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  1. I have posted this on my Patreon for some time now, and have decided to start publishing each chapter a month elsewhere. I’ve found this story to be one of my better stories I’ve written thus far. I hope you can enjoy the golden apple I’ve worked hard on! Vampers Halloween Trial A Diapered Fantasy By Takumi41 Chapter 1 The Vampire’s Lore This world is filled with many beings. Small as a tiny lily, giant as the trees in a forest. Animals roaming the plains, humans dancing down the streets. However, this world doesn’t just have mere mortals that exist. A parallel world houses what humans consider “monsters.” These monsters can be beasts, witches, and even vampires. Though these monsters may seem scary, they do not chase after humans. In fact, the majority of them live in isolation. I can tell you that is the truth because I am one of these “monsters.” With enhanced physical abilities and sharp fangs, I am a vampire. My name is Viki, and I’m a twelve-year-old vampire girl. Growing up as a vampire on this side of the world hasn’t been difficult. As I mentioned before, with isolation, vampires normally don’t socialize. So, for all these twelve years, I’ve lived, I haven’t talked with a single human once. But I have always given it a serious thought and still wonder why we never do socialize with them. If I could, I would change that. That has been something I’ve dreamed about ever since I was younger. As a vampire, I do have sharp fangs. So as a precaution, I’m pretty good at not showing my teeth to give it away. Unlike many beliefs there are of our kind, we vampires do not bite living beings to suck their blood. In fact, we don’t drink blood at all. Another misconception is that we don’t shapeshift into other forms either. Despite our fangs, we don’t have many differences from the others, including humans. We get up at the same time, study, eat the same things and play. I suppose one of our significant differences, besides remaining reclusive, is that we have unusual abilities. The magical energy within us can be harnessed into many different shapes and forms. As well as being utilized for many tasks to make them more manageable. Being part of the vampires, we have chosen to live away from the other beings in our world. This world being Earth—a planet that has two sides to it. One we often call the “Main” world or even “Human” world. The other is where I was born, the “Alter” world. The Alter world is a different realm than the Main one, where many differences can be spotted. Such as the living beings that reside there. Even with our differences from humans, I lay awake with the sun’s beam through my window. Blinking my eyes, I feel a set of damp sheets under my white knee-length nightgown. Its scent drifting about the room. I, Viki, a twelve-year-old vampire, lay awake, finding my bed wet. Sighing to myself, I cannot believe what has happened. I’m a twelve-year-old girl and a vampire, no less! I shouldn’t be wetting my bed! I scratch the scalp below my long ash-colored blonde hair before blinking my azure eyes a few times. Still, a wet bed is below me, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Getting out of bed, I stepped in front of my mirror. The mirror had a floral design on the wooden edges that belonged to an older generation in my family. But here I was, looking at myself—a big wet stain on my nightgown. Brushing my hair with my fingers, I sigh to myself, glaring into the bright blue eyes. Though this is the third wet bed in a row, I know I have to bring my sheets to the wash as soon as I get up. My parents called me out for not letting them know right away on the first day I had the accident. With that in mind, I began the process of striping the white sheets off the bed and taking the pink blanket off my bed. This bed had a valence decorated in a floral pattern—a bed that shouldn’t have been wet. Holding the needed to wash materials, I turned towards the door to my room. Passing by an ornately carved round table with a large novel on top, I marched out of my room through the wooden door. Stepping out, I was greeted by a long hallway with several other rooms. Of course, the bathroom was to the left, but it wasn’t needed now in my current state. I could sense there should be no one down the path. Pillowing through the hallway, I exit into a four-way path of hallways. Pictures lined on the walls, along with short tables with vases filled with flowers. The laundry room which I was seeking was straight across from the hall that my room was in. Through an antique-looking wooden door at the end of the hall led to a room with white walls. Several washing machines and driers were placed in. This was the goal I intended to reach with my sheets—the laundry room. A woman with black hair, a navy-blue collared knee-length dress with a white apron stood looking at me. She was one of our current maids