The Warrior and Willow

Chapter Eight

I'm Not Willow

Tara lay back against the mirror, trying to catch her breath, hearing her heart beating strong in her ears.

"What was THAT?" she managed to say. When Willow didn't answer her, she looked down. Willow's face was still against her upper thigh, her mouth right next to her crotch. Tara had to looked closer and realized she was masturbating, and slightly grunting with the exertion and pleasure.

"Willow, you don't have to do that. That's what I'm for!" Tara got off the sink and pulled Gabrielle up by her shoulders. "We've got to get you back to our room. We're not finished yet. And we sure don't want to wake up Buffy or Dawn."

"Buffy and Dawn," Gabrielle repeated in her mind. "Two more people live here. I wonder if they're men or women."

Tara grabbed up her robe, opened the door, turned off the light, and led Gabrielle down the hall, both of them naked. When they got back to their room, Tara said, "You get on the bed. I think this is the perfect time to meet Mr. Unpointy." She giggled as she went to the bottom drawer of one of the bureaus. Gabrielle could not keep her hands off herself and was slowly massaging herself as she watched Tara. From a bright red, long box, Tara brought out an anatomically correct, vibrating dildo nine inches long. Gabrielle's eyes widened when she saw it.

"You're not going to put THAT in me, are you?"

"You said when the time was right you wanted to try it."

"I did?"

"Yes, ma'am, you did. And Tara's going to makes sure you have the time of your life."

"Her name is Tara. It fits her."

Tara turned the bottom and Gabrielle could hear it humming. Tara put it against the inside of her thigh and asked, "More? Less?"

The vibration tickled Gabrielle's clit. "More," she said.

"And one more thing," Tara said. And turning a ring above the vibrator switch, Gabrielle saw it take on a slightly S shape. Then the inner support began to make circles, making the shaft seem to undulate as Tara turned the ring even more.

"Here he comes."

Tara grinned as she got down on the bed and positioned herself between Gabrielle's thighs. She put the vibrating head against Gabrielle's mound, causing her to moan. Tara slowly introduced the sex toy into Gabrielle. She pushed it in until the head was completely inside her, pulled it out slightly, then back in a little farther, out and then in again. But it wasn't fast enough for Gabrielle, and she reached down and pulled it all the way up inside her, moaning and crying out with pleasure and pain as it completely filled her, and more.

Tara pulled it completely out except for the head, then inserted it all the back in, moving it in a circle as she did, over and over, each time a little faster. The combination of Tara's in and out and circular motion, plus the vibration, and the movement of the dido itself did exactly what it was designed to do and Gabrielle reached her orgasm in less than five minutes. Tara slowly withdrew it, turned it off then crawled up to her and with a tender kiss, her arm and leg across Gabrielle's body and they both fell back to sleep.

Two hours later, Gabrielle woke up. She was holding the dildo Tara had dropped. Taking a closer look at her, she figured out how to turn on and how to adjust the vibration and the undulating. The noise woke up Tara.

"You're not ready for that again, are you?"

"I was just wondering when I get to use it on you."

"You know I can't put that thing up inside me."

"Why not?"

"Willow, why would ask me that? How many times do I have to tell you I'm a virgin? Do you think I'm lying about that?"

"No, of course not." Gabrielle was trying to cover her mistake. "I just thought maybe you'd like to start using it, a little at a time."

"Are you losing you memory? We've talked about this a half dozen times. I thought you said you were just going to drop it."

"You're right, I'm sorry." Gabrielle tossed the dildo away, she thought. But after traveling four or five feet, it stopped in mid air, hovering and spinning.

"Just can't let it get away from you, can you?" Tara teased.

"What's happening. Why is it doing that?"

"Willow, is there something wrong with you? You know very well you're making it do that. It's just a bigger pencil that you used to levitate when you were practicing your magic."

"I'm doing that?" Gabrielle asked, a little scared. "That can't be! By the gods that can't be right!"

"By the gods? I've never heard you say THAT before. Willow, what's going on?"

Gabrielle sat up and pulled the sheet up to cover herself.

"Tara, I have something to tell you. And I know it's going to be hard to believe. But you have to know I'm telling you the truth."

Tara sat up and also covered herself. "Willow, you're starting to scare me. What is it?"

Gabrielle took a deep breath. "I'm not Willow. My name is Gabrielle. Willow's and my soul were switched by a powerful shaman because we needed Willow's power to help defeat some evil thing that wants me and my friend dead."

Tara didn't say anything at first. "That's a hard story to believe. If there was a shaman with so much power he could exchange souls, why would he need Willow's magic?"

"I don't know. I guess the evil is even more powerful than he is. So you believe me?"

"I'm not sure. I do know you're acting strange. And Willow and I have never had sex that was so intense and so urgent as we did in the bathroom. Hold my hands."

Tara put out both hands to Gabrielle, who tentatively took them with hers. Tara then looked deeply into Gabrielle's eyes for ten or so seconds. She then let go of Gabrielle's hands.

"I believe you."

Gabrielle was relieved, but puzzled. "How did you -- what did you do?"

"I looked into your soul, it's not like it should be. A person's energy flows, like water. Yours doesn't so much. It's turbulent, and it's obvious the spirit in Willow's body isn't Willow."

"You're a witch, too?"

Tara nodded her head. "Yes. I'm not nearly as powerful as Willow, but I can do things."

"Then tell me why I have Willow's magic? It's supposed to go with her to help Morgar and Xena. If Willow has no magic to fight with, Xena could die!"

"I don't know why. Maybe the shaman wasn't powerful enough. Or maybe you can't move magic from one body to another."

Gabrielle could feel tears running down her cheeks. "If something happens to Xena, I don't know how I would survive. There would be nothing to live for!"

"You don't think I don't feel the same way about Willow?"

"Of course you do. I'd be a fool to think not. But -- can you do anything? Find some way to reverse the spell?"

Tara shook her head. "No. Unless you have ultimate power, only the one casting the spell can end it. But if the witch, or shaman, or warlock dies, then the spell ends automatically, sometimes."