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Playful Vampiress (Part 1)


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//Author Note:  Okay, this will be my Mini Series for Halloween this year. I've posted it to this section for the main reason that there will be limited omo content in this story, and next to no wettings. However, there will be frequent subtle hints at an omo undertone, which should hopefully allow it to be posted in Blogs. These will be little more than toilet use (or inventive toilet placebos) and a few descriptions of such acts in the manner I am relatively skilled at. Like with all my work LOLIS ARE THE CHARACTERS AND THAT WILL NOT CHANGE! Don't like lolis? Please avoid this with due haste. Anyway, this will be a 5-part story, with a short chapter for each part, and the next section will be posted weekly to have the final part posted on Halloween itself. Long Author Note over, please enjoy the content!\\

 

The crisp autumnal breeze passes over my body, cutting through the thin material of my Costume and causing a shiver to pass through me. My Trick-or-Treating for the evening has already been done, my Big Brother ensuring that I got it out of the way in time for him to binge watch 18+ horror movies (ones which will certainly give an impressionable, easily scared girl like me nightmares for weeks). He was going to send me upstairs to my bedroom to watch children's Halloween movies had I not had a chance encounter when out asking for the sugary sweet delights the evening brings.

A girl I had never seen before, likely recently moved here, randomly came up to me and asked me questions about the Creature of the Night my Costume was of. I gave my honest answers, and somehow that seemed to click enough with her to request that I come out, still in my costume, at meet her at the park at 7:30pm. Honestly, the whole situation screamed shady dealing, but my Big Brother, being the loving person that he is, decided it was perfectly fine to leave his nearly-turning-twelve year old sister alone at night with a girl he did not know. So, here I am, freezing my backside off in thin silky clothing, with a sports bag full of drinks and snacks, waiting for this girl to keep with her request. She was about three minutes late so far, so I decided to sort out my appearance that the wind had dishevelled. I pulled out my smartphone and turned the camera app to the front facing one, placing the lens to look over myself as I sorted out my windswept hair.

My light brown medium-length hair was still relatively kept in order by my pumpkin shaped hairclip. I hadn't really spent that much time on it, considering I knew it'd get wrecked by the wind, but I made sure that it was neatly combed into its usual straight style. The tiny amount of foundation I used to cover up the freckles under my hazel coloured eyes was still holding up, despite the humidity in the air. Freckles wouldn't really suit a Vampire, I think. My costume, which was just a simple store-bought Vampire one, needed a little dusting down to remove the seeds that had found their way into the material. Truth be told, the only 'Vampire' part about it was the cape and fangs, the rest was just one of my school blouses and skirts tied off with a red ribbon and a bat-print belt. Shoes, as well, were just my usual school shoes, with purple and black bat print socks. I hadn't really put that much effort into my costume, considering I had already used an advance on my allowance this week to purchase some cute Halloween themed underwear.

While lost in my self-maintenance, I was startled a little by a voice I recognised calling out to me.

"Hey! Over here!"

I looked up from my phone to see the abnormal girl from earlier energetically waving to me as she hurried on over. Next to her costume, mine was put severely to shame. She'd also gone as a Vampire, but her costume was leagues above my simple one.

She'd tied off her long light blonde hair with coffin shaped hair clips into a set of cute twintails, even going as far as holding her fringe off her face with a bat shaped hairband, letting her red tinted contact lens covered eyes glitter in the lamplight. Her costume was far too high quality to be store-bought unless she'd custom ordered it for more money than ten times my monthly allowance! (Which just happens to be around £30 a month, but that needs to buy snacks, hobby stuff, school supplies and clothes.) The main body of her costume was an orange and black checked dress styled after the traditional Vampire Countess clothing in the most obscure Mythology books. Kind of like the old Victorian Noble Lady dresses, but with a modern twist to make it look less bulky and more comfortable to wear. On the back of the dress, instead of a cape, she had a set of small black leathery bat wings. She'd forgone the traditional cape for the wings and, I have to say, that was a nice touch. Finally, to complete her outfit, she had orange gloves on her hands, also styled on the Victorian Outfit theme, orange and white striped ankle socks and a set of orange and black boots, which were the thin fabric kind of ones commonly worn as a fashion statement. To me, she looked like a large pumpkin rather than a Vampire, but she seemed to think otherwise.