to assist in our daily lives. Not to mention one I could trust with my current predicament. The maid swiftly took hold of the sheets I currently held and put them in the nearby empty washer. “I see the problem still persists, my lady,” the maid spoke with a curtsy. “Unfortunate, but that does seem to be the case,” I sighed. “Thanks for your help, Miranda.” “Of course, you can count on me to help lady Viki!” Miranda replied enthusiastically. However, her look of enthusiasm vanished into a head tilt. “Should I make mentions to the headmistress?” The “headmistress” Miranda was referring to was my mother. Though it could make my life easier, I already made my decision the second I arose from my chambers. “No, I chose to make her aware of the dilemma myself.” “Ah, quite mature, I see,” Miranda smirked. “Well, if you’d require my assistance, do give me a call. Perhaps I can help you change from the current attire?” Looking down showcased the wet-stained knee-length white nightgown with some details around the skirt. It was clear I should have changed out of them. “Nah, I prefer to showcase the evidence,” I twirled my hand in the air. “Alright, well, I wish you the best of luck. Oh, I should tell you she’s in the main hall right now.” “Thanks, Miranda. I shall go reveal the truth to my mother now then. Though, I’m not sure how to get her alone…” “Ah, here, let me assist you with that.” After making her statement, Miranda wrapped me with a pink blanket. “This should hide you from the others from knowing.” I smiled, looking up to her calm crimson eyes, “Thanks!” With a quick wave and an exchange of curtsy’s, I exited the laundry. The main hall was several more corridors and stairs down to reach. This was currently the most enormous estate mansion my family-owned. Even though it wasn’t as big as our primary home, I still found it rather pleasant. This estate served its purposes rather well to my family every year around this time—of October. Once I reached the mansion's main hall, I could spot a woman with a full-length navy-blue dress. This dress had floral embroidery on the collar, a pair of sleeves that streamed below the waist, blonde hair well below her shoulders—my charming mother. My mother was currently directing a few of our maids on how to “decorate” the place. At least, how to decorate it to her vision. The decoration was getting prepared for the month’s event in October—Halloween. Unlike humans having a spooky atmosphere with cobwebs, tombstones, and monsters, we vampires dapper the location with silky white drapes and celebratory flowers. There are other kinds of accessories that go into play. Still, it goes into our celebration of Halloween that vastly differs from mere mortals. Clamoring my way towards the top of the regal rug-covered stairs, my mother looked in my direction. I was glad she did too, as any closer, and I’m sure the maids would be able to smell my accident. “Well, good morning, sweetheart,” My mother exposed her fanged smile. However, she looked at the current attire. “I see you haven’t prepared yourself for the day…and possibly a dilemma?” I looked towards her, then to the side. “Yeah…about that.” My mother turned to look at the maids, “Um, can you wait for us while we talk in private.” With no rebuttal, my mother swiftly jaunted up the stairs, took my hand to the nearby room to the right while the pink sheet drifted along the floor. This white textured door had carvings of a dragon placed over the exterior—fitting for the main hall entrance. Behind the expensive door was a table in the center with floral decorations at the corners. It was not the prettiest room in the estate, but used for conversation with lesser individuals. Closing the door behind her, my mother took a deep breath. “I see you had another accident during the night.” The thought of it brought overflowing mist steam in my eyes, “Yeah…I’m actually worried, mother…” Unable to hold back, I leaped into my mother's arms, escaping the blanket around me. “This is my third accident in a row…But I’m a vampire…a princess no less! This is absolutely unbecoming of me!” Tears began flowing down my eyes. Before I could speak anymore, my mother brushed my hair. “Shh. Shh. It's okay. Everything’s okay! I know the issue brings about a sour taste, but I know it won’t persist forever. There’s an abundance of girls your age who soil themselves at night. This isn’t anything to worry over.” “But…I’m a princess!” I barked back with tears. “That doesn’t matter. Every girl has a set of hardships to overcome—that includes princesses. So, you don’t need to worry over something this meek. But if it troubles you so, lean into me longer. For no matter your status as a princess, queen, or common girl, you will always be my precious little gem! Now let your mother shred those fears of yours.” The instance her grasp ensnared me tight, a pleasant sensation quaked within my tiny frame. I attempted to