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27 March 2006 @ 05:26 pm
The Exchange Chapter One  
Title: The Exchange

Authors: lusciousxander & lusciousspike

Pairing: X/B/W friendship X/S eventually

Rating: NC 17

Spoilers: BtVS S6, AtS S3

Summery: Warren made another laser gun that had some unintentional results, in turn causing Xander, Buffy and Willow to fully understand the old saying ‘walking in somebody else’s shoes’.

Disclaimer: they belong to Joss and co etc.

Distribution: It's okay. Just tell us first.


1/ This happened right after ‘Normal Again’ and the wedding that never happened.
2/ Anya gave Buffy the keys to the Magic Box before she left Sunnydale to never return again.

Thanks to strickens_girl and llywela13 for beta.

The Exchange

Chapter One:

Xander moaned as he felt a sharp pain jolting throughout his body. He refused to open his eyes on the basis that every time he did that in a similar situation in the past, the pain became more pronounced and real.

In the midst of all the pain, he remembered the night’s events. He, Buffy and Willow had gone out on patrol near the cemetery. They had come across the Trio Geeks and before they could react, Warren had shot them with some strange looking laser gun…


Reluctantly slow, he opened his eyes to meet Willow's worried ones. "Are you OK?" she asked.

He managed a weak smile. "I'm OK, Will. What about you?"

He didn't miss the troubled look on her face. "Well, I'm fine… but I'm not Willow."

Xander frowned. He focused on her face, and was sure he wasn't mistaken. The redhead in front of him was without a doubt his childhood friend.

"You are too Willow."

"No, I'm not," she insisted.

Xander’s brow furrowed. "If you're not Willow then who are you, and where is she?"

"Uh … hey, Xander."

He turned his head towards the familiar voice. His eyes widened. He saw someone looking exactly like himself wearing a goofy smile and waving his hand at him.

"Wha... what? How? What's the …?"

He shut his mouth quickly, placing his hand on his throat. He had just realized his voice sounded odd, a little too high. He looked down, and gasped with utter horror.


The version of himself approached, all concerned. "It's OK, Xander. Everything is gonna be…"

Xander snapped his head up, interrupting. "What are you doing in my body? And why do I sound like Buffy?"

"Xander, it’s okay …"

"I have boobs!" he exclaimed in terror, placing one hand on each boob.

The redhead scowled. "Hey, take your hands off my breasts!" she bitched, shoving his hands away from his new boobs.

The Xander version sighed. "OK, this may sound weird, Xander, but I'm Willow and …" she pointed at the redhead, "this is Buffy."

"H… how?"

"Remember when Warren shot us with that laser?" Xander nodded. "Well, it made us exchange bodies. And that’s impossible to do without some kind of magic involved, by the way. Therefore, me, Willow, in your body, Buffy is in my body and you, Xander, in Buffy's body. Which I completely doubt is what he was after. I’m assuming that he wanted something else altogether. I’m sure it wasn’t invisibility since we all saw how that turned out, with Buffy almost disintegrating into nothingness and everything..."

“Willow!” Xander interrupted the scary rambling.

“Do you think the melting into nothingness could happen to us now?” Buffy asked, worried.

“Oh, I don’t think so,” Willow waved her hand dismissing that. “In that situation you were removed partially from this plane of existence, now we are removed from our bodies but we exist in another. So there’s no fear of us going poof,” she clarified.

Xander was following proceedings from the safety of the ground. But now when the former redhead explained that it was fairly secure, he slowly stood up and looked down at his new body.

Oh, yeah, this is definitely Buffy's body.

He took in the blond locks hanging off his temple then looked up at Buffy and Willow. It was weird being the shortest.

"So … um, what should we do right now?" he asked nonchalantly.

"Right now we go looking for Warren and the others and make them fix this," Buffy spoke firmly.

The me-slayer look was a bit weird on Willow's face. Xander raised an eyebrow at that thought. Cool. I can raise an eyebrow now.

Willow looked unsure about Buffy's decision. "I don't know, Buffy. I'm kinda tired and…"

"And what?" Buffy cut her off. "You want us all to walk home looking like this? I say we go look for them now."

Willow looked down. "But we don't know where they are and I'm… really tired, but if you …"

Buffy looked a bit guilty, she knew Willow had been weak and that she was tiring quickly after going cold-turkey with magic. "Okay, Will, we're gonna rest tonight, but tomorrow we'll find a solution for this." Willow nodded her head in agreement.

"What about the others?" Xander asked. "Should we tell them?"

Buffy thought about it. "Well, Dawn has been neglecting her school with her skipping it and spending her time shoplifting," she said bitterly. “So telling her is out, she has examinations all week and she needs to concentrate.”