"All ready to go?" She asked me with a large grin.
"Um...sure I guess?" I answered, unsure of how else to reply to her.
"You don't sound too sure. Forget something?"
"N-no. It's just that I'm still confused as to why you'd suddenly quiz me on Vampires and then request I meet you. Why choose me?"
"You'll find out soon enough." The girl simply replied, shrugging off my concern with a complacent smile and a swift turn on her heels towards the footpath leading to the nearby fields. She turned her head back towards me, looking over her left shoulder, and finally introduced herself. "My name's Anise, what's yours?"
"Artemis." I answered. "Yeah, it's a weird name, but my parents are obsessed with Mythology."
"I think it's a nice name." Anise commented with an approving smile. "Anyway, the night's fading so we'd better get going!"

Anise hurried off down the footpath into the fields. I was starting to question how safe I might be, considering we were heading into a place with little more than moonlight to light our way and small streetlights that are few and far between due to power grid budget cuts. I still had my phone, so if anything bad happened, I'll call Emergency Services. I shuffled along behind the boundless energy that was Anise, taking in the sights of the surrounding nature at night. When she realised that I wasn't moving quite as fast as she called 'normal speed', Anise slowed down enough so we could walk side by side and talk a little. I asked her where we we going, but she kind of answered in a roundabout way and said we'd be there in about half and hour. Walking 30 minutes in the middle of a near pitch black field wasn't high on my Halloween Experience list, and I was constantly checking the shadows just in case a feral howl or piercing red eyes were to respond to my nervousness. Anise looked completely unaffected by it all. I wish I could say the same about me.

"So, how old are you?" Anise asked me. Way to be blunt about things.
"Technically eleven, but will be twelve come half-eleven this evening." I replied. Her response was a mixture of excited giggling and overbearing hugging.
"Birthday twinsies!" Anise giggled in delight as she hugged me tightly. "But, I'm a whole half hour older than you! I'll be twelve come eleven o'clock on the dot!"

That was a coincidence I was not expecting. Sure, I had a feeling she'd be the same age as me, but didn't even consider the possibility that she'd have the same Birthday as me. Halloween seemed like a birthday which only happened to a small few people, and I was lucky enough to find someone born the same day as me at nearly the same time.

"This seems like the kind of thing that only happens in fantasy books." I absentmindedly spoke as I shimmied out of the hug. Don't get me wrong, I like hugs as much as the next girl, but this was just weird, being hugged so tightly by someone I met less than a hour earlier.

With the question about birthdays still influencing conversation, I was asked stuff about hobbies and interests, apparently due to the idea that similar birthdays meant similar interests in Anise's fun-filled world. Unsurprisingly, we both liked Vampires and Mythology, but not the insulting affront to all things Mythological that the ever popular 'Sparkly Vampire' teen fiction train-wreck of a series attests to, that most girls my age drool over. Seriously, Vampires shouldn't sparkle. It's just wrong. With all the talking and stuff, I found myself to get quite thirsty, as did Anise. So, I shared out the drinks I'd packed and we continued our conversations. I'd noticed a little spring in Anise's step, a little more than her usual bubbly self, though, but paid it no mind. She's probably hyped up on the sugary fizzy drinks that I packed. Due to our conversation about things I am very interested in, we'd quickly reached the landmark which was apparently little more than five minutes away from our destination. This landmark was an underpass beneath one of the main roads close to the outskirts of the town I live in. There was a bin near it, so we threw away the empty drinks bottles we had recently drank dry.

Like all underpasses, this one looked extremely gross and stunk worse than the toilets at the park. I wasn't looking forward to walking under it, not one bit. The river that passed through it as well was full of junk and nearly completely drained of water. It was little more than a stick's length deep. Anise also looked a little put off by the concept of walking through this underpass, but that did not stop her from gleefully skipping on under it and waiting for me to follow. I begrudgingly entered the dirty, dank place, using Anise as the sole haven in this bleak time. I noticed that she couldn't really stand still, and thought on why, however, I didn't need to think long as, when I reached her, my suspicions were confirmed.

"Hey, um...mind if we stop for a bit?" Anise asked me, a slight red tinge to her face.
"If we have to." I answered, plugging my nose to ward off the smell of the underpass.
"Keep watch, m'kay?"