exchange the same snare. “It’ll all be okay. Mother loves you obsessively. Just soothe into my arms, and everything will be just.” I closed my eyes, grasping my mother tight. Her grasp relocated below my waist, and she held onto my petite bottom. Not realizing the full extent my mother did, I grew closer to her heartbeat. Laying up against her delicate chest, I curled my body—almost fetal. My mother's soft fragrance and hums were the only thing I could sense from my keen observations. Opening my eyes once more, I perceived my location had changed. Mother caressed me to a nearby chair, holding me tight in her arms. Despite me having grown from my infantile stage in life, this was something I’d always cling to. My love for my mother flourished, and it persistently shows. If I ever needed my troubles to melt, my mother would sacrifice to make it so. This care she has done so openly in the past earned her the title of “nurture queen.” Despite wanting to grow up, it always warmed my heart even at this age. Though, we only hug in private locations like this due to our status. “I’m sorry for having you do this for me…” I glanced downwards. “Please, it warms me to hold you,” My mother smiled. “So, think nothing of it as long as you feel better.” “Okay!” I beamed in her direction. “Can I stay like this a little longer, mommy?” “Of course you can.” “Hehe, yay…” Closing my eyes once again, I curled my legs to an even superior angle. With one hand still clasped around my mother, I wrapped my legs with my open hand—thus entering a fetal position. The short hums my mother presented warmed my body. Once I felt fully calmed down, I reopened my eyes once more. Leaning up, I hopped off her lap. “Feeling better, hon?” My mother questioned. “Yup!” I landed with a twirl. “That’s good then. I was beginning to worry if it was affecting you. The last couple of days, it took us by surprise. Even though you seemed fine, I still worried about how you were processing it. Given how the mood vastly changed, I smiled at how informal our private conversation moved. “Yeah, it still bothers me, but not as much now.” “That’s good, just remember, even though you are a princess, accidents happen to the best of us. Though, I won’t deny it…it doesn’t happen to many vampires…” “Wait…what?” I felt stunned. “That doesn’t matter though, you’re our special little princess!” My mother quickly hugged me. “Hehe.” “Well, let us not worry about it for the rest of the day, alright. But if it does happen again, we might need to consider a solution.” “Okay, I agree to that.” It was true. The notion was pointless to ponder about. Despite the idea of what “fixing” the problem could entail, we’ll just have to cross that bridge. “Alright, hon, you should get yourself ready for the day,” My mother scanned my nightgown. I did question the possibility my mother did wonder why I was still wearing the same soiled clothes, but it seemed she didn’t care. The only thought to care about was my well-being. “I can reason with that notion. Probably a good thing too, because I kind of need to go potty now.” The urge didn’t really show itself as I was contently laying in my mother's arms, but a notion of desperation took form. Clasping my legs together, I put my right hand on top of my stained nightgown to hold the best I could. “A good thing indeed. Otherwise, I might be wiping my daughter’s urine off the floor. And I’d have to change my pristine clothes.” “Yeah, I almost took a nap too…” “If you had, I’d most likely be getting Miranda with a mop bucket about now then.” She gave me a devilish smirk showcasing her fully grown fangs. “Haha yeah, well, if you’ll excuse me then.” “Have a good bath, sweetie! I’ll have the maids prepare us breakfast in the meantime, so take your time, okay.” “Okay,” I walked up to the door. “One last thing, mommy,” I started dancing in place. “Yes, Viki?” “Hehe, I love you!” I beamed before scurrying out the door without waiting for a response. I didn’t believe I had it in me to reach the bathroom I would be performing my bath in, so I stopped at the nearest one. Sitting on the porcelain throne, I began to relieve myself. Thinking to myself, I am a twelve-year-old vampire princess, relieved to have made it and not an accident on my mother's lap. Once finished, I flushed the toilet of my waste, closing up the pitstop with a wash of my hands. Now that I could sigh in relief that I didn’t fail to keep the current attire clean a second time, I proceeded towards the area my room was located. The bathroom of my preferred tub was located over in that location. Within the same hall of my room, which door was currently closed, I continued to the end of the hall. Turning the handle led to a bathroom, which walls were covered by a pastel blue, a taque flooring (similar to marble), and small bird creature designs depicting a snazu throughout. Although the bathroom design seemed more of a childish feature, I