Like, This Cleavagey Slutbomb

Faith ran from the church, blonde hair flowing. Then a beat-up brunette limped outside.

"Buff?" Willow ran up and grabbed her friend... y'know, so she didn't stumble or anything. "You OK?"

"Man, I hit hard."

"The spell didn't work, huh?"

"Duh, still in Faith's body."

"Sorry 'bout that, but, y'know..." Willow laughed nervously. "As bodies go... I mean, so what if you're stuck like this, would that really be... hey, if life gives you mel- uh, lemons..."

"Will, are you staring at my... Faith's boobs?"

"What? No! Nosireebob, I... I..."

Buffy frowned. "How come the spell didn't work anyway?"


A/N: I've spun this drabble off into the longer one-shot "Wow", which at least I think is a lot of fun. If you're into the whole femslashy bedroom farce thing.