AN: After reading yet another sex-change fic where Xander becomes female and everyone (including him) just starts acting as if this makes him a woman, I decided to inject this sub-genre with a little realism. I occasionally enjoy those stories, since they can be funny and farcical. I'm also often irritated by their lack of sensitivity and realism.
I'd like to point out that biological sex and gender are two entirely different things. Really. There are.
On a different note, for those familiar with my writing, I'd like you to know that I've entirely given up on trying to write long chapters. Just isn't my style and totally kills my muse. What I will try to do is bundle several 'chapters' into one, to give a more substantive update.
Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer. At all. No money is being made (at least not by me). Waking to a nightmare
Xander was never able to quite remember what happened. He remembered the demons (because there were always demons when badness happened). Remembers rushing in to save the human sacrifice du jour. Can still hear the chanting demons and almost visualize the scene before the flash of light and everything going dark.
The next thing he remembers is waking up and seeing uber-concerned Willow-face. This immediately worried him. The last time he saw that face was the day after Jesse died. Before Willow and he stopped naming the name that it hurt to say.
And then? All he remembers is the blind panic. Jumping up and running into the restroom, where he discovered his new breasts and vagina. And an utter lack of a dick. He pinched himself until he bruised, but they didn’t go away and it didn’t come back. And everything went black again.Pronouns
“She’s waking up again,” he heard Willow whisper. And suddenly despair was replaced by red, hot rage.
“She? She!? I hope you aren’t talking about me, ‘cause I’m not a ‘she.’ I’m still a ‘he,’ damn it!”
“Xander, calm down, I know it’s a shock, but you are a girl now. It’s okay, Buffy and I will help you, at least until Giles finds a solution. We’ll get you new clothes, teach you to do make-up, and soon you’ll get used to it,” Willow’s resolve face just made him angrier.
“Willow, no. I’m not getting new clothes. I’m not wearing make-up. And I definitely will not be getting ‘used to it.’ Ever. I’m not a girl. I’m a guy and will always be a guy.”
“Willow, why don’t we wait until after we talk to Giles. Maybe there’ll be an easy fix and it’ll give her time to calm down,” Buffy interjected, hoping to diffuse the argument.
“Fuck you, both. I’ll talk to Giles on my own,” Xander stormed off.