mainly have fawn memories of it. The bathroom was about half the size of my room. A wall divided the portion with the toilet and bathtub. A double vanity across from the tub made it fun to change which side to use each day. But the critical part was the tub that was built for someone the size of my mother. So, no matter how much I’d grow, I’d always be able to enjoy a pleasantly warm bath in this bathroom. Without a moment's hesitation, I turned the handles for warm water fill the tub. Stripping off the dried wasted clothes, I look in the cabinet under the sink. Once I find the pink bottle, I procure it with a fanged grin. With a naked skip in the air, I opened the bottle above the tub. Pouring a fair bit of the bottle's contents out into the tub as its levels rose up caused a bubble effect to take place. A bubble bath of this nature helped me calm down with the assistance of the aromatherapy scents to be sprayed. The sprays occurred through motion, so once I would get in, a soothing aroma would be gently poured into the atmosphere. It was similar to having a candle, though my parents didn’t trust me with fire, even near an open source of water. Turning the handles once more the other way caused the water to stop pouring from the faucet. Stepping into the pleasantly warm water with a smile, a relaxing scent blew my direction. Soaking my hair under the water as my fingers felt the bubbles, I felt far better than I did before. No maids would come to aid us in cleaning up, given that was not a duty we had given them. As a vampire, we prefer to take things into our own hands. Plus, it would take away from the relaxing atmosphere under the presence of someone else. Or so that’s what my mother always told me when I asked in the past. Finishing up this lengthy soothing soak, I unplug the drain. As the water level slowly sank, I rose up out of the tub. Hoisting a pure white towel made with a soft fabric made for royals, I proceed to dry myself off. Wrapping the towel around myself, I find myself ready for the next step in the daily routine. Following my earlier tracks outside the door, I take a detour into my room. If the day were to present itself like any other, well besides my nightly accident, I should find a set of clothes prepared for me in my room. Pushing open the door, I found as I would have expected—a clean set of clothes picked out from the maids hand-picked by my own style. Even though we do not have maids assisting us through our daily needs such as bathing, they still help straighten things out, like getting our clothes battle-ready. Although, I am the final say in the style they choose. For this current time, I have set the type to be cute. I choose this style, as I admire the kinds of clothes they’ve picked out for it. In the current case, I see laid in front of me a silky dress. This white knee-length dress is slightly different from your average dress. The top part has a collar with a sash tied around the chest with a similar pair of sleeves that my mother had. For the bottom half had frills at the hem. Lastly, a couple of comfy black leggings followed by white undergarments that have a cute little black ribbon. If the clothing were a bit trickier to put together, a maid would stay behind to assist us in putting the equipment on—typically Miranda. However, that doesn’t appear to be so for this case. So, I begin the equipment process by dropping my towel. Once I finished equipping the dress, it drooped an inch below my knees. Admiring the frills at the hem, I find myself excited how today’s outfit turned out. Stepping into the regal floral mirror in my room, I take a good look as I turn and twist my body to view at different angles. Smiling with my fangs, I am delighted at today’s choice of clothing. However, my hair wasn’t in the best of shape, given it was still wet. So, I scoop the towel I used and head back over to the bathroom. Back in the bathroom, I step in front of the mirror to locate a nearby brush and hairdryer. I could call for a maid or even my mother to do this for me, but I felt the need to be a big girl since my recent accident. After I’d finish this procedure, I would have an excellent breakfast to look forward to. Now that I have been prepared, I continued out the bathroom doors down the main hallway I used before. Near the main hall on the ground floor was a corridor with a set of doors leading to my next destination. With our family now up and battle-ready for the day, we could proceed our breakfast operation. Opening up the regal wooden door leads to a set of decorated white-clothed tables with a vase of colorful flowers to the right. Gorgeous glass ornaments hanging effulgent from the ceiling. A large circular table with a white cloth covering is placed at the center. Elegantly crafted chairs resting against the table for guests to enjoy. As well as my mother and a well-dressed vampire-man with dark hair. They noticed my presence