giggling, “No way, you don’t want that…”
“What? Don’t want what?” Buffy asks, sitting on Tawna’s bed, cross-legged.
“Well, it’s leather. Haha, it’s um… oh screw it, we’re girls here. I like to get a little freaky."
Now we’re talking. Oh wow, did my… I just got wet! “Haha, r-really,” Buffy blushes, “What’s the outfit?”
Tawna holds up an outfit made entirely of straps, “It’s… very revealing, as you can tell. Breastless, crotchless… imagine shibari if it were leather straps, that’s… this thing,” she tosses buffy the disorganized bundle of leather straps. Catching it, Buffy works on smoothing it out while Tawna puts her fashion-show back into her closet. Once it’s done, Tawna can’t help but tease her.
“What’s so funny?” Buffy asks a laughing Bandicoot.
“You totally want to wear it,” Tawna giggles.
“I’m… just curious, that’s all.”
Tawna rolls her eyes, “You’re stuck here until we figure out how to get you home… and we’re not going to be doing that at,” she checks her phone’s time, “... one in the morning.”
Buffy sits silently, blushing, soon breaking into a smile, asking quietly, “You think I should? Should I put it on?”
“Girl, do it,” she giggles back. The two are deep in their giggling as Buffy undresses. Tawna watches as the slayer’s bra comes off easily, allowing her C-cup breasts to drop freely. She can’t look away; she becomes enticed by Buffy’s hardened nipples, watching them sway about as she moves to dress herself in the strappy attire.
“It’s a bit loose,” Buffy says, trying to tighten them herself, “Can you give me a hand?”
Tawna adjusts the straps for Buffy, making the unitard of straps even smaller, hugging her curves a bit snug. “There we go. How’s that?”
“A bit tight, but it feels…”
“Good?” Tawna smirks, sitting back down her bed, patting the empty spot next to her. “Come here a sec… like we already said, you’re stuck here. How about… maybe you and I have a little fun? I’ll teach you some things.”
“Things?” Buffy blushes, trying to hide her breasts with an arm and her pussy with her hand, closing in on herself after she realizes what she’d allowed her curiosity to talk her into.
“Come here, sweet girl,” Tawna beckons, smiling as she motions “come here” with a seductive wave of a slender finger. “Tha-a-a-at’s a good girl,” the bandicoot praises softly as Buffy falls under her beckoning call. “Now…” Tawna lifts Buffy onto her lap, using her knees to hold Buffy’s thighs open rather suddenly.
“H’haa-aagh!” Buffy gasps, blushing beat read as her pussy is suddenly splayed open. Though she’s opened wide to an audience of nobody, the feeling of her dampened pussy and hardening clit being exposed is invigorating.
“Are you embarrassed?” Tawna teases, running her hands over Buffy’s stomach, feeling a hint of abs. She can feel them flexing lightly as Buffy hesitates to sit up, being held hostage by Tawna’s alluring embrace. “You don’t need to be. You’re so pretty dressed up in leather for me, you know!”
“T-Tawna…” Buffy blushes, her brain suddenly feeling like it’s turning into some kind of strange, emotional mush. She’s overcome with flattery as her body heats up beneath the bandicoot’s touch; she places her hands overtop of Tawna’s, the size difference really setting in as she sees her hands are significantly smaller.
Tawna breathes in Buffy’s ear, “Nobody’s gonna know,” she giggles softly, her hands gently trailing up the leather suit and over her exposed breasts. “Easy there,” she says while Buffy begins to wriggle on her lap. “Sshh, it’s okay,” her soft, tender voice says lovingly into the slayer’s ear before she softly licks over Buffy’s earlobe, moaning just out of audibility.
“M-my…” Buffy stammers. My tits… my pussy is out in the open! Her hands are so warm and so soft . Buffy moans as she blushes hard, looking around the room in an involuntary attempt to make sure nobody can see as she sinks into Tawna’s grasp, being molded like a soft, warm putty. “Yes…” Buffy moans, her writhing slowing down into gentle hip-swerving as she feels her body reacting to Tawna’s manipulation.
“Yes, what?” Tawna smirks, giving Buffy’s exposed pussy a light slap with one hand and a nipple a light tweak with the other. “How are we gonna obey Mama?”