"And I put Tara through so much this year. She doesn't need to deal with this," Willow said sadly.

Xander patted her arm. This is so weird! It's like comforting myself.

Buffy stood straight with her arms crossed. "That's right, this is our problem. The three of us, we fix it ourselves."

Look at me all resolve face and everything! Willow mentally giggled, then frowned. "Only one problem," she said as she turned her attention to Buffy. "Do you remember when you exchanged bodies with Faith? Tara noticed there was something wrong with your aura,” the now male Willow pointed out.

Xander turned to Buffy. "Geez, Buff, what are you going to do?"

Buffy looked at him, confused. "Why are you asking me?"

"'Cause you're Willow now, and you’re gonna cross paths with Tara on campus."

Buffy smacked her cheek. Oh, poor Will's face, Xander thought compassionately.

"Yeah right." She looked at Willow pleadingly. “Do I have to go…?” Willow gave her a look that clearly said ‘don’t dare think of skipping classes!’ Buffy sighed. "OK, I'll avoid her, but not … avoid her in an – I don't wanna talk to you – way but more like – I have class – way, you know," she reassured an apprehensive Willow. Wow, the blab is all Willow. Buffy breathed.

Willow nodded. "OK, off to home now?"

"Yes, me and Xander are going home and you go to Xander's apartment. Do you want us to walk you?"

Willow smiled sweetly, putting her hands on her hips. "I'm not that weak, Buffy Summers. I can go to Xander’s apartment by myself." She raised her chin. "No biggie."

Xander stared at her in fear. She's turning me into the butch version of Paris Hilton! "Uh … Wills, try not to let one of my neighbors see you, OK?"

"Why?" She asked, confused.

"Bah… because …"

Buffy must have noticed Willow's odd behavior with Xander's body, so she came to his aid. "'Cause they might suspect something and get him evicted."

"Oh, OK.” She agreed, and then she remembered something, “But what about Dawn? She might suspect too."

"Well, Dawn knows about the weirdness in the life of Sunnydale, so it's no big deal if she finds out."

"Oh, OK then. Bye guys. See ya tomorrow at the Magic Box."

The three friends exchanged their goodbyes before everyone headed home.


Willow Rosenberg walked the streets of Sunnydale to Xander's apartment. She didn't know why her steps felt a little heavier. She knew that Xander's body was way bigger than hers, but why did she have to feel so… weighty? Also, the feeling of that… uhm, thing between her thighs was driving her crazy.

How could guys stand this?

Finally, she reached the apartment door. She searched for the keys in her pockets, and it took her few minutes to find the correct one. She entered the apartment, and then turned on the lights.

The apartment was a total mess. Bottles of beer were everywhere, along with junk food bags and old pizza boxes. Country music tapes were all over the stereo and some of the furniture wasn't in place.

She took one of the beer bottles and stared at it sadly. She knew that Xander was hurting over Anya, and for once, he wasn't trying to hide it from them.

Her fingers held on tightly to the bottle, feeling angry with herself. She was supposed to be playing the best friend part, trying to make Xander feel better - but with her trying to get her relationship with Tara back on track, she hadn't even noticed that he was hurting. Instead, she had even contemplated resenting him for leaving his bride at the altar.

Sighing, she started cleaning the mess. She didn’t understand why Xander had left Anya on their wedding day. It was obvious he loved Anya, so why did he hurt her? She knew her friend well enough to know that he would never leave Anya at the altar just because he got cold feet.

She cleaned up all the discarded bottles and junk food, but she was too tired to tidy up the furniture. Moreover, she was stinky.

Oh God! Her eyes widened in horror. I’m gonna take a shower in a guy’s body! In Xander’s guy body! With all his guy parts and … oh no, oh no, that’s... She felt herself blushing hard all over.


Xander Harris and Buffy Summers entered the Summers’ residence after a long walk. They both noticed that the lights were on in Dawn’s room. Closing the door, Buffy turned to Xander. “Xander, could you please check on Dawn before going to bed?”

“Why is she still up?”

“She has an exam tomorrow. Please ask her if she studied well and if she needs anything to eat or drink and…”

Xander smiled. “If you’re worried about her, why won’t you come with me?”

“No!” Buffy shook her head. “Willow always goes to her room to take a shower after patrolling. I can’t just show up in her room with you, she’ll be all suspect-y.”

Xander nodded his head in amazement, and headed for the stairs. He felt Buffy’s hand on his arm, and turned to face her. “Can you tell me how she is afterwards?” she asked softly.