and turned my way with a fanged smile. Returning their kind expression, I endured up to my mother to take my seat between her and the male vampire. First looking up to my mother, then I look over to the man who is my kind father giving both of them a warm smile. Now that I had taken my seat, we could proceed to the main dishes for our breakfast. The family I sat next to is the current queen and king of all vampires within our nation. Much like other monarchs that exist within the world, the royal family's blood is passed on. Royal blood runs through the veins of our current king—my father. Our kind never took much the interest of inbreeding to keep the royalty “pure,” so the majesty would always be looking for lovers as they grew up. According to the story, my mother tells me how the two of them got together on a starry night. They had known each other for several years and supported one another but didn’t have romantic feelings at first. “Until that starry night,” my mother would say with a giggle ending the story. Despite not knowing the exact details, I ended up coming about the world due to the two of them which I am grateful for. Perhaps one day I’ll get to know, but I am happy to be their daughter for now. Being their daughter would mean that the royal blood runs through me—much like my liquids at night. That would have me be the royal princess. Unlike other princesses, our kind has been protective of each individual’s decision since ancient times. Thus, the princess in our kingdom wouldn’t be marketed off to another country just to “strengthen the countries ties.” The thought of it disgusts me. Having my decision being respected would mean if I desired a different path than royalty, I can pursue it. However, my parents and other relatives love saying how I’m the spitting image of the very revered Kassandra. Kassandra was one of our very early empresses who saved our kind from being forced into slavery by other beings. Supposedly her famous quote is “love our surroundings, but perish not.” Though no matter how many times I look over at her portrait, I can’t find the similarities. I mean, sure, we have the same hair color and eyes…not to mention I completely agree with that quote. To appreciate everyone for who they are, but to care for our kind first before moving into agreements with the other species was more or less how I perceived it. Given this comparison has had me a little troubled to figure out my path for my own future. “Now that I have my two favorite girls at the table,” my father began to speak. “We can discuss a short bit of these upcoming days. As I’m sure you are aware, Halloween is coming soon, and that will mean I’ll be busy into the late evening.” He looked towards me and gave a bright expression. “Of course, I will always make myself available at our usual time.” By “usual time,” he was referring to the time he instructs me. As a princess and a vampire, I do not go to any kind of institution for schooling. At least the leading vampires have voted against it. “I have plans in the process currently in the works as well,” my mother spoke up. At this point, they continued to explain their business relations with the government board and cabinet members. This had been a process I have come accustomed to given my twelve years of being a princess. Though it always sounded like a lot of work went into each Halloween. Unlike the mortals who would dress up as fowl creatures to greet each doorstep with a demand for sweets, we vampires send our proper respects and thanks to those before us. Such a tradition was put into place closer to a thousand years back. Back in those times, vampires were relegated to the shadows just for how different we were despite the majority of us only trying to mind our own business. That was till a group of vampires banded together and eventually formed their own civilization outside. Thanks to their efforts, we can live in comfort, isolated from the disasters that sprung from others. Hidden from human knowledge, Halloween is only an adopted term from us. From what I have studied about this holiday, humans did stumble on a ceremony in the process. Those humans took that knowledge, ignorant that it was a group of vampires, and spread information to others. The following year, it began as a pagan tradition as some means to celebrate spirits. However, their Christian churches didn’t approve of this belief. They began spreading treats at their doorsteps to the youth to prevent them from participating. The church had a lot of success in this and shut down the pagan ritual. Despite it being shut down, the idea was continuously passed down. Eventually, the great depression hit America, which caused the idea to cause mischief in most youth. Given the problem it was causing, they ultimately gave the kids treats at the doorsteps once again. A tradition they adopted from miscued beliefs long before that belonged to