“Y-yes, Ma’am,” Buffy blushes, biting her bottom lip as she stifles a bashful, aroused smile. Jesus, what am I even doing?! It feels too good to stop! That slap… that felt so good. I feel so… right! “Mmmgh, that felt so…”
Tawna rubs her index finger and thumb together, feeling Buffy’s wetness between them from the slap. “Mmm, tsk tsk…” she clicks her tongue, “Buffy, what a bad girl, getting so messy,” Tawna teases.
“Bad? B-but I thought…”
“Sshh,” Tawna interrupts, putting a juicy finger to Buffy’s lip, slowly slipping the finger into her mouth. “Mmm, doesn’t that taste good? That’s you, sweet girl. Yummy, yum!”
That’s me… that’s my pussy juices she put in my mouth! Buffy gasps, taking in her own flavor, looking over her shoulder and up into Tawna’s wide, playful eyes. Her heart slams against her chest as Tawna reaches for something in her nightstand drawer. The fear-of-the-unknown switches in Buffy’s mine from arousal to fully on as Tawna fishes around, keeping her finger in Buffy’s mouth.
“Very good!” Tawna praises, “For cleaning up Mommy’s fingers, looks like this sweet girl gets a prize.”
“A prize?” Buffy’s heart throbs, falling into her stomach. She licks her flavor off her lips and whispers, “I… y-yes please… Mommy.”
“Such a good girl,” the towering bandicoot praises, pushing the drawer closed and lifting a metallic, shiny rod. Her large breasts with Buffy nestled between them almost get in the way as she reaches a toned arm over the slayer’s shoulder, dragging the now-vibrating, pink toy up her stomach and over a nipple. “Mmm… how does this feel?”
Buffy releases a soft moan, “Different…b-but good, Ma’am! Mmmgh,” she swerves her hips a bit more, arching her back as if to press into the sensation, taking in Tawna’s feminine, musky aroma. Buffy feels her nipples reacting to the harsh buzz of Tawna’s sizable toy. The eleven-inch, metallic, hot-pink rod buzzes lovingly against the other nipple, its lusty hums accompanied by the bandicoot’s gentle, sultry giggles.
“That’s a good girl, let it all out…” moans Tawna, her hot breath grazing against Buffy’s ear. She lowers her massaging, dragging the toy a bit lower as left hand caresses and pets firmly along Buffy’s left side. She opens her legs wider to help spread Buffy’s legs as well, making the vampire slayer more exposed, opening her pussy with a soft, audible wetness.
Buffy groans loudly, her eagerness showing vividly as she breathes harder, panting as Tawna lowers the buzzing toy to Buffy’s stomach, then soon to her pelvis, dragging the toy around her labia, listening to Tawna’s breathing stagger as it quickens.
Tawna smirks as she grazes the toy over Buffy’s exposed clit, “Whoops.”
“Aa-agh… please…” Buffy gasps.
“Please what?” Tawna taunts lovingly
“Ma’am… please, Ma’am! Do that again, please!” Buffy begs, breathy and hot.
“Very good girl,” Tawna praises softly as she drags the toy back over the girl’s clit, enjoying Buffy’s jerks and wiggles. “Mmm, does baby girl want this to get a little more exciting?” she whispers, kissing beneath Buffy’s ear.
Buffy thrusts her hips involuntarily, wanting to feel the toy just a bit harder. Tawna pulls the toy away a little when Buffy does this, smirking and feeling herself dampen in the process. “I think you’ve earned another little treat for being so eager to please me,” Tawna says, pressing the toy a bit harder, clicking a button on the side, twice, which makes it vibrate even faster. Having to hold Buffy around the waist with her left arm, she laughs at the slayer’s sudden thrashing as the overwhelming pleasure takes her over.
“O-oh, my God!” Buffy gasps, the pleasure being something she’d gone without for a while. “Yes… Oh, yes, Ma’am, please don’t stop!” she whines, looking up at the blonde bandicoot with large, hazel bedroom eyes.
“Oh, sweet girl,” says the bandicoot, licking her lips lightly, “Of course you may have more. Such a good girl for asking. Make sure to thank me.”
“Yes!” Buffy gasps, panting as she closes her eyes, moaning through parted lips as Tawna not only presses the toy harder against her clit, but slides it down further to her entrance. She gasps again and responds rapidly, “Yes! Thank you, Ma’am! Yes, please… please, Mommy… I w-wa-aa-aagh!” Buffy feels the buzzing toy slowly slip inside her pussy, the vibrations making her clit throb aggressively; it feels amazing - it feels as though someone were inside her head, scratching all the right itches and making her feel like nothing could possibly engulf her more in ecstasy than this, being teased by a towering, tall woman with soft, supple features.