He smiled. “Yeah, sure.”


Xander knocked on Dawn's door, before hearing the "Come in" as he entered. Dawn was cleaning up her desk. Probably done studying.

Dawn turned to face him with a smile. "Hi, Buffy."

He waved. "Hey there, Dawnster," he said without thinking.

"Dawnster?" Dawn sounded confused.

"Uh… I meant Dawn."

Dawn chuckled turning her attention to her desk. "You're hanging way too much with Xander."

He tried to imitate Buffy's pouty lips. "Is that a bad thing?"

"No, of course not," she said indignant. Then she asked. "How is he?"

Xander knew she was asking about him and Anya. "Xander is fine, Dawnie," he said softly.

"No, he's not!" She looked at him. "He's hurting, and he totally isn't over the thing between him and Anya yet. He needs his friends right now, Buffy. We should all be there for him. We should not let him deal with this alone."

Xander smiled. He was touched, and a 'thank you, Dawn' was about to slip out but he caught it and replaced it with "Sure, Dawn."

Dawn was checking if she had everything she needs for tomorrow in her bag, before closing it. "Things are gonna change around here, right?"

"Why is that?"

"I mean with Anya leaving and never coming back."

Xander felt the emotion spread over him. He had a strange urge to cry. He had always been able to hold it well before, so why couldn't he control it now? Maybe that was due to being in a girl's body. Hormones and all. "Why do you say that?" he asked in a very low voice.

"Because she said so and gave you the keys to the Magic Box, remember?"

Yes, Xander remembered. Buffy had told him about Anya's visit after the wedding that didn't happen. She had told him about Anya giving her the keys to the store – which she loved - before leaving. It still hurt to hear about it, though.

Dawn put her bag next to the bed. "It's weird, you know, not having her around. I liked hanging out with her. She was so funny. She used to tell me these great stories and we used to spend time drawing when there weren’t any customers around to give her money. She used to sketch really well,” she said as she began to undress.

Xander's head snapped up from his sad memories. "What are you doing?" he exclaimed.

She looked at him, confused, fingers half way through her buttons. "Changing into my pajamas."

"But I'm still here!"

"So?" Dawn appeared confused to his reaction. This was an awkward situation. How would he handle it?

"You're taking your clothes off in front of me!"

"So what? We're sisters. We do this all the time."

They do? "That was… when you were a kid, now you're not."

Dawn grinned widely. "Really? You finally noticed!"

"Of course I did.” Xander mentally sighed in relief. “From now on you don't change your clothes in front of anyone, including me, because… you're a woman now," he finished lamely but firmly.

"Cool!" An excited Dawn jumped.

"Okay, I'm going to bed now." He kissed her cheek. "Good night."

"Good night."


Buffy burst into a gale of laughter after hearing ‘the Dawn taking off her clothes’ incident. She rolled around over Willow's bed, hugging herself, while an angry Xander stood in front of her, his arms crossed. "That's so not funny!" He grimaced.

"Yes, it is." She wiped away the tears that streamed out of her eyes, but couldn't stop laughing.

Xander snorted then started laughing himself. "Since you're gonna spend the whole night laughing, I'm off to bed."

"Wait." She stood up, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for checking on her," she said sincerely.

"No probs, Buff. Good night."

"G’night." She closed the door after him, and then suddenly she started chuckling again. She pictured an uncomfortable Xander with a confused Dawn. Too bad she missed that.

She threw herself on the bed, which had once belonged to her mother. Life had been hard since her mother died and it had become harder after Giles left. She still couldn’t believe he had actually left them. She couldn't understand why everything was so messed up for her and her friends. Everyone started screwing up. Things would have been better if he were here.

Sighing, she stood up and saw her face in the mirror. She shuddered when she saw Willow's face instead of her own. Boy, I'm still not used to this. Well, she had it better than the others. At least she was in a girl's body. She thanked the many gods she knew – including Glory - that she hadn't ended up in Xander's body. I wonder how's Willow dealing?

Looking at the various college books stacked on the dresser, she groaned. "Great! I have school tomorrow."

She began thinking about the horror that was studying, when another problem came to mind. Tara. What would happen if she saw her? There was the chance that she would find out that there was something wrong about her. That she was not really Willow, just like she had noticed the switch with Faith two years ago. But what would happen if she didn’t?

Would she make advances toward her? Buffy had come to accept Willow being all-gay with Tara, she was open minded after all. But there was a difference between Willow and Tara getting it on and Tara and Buffy-in-Willow-body getting it on. God, what if Tara and Willow had already made up? Or were in the process of making up, oh, no, that was even worse. What if unintentionally she ruined any chances of them getting back together? She loved both Willow and Tara and she loved seeing them together. They made each other happy.