us—Halloween. “With Halloween approaching,” I began to voice myself. “I wanted to experience the traditions human children would perform.” After I voiced my desire, silence filled the room. I understood my wish was like a comet in chances, but it was still one I desired fulfilled. As we vampires have grown to recluse away from other societies, we trade with them. We’ve only grown better at hiding these years, and something inside me just didn’t like that, though. A heavy sigh escaped from my father, “You know very well that we cannot interact with their kind. Especially the history our kind has endured. I’m sure you’re also aware of how terrible they treat themselves! How the woman of their kind have suffered through so many hardships and the discrimination just based on one’s own skin!” I began to pout, “But they have changed their ways long since then. It's only our stubbornness that keeps us from changing. Plus, I thought it could be a start to show the government and our people those changes!” Hmph! I remember hearing you say something similar to that too! We continue to glare at each other till we hear my mother clearing her throat. “W-well, regardless of this matter, your father and I will be unavailable for some time. So, we will have to leave you to the care of our maids once again.” I exhaled a heavy sigh, “Sigh, again. I thought you’d think about a different possibility for me this year.” “I’m sorry, sweetie,” My father stated solemnly. “I know you don’t like being in the care by our maids, but it isn’t like we have many other options.” My mother looked at me with a sour expression, “You know our maids would be just like hiring a sitter anyways. Plus, I thought you were close with Miranda?” “I-I am! I thought I was grown enough to be left alone, though,” I puffed. “B-but…sigh,” my father wrinkled his brow. “Look, we’ll think about this later, alright. We can enjoy our meal then and begin your studies for the day.” “Alright,” I gave in. It wasn’t something I felt pleased with for the idea. Still, my options didn’t seem very existent besides being left with the maids. Although I did feel alright with them here and helping out whenever it just didn’t feel right without my parents being present. With breakfast taken care of, I could now begin my daily studies. As a princess, I was homeschooled—through with the best education to offer. A majority of vampires were often homeschooled, though. Not many public schools existed for us to gather to, as generally there wasn’t enough of our kind to fit that demand. The fertility rate of vampires had been relatively stagnant for many centuries. Still, I suppose it’d make sense for our kind, given we do tend to live longer than the average mortal. The first subject I would tackle today would be mana harnessing. However, it was specialized to my physique. Unlike other vampires who typically graduated harnessing in their elementary days, I was a particular case. The mana inside me was far refined in comparison—thus, I had a more substantial capacity for mana usage. Granted the subject field had sparse research available for proper instructors, it would fall to my father to instruct me. From what I’m aware of, mana is generally genetic. Which would mean my father should also have a higher capacity than the average vampire. However, it sometimes can be spontaneous and unpredictable. So, it's generally genetic to a certain degree of percentage. My father first taught me that I was a unique case when it came to a vampire’s mana. Even though the royal family is lucky in children rich in mana, I was essentially an absurdly large diamond. Not yet refined, but no value could compare. Hence when we had instructors try to teach me at a young age, they would all abandon their position due to a lack of understanding my physique. Thus, due to no other vampire being able to visualize my being, my father decided to be my instructor and made sure to cut enough time for it. The best suitable location for harnessing mana is in a peaceful environment. So, our typical classroom was in the green room located in the back of the mansion. Many colorful flowers flourished alongside the greenest trees the world could witness. The half-dome shape was covered in window paneling to give a fantastic view outside. This room had a spectacular view at night when the moon sparkled through. Taking our seats in comfy outdoor seating arrangements, my father and I would begin the instructions. “Alright, sweetie, before we begin, let us meditate,” My father stated. This was a widespread routine I had been accustomed to. The meditation was to assist in harnessing one’s own state. At least that’s what I was told. Sitting with my legs crossed on top of each other, I put my hands together, closing my eyes. Slowly breathing in through my nose—witnessing many gorgeous scents around me before exhaling out my fanged mouth. A tranquil feeling came to me. “That should