As Buffy grinds and jerks in response to pleasure, Tawna licks her lips, watching as her toy becomes soaked in another girl’s juices. She pushes the toy into her ward’s pussy, the girth of it giving a bit of resistance. With more rapid, plunging movements, not only does Buffy wail out in bliss, but the slayer’s body accepts the toy inside, her pussy swallowing the rod whole, greedily gripping onto it with hot, slick walls.
“Yes! That feels s-so good!” Buffy moans out, her nipples tweaked again as Tawna kisses along Buffy’s neck, alternating between breasts.
“You’ve earned it, sweet girl,” Tawna giggles, “Must be so confusing for you… all these portals… all this mess…” she moans softly in Tawna’s ear, “Mmm, but getting to let it all go,” she starts to thrust the toy a little deeper, basing out in Buffy’s pussy, “releasing and relieving yourself from all the nonsense… it would feel so-o-o-ogoo-oo-ood.”
“God, yes…” Buffy moves her arms off of Tawna’s and to her own breasts, fondling herself as she rests her head on Tawna’s shoulder, allowing the tall woman to play with her body as she sees fit. She rides back on the toy, her legs still splayed open. “This feels so good, Ma’am… yes, do what you want with me,” she moans softly, her pussy throbbing as it’s stuffed over and over again.
With her left hand free, Tawna reaches down to Buffy’s pussy, opening it as she continues to plunge the vibrator in and out. She holds the girl’s pussy lips with her index and middle fingers, spreading her even wider. She caresses Buffy’s slit while licking and kissing her neck, listening to the symphony of wetness, moans, and heavy breathing. Tawna’s clit throbs in response, finally catching up to Buffy’s state of arousal.
Soon, both women are unable to control themselves. Their mutual lust blossoms into an erotic song of moaning and heavier breathing as Buffy slips her right hand under her ass, touching Tawna’s panties, just outside her decent-handful of soft, supple womanhood. She rubs on the outside of the bandicoot’s soft, damp panties, feeling a hardened clit, thicker than her own.
“Huu-ungh,” Tawna moans, licking Buffy's neck to her earlobe, soon nibbling gently on it. Her breathing from her nose tickles Buffy’s ear lightly, making her smile as she moans loudly with her wardeness, listening to the sounds of her wetness on the toy as the buzzing is muffled then audible over and over again.
“M-Ma’am, I’m… I feel like I’m…”
“Is my sweet girl going to cum all over my toy?” Tawna groans, bucking softly as Buffy rubs her even faster, her panties soaking as her clit is massaged with such firm, loving fingers. “You want to make Mommy feel good too, hmmgh?”
“Yes… yes!” Buffy answers, moaning the music to her lyrics. She feels the toy filling her over and over, the buzzing sending waves upon waves of pleasure to crash upon her euphoric shores. She arches her back and rubs Tawna beneath herself in rapid circles, finding herself ready to cum on Tawna’s lap, her legs open and her pussy still splayed and stuffed for all of nobody to see, and yet, it feels like the entire world is staring in awe. “I’m going to cum… T-Tawna… I mean.. Ma’am! I’m…”
“C-cumming…” Tawna moans softly, almost gently squealing in Buffy’s ear as her fur stands on-end. Her ears press to her skull as her pussy throbs. She spreads her thighs apart, holding Buffy’s legs further out with hers, bucking lightly as her own clit feels as though it’s ready to finally give. She feels the rush, the high, and the intensity of her orgasm as she calls out, “Yes, Buffy! Fuck! Ye-e-e-es!”
“I’m cumming!” Buffy announces, almost whining sweetly as her orgasm presents itself as loud, blissful moans, shrieks of pleasure, and a dampened sheet between both ladies’ legs. “It f-feels… so good!”
Tawna catches her breath and slows the toy to a halt, hugging the shivering, panting girl on her lap as her own clit throbs with satisfaction, “Now, Buffy…” Tawna pants in the slayer’s ear, teasing, “who's the strong one now? You melted so easily…”
“S-so did you,” Buffy teases back.
“I guess we’ll have to think of another game then, won’t we?”
“You’re on."