Buffy remembered how Tara had tried to help her with the whole mess between her and Spike. She owed her. She nodded her head sternly. She would do whatever she could to bring them back together. But what if they had to kiss?! Ok, she could be mature about this… yes, she could kiss Tara. It would be worth it… oh, but not an open mouth kiss. Eeeek French kissing Tara! She unconsciously wiped her mouth. Sleep on it… yes, Willow’s body needs sleep for learning tomorrow… God! Studying! Buffy groaned as she lay down on the bed.

Suddenly, she remembered that Xander was stuck in her body. Xander was going to take a shower, in my body. She covered her head with a pillow and tried not to think about that. I’m so not gonna sleep tonight.


Xander was blushing hard standing in the bathroom. I’m in the bathroom. What to do next? He was thinking hard, and then mentally slapped himself. Take clothes off first... idiot. He saw Buffy’s face in the mirror. Yeah, right the mirror. Couldn't watch Buffy’s body naked. The blushing was even more evident. Well, years ago he would have gone yay but now it was a little too wrong.

There was still the mirror problem. Looking nervously around in the bathroom, he then saw some towels, took one of them, and covered the mirror. Smiling with satisfaction, he looked down at Buffy’s clothes. Ok, thank God, pants, I can deal with pants. His hands worked on the zipper before he slid the jeans down Buffy’s thighs. In all this, he kept his eyes averted, looking at the ceiling. Hmm the girls need to clean the tiles and some of them are kinda loose. I need to do something about that.

Ok, done with the pants… panties? No!! That could wait… blouse, yes that was nice and safe. He started taking off the pink blouse. In all the colors he had worn, he never thought he would be wearing baby pink. Buffy’s breasts looked smaller in the blouse… now they were in this small, very tight, bra. This was easy. He had taken a lot of bras off before; well, off Anya, how hard could it be to take it off himself?

Pretty hard! He spent fifteen minutes trying to do just that. He actually began spinning around like some puppy chasing his own tail. That was, until he found out that the clasp was on the front. Panties, with closed eyes, came next. The rest came naturally. He opened the shower until it reached a comfortably warm temperature, and then he got in. He frowned noticing the many hair and body products. He had seen some of them when Anya had lived with him, he remembered bitterly.

So he took one of the scented shampoos and applied it to his hair. He began rubbing it but needed to apply more when he didn’t get enough foam. I knew there was a reason I cut my hair!

After that came the body soap. He then realized, surprised, that he wasn’t turned on being in a girl’s -Buffy’s!- body, even with the bathing and with all the touching. He shook his head thinking that it didn’t really matter. Perhaps it was that he was in the body or that it was Buffy. He mused on that while he was drying up. He got out of the bathroom and started towards Buffy’s room. I hope Will is handling this better than I am.


Chapter 2
Current Mood: bouncybouncy
Jenjenisatsxfbtvs on November 22nd, 2006 10:20 am (UTC)
this is so cute, i'm reading it late night so i can't laugh too hard, but..its so funny.... so far. and,it took me a while to figure out who was who.
lusciousxander: Friendslusciousxander on November 22nd, 2006 11:54 am (UTC)
Re: hee.
Aww, I'm so glad you liked. Hope you enjoy the rest of the chapters. :)
hello_spikeyhello_spikey on February 8th, 2008 04:53 pm (UTC)
EEE! I loooooves this!

All the little touches - Willow's "How do guys stand that?" and Buffy stopping Xander from touching her boobs! Oh lord! Body switch comedy at its best! You do a great job of alerting us to the point in canon that we're at too, and all the little details are marvelous.

one tiny typo: Xander chases after the bra clasp like a puppy after its TAIL not TALE. (But OH what an image! One of my favorite lines, even with the error. :) )
lusciousxander: Scoobies by beneathgulmissylusciousxander on February 8th, 2008 11:05 pm (UTC)
one tiny typo: Xander chases after the bra clasp like a puppy after its TAIL not TALE.

Ooooh, thanks, will fix that. And thank you for the kind feedback. This story is so much about little details and keeping characters in character as much as possible, so don't worry about character bashing here, there's none :)
daeomae on February 8th, 2008 05:24 pm (UTC)
I never read the original, so this is all new to me. I really like it! It's cute! ;) More soon, please.

lusciousxander: Scoobies by beneathgulmissylusciousxander on February 8th, 2008 11:08 pm (UTC)
I'm glad you never read it, hope you enjoy it :)

Chapter Two is out now, and chapter three will be out tomorrow hopefully.