Before I had a chance to question why, Anise had moved a few steps further into the underpass and squatted down near the edge of the pathway overlooking the stream. I caught a quick glimpse of her Jack-O-Lantern styled panties as she pulled them down to her knees and, before I even had a chance to look away, I saw a clear stream shimmering in the lights of the underpass, which originated from underneath her skirt. and heard the telltale sound of water splashing into water, which echoed around the confined space, increasing the volume of it. In a mixture of shock and embarrassment, I turned away momentarily to process what I had just seen. Did she seriously pee in the river?! Granted, she was likely not the first to do that in this place, but still! It's indecent! What if I had been a boy? Would she have done the same then?! I could feel my face burning up with embarrassment as I double took what I had just seen. Yup. Indeed. Anise was openly peeing into the river, looking very relieved, without a care in the world for the company with her. It was undeniable now as I could faintly see the steam rising off from the river running between her legs. From the looks of it, she was pretty desperate to go. Eventually, Anise's stream trickled down to a few drips as she took off her gloves and placed them in her pocket before pulling out a small pack of pocket tissues. She casually wiped herself down and discarded the tissue into the stream. Next, she pulled her panties back up (which I find to be very cute, I'll have to ask her where she got them from later) and took out a small bottle of hand sanitiser to quickly clean her hands down.

"Much better. Really needed that." Anise cheerfully sighed to herself as she straightened out her costume. She then turned to me and asked yet another embarrassing question. "Do you need to go, too, or are you okay for now? I'll keep watch if you do."
"U-um, n-no. I'm fine..." I stammered out. I don't think I'm brave enough to try that.
"Your mouth may say differently, but those hips don't lie." Anise quipped me with a smile. "It's not good to hold it too long."

Just now, I realised that I had been gently swaying my hips side to side while watching Anise fill the stream. Guess I kinda needed to go too. After all, I hadn't gone since before I went trick or treating, which was nearly two hours ago now. Better now with cover than later.

"F-fine. D-don't stare, okay?" I quietly answered, blushing so profusely that I'd put a tomato to shame with how red my face was.
"Why would I stare? I'm not hiding a wand under my skirt." Anise joked with a giggle. "You've seen first hand that I'm just as much of a girl as I hope you are. Unless you're a very convincing girly boy that looks perfect in girl's clothing."

I couldn't even answer that with an intelligible answer, and simply whined with a shake of my head as I headed on over close to where Anise had casually dropped and popped. It felt incredibly shameful for me, but I had to do it now. I had to. What if there were no bathrooms where we were going? Better safe than soaked, even if that meant I had to be a dirty girl. Please, Big Brother, forgive the shameful girl that your little sister has become. Squatting down, I slowly eased my panties down to my knees, feeling deeper embarrassment with every twitch of my fingers. My privates were now exposed to the world, with only my skirt for cover, and the autumn chill grazed against the most sensitive part of me. I pushed and pushed, willing something to come out, but nothing happened. I hate my shy bladder. I really do. I tried one last time, equally as fruitless, until Anise's sudden comment scared what barriers were in place.

"Those panties are so cute! Where'd you get them from?!" Anise asked, much louder than I would consider to be suitable for such a intimate topic. With a startled yelp, I felt the held liquid burst forth from between my lower area, hissing from the speed and nosily splashing into the stream below. "Sorry. Guess I scared the pee out of you." Anise chuckled. I wanted to bite back with a hasty retort, but was too embarrassed to until I'd finished adding my waters to the parched stream. Well, at least I'd gone when I could.

Using the same methods as Anise, I cleaned up and prepped myself to continue on, the embarrassed blush never leaving my face. I tried to avoid the topic of my choice in underwear, but Anise was insistent in knowing where I got them from. Seems my allowance advance had gotten some notice in the form of my purple bat print panties. We were both surprised to find that we shopped at the same children's clothing store for our seasonal undergarments. Hopefully the Jack-O-Lantern ones will still be in stock when I get my allowance in the middle of next month, despite how it might be one third short due to excessive expenditure on my part.

Much to my anguish, the conversation topic for the last leg of the journey was seasonal print underwear, and whether they came in sets including socks and vests (or training bras). That didn't last very long, as I was too tongue-tied to give informative responses. Thankfully, by some grace of a miracle, Anise said that we apparently had reached our destination, which was a spooky looking old house on a hill, with a large iron fence around it. My knowledge of Halloween movies warned me to turn back now, or face whatever ghosts, ghouls and monsters resided in that house.

"So, how do you like it?" Anise asked me a little too gleefully for my liking. "What's better than exploring a genuine haunted house on Halloween?"

I could think of so many responses to that, but could only give a simple one due to how shaken I was.

"Please tell me we're not going in there." I asked, a quiver of fear in my voice.
"We are, and we're exploring the whole place!" Anise responded.
"Big Brother...." I quietly whispered to myself in fear.

 

End of Part 1

 

//That was a little longer than I had originally anticipated. Oh well, there we go. Part 1 done! If you have any comments or ideas as to where you think the story might go, please do not hesitate to post them in the section down below. Tapris out, for now. See you all next week~ \\

//For those interested in Currency mentioned. At the current exchange rate, £30 will roughly be about $40, in case you were wondering.\\

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