be enough for meditation. Now let us proceed with today’s procedure,” My dad stood up. My eyes opened up and followed in suit. “Today, I think you are ready to graduate to the next stage.” “Oh really?” I felt shocked. It was about a couple of years back before my father stated something similar and when our subject field changed. I’m still unsure what the importance of all that I had learned was, but my father tells me I have a pure talent for it. “Yup, as a matter of fact, you’re getting close to surpassing your father,” he said with a pleased expression. “It wasn’t till my late teens for when I got to this stage. So, it has me very pleased to see how much progress you can make this early on. As a father, it has me undoubtedly happy, and as a vampire, I am curious to see where you might go.” “I see…” I said, blushing away. The sudden praise felt very good, but I tried my best to contain it. “What will we be covering now?” “Well, as we have covered the subjects of harnessing your mana, circulation, and the idealization stages, it’s now time for you to learn how to harness it in other means.” Hearing the term had me perk my ears in interest for what it could mean. “So, for today’s first lecture will be about self-defense. But I first wanted to mention that your mother and I are both on the fence about you learning this. As we always want to be there for you, is there really a means to teach you self-defense? That was when I recalled my old instructor and retainer.” The term “retainer” stuck out to me, as I remember the old gentle Frederick. He was a kind man that I came to love, and I called him my uncle. However, he passed on many years back when I was still relatively young. Those tears I had I still remember to this day. “Well, Frederick once told me that even though I may be royalty, would that mean I shouldn’t have a need to learn self-defense? But that would only weaken me to becoming an easier target. If I wanted to be defended at all times, at least the self-dense, I know would be there for me in dire times. It was through this teaching that had your mother, and I change our minds. So, with this teaching in mind, we can at least sleep easy that you can manage by yourself when the time comes.” “Ah, that does sound like uncle Fred!” I smiled with my fangs peaking. “But I’ll do my best that I can!” “That’s my girl! Now for today’s first lecture will be about putting something to sleep…” The lecture and technique went on for about an hour before we stopped for the day. With a pleased smile, my father leads me back to my study room, where I would begin studying other subjects. Though the latter half of our instructions for self-defense, I couldn’t help but think about being able to spend time with mortals once again. I couldn’t help muttering “if only there was some way,” out loud. But he left me within the study, hoping me a good rest the day before sitting in meetings for the day. I’ve once had several tutors come through to make sure I’m on a topic only to find I was advanced from where I should be. Thus, I’d continue to make progress on my own. *** Several more hours of studying go by before I could call it a day, thus closing the book with a clump. Now that I have finished all my studying, I could proceed through the day with my hobbies. The current hobbies in mind were reading and playing with my dolls. I know I was a bit old for playing with my dolls, but the process of imagination and how cute the dolls were constructed always had me returning for more. As for the stories I enjoyed reading, I can’t help but admit I’m a stickler for princess novels. It's kind of embarrassing to admit that I, a princess enjoyed reading about other princesses. Though the kind I read about is more fairy-tale related. Where the princess becomes trapped, and a handsome prince slays a dragon to save them. Such romance I couldn’t help but admire. But I’ll sometimes lie, saying I like to read only about vampire mysteries. Despite my enjoyment, the thoughts about another soiled bed remain in my head. Would I wake up with another wet bed? Was I severely different from a vampire? Was there something wrong with me? I couldn’t help but be somewhat afraid for my future. However, I could only hope there was at least some way I’d be able to bridge past the vampire’s issues of the outside world.
  2. After shaking off her pursuers she can finally relieve herself
  3. Ao kurage's description: A vampire girl who has a peculiar constitution that causes her to feel a fierce urge to urinate instead of burning when exposed to ultraviolet rays.
  4. A continuation of my previous story, The Little Wet Vampire, about two weeks or so after Nikki's accidental wetting in a school after being trapped there by the sun, she runs into a familiar character from that school and gets an evil idea. This story is intended to show, Nikki's darker, corrupted side. A side effect of having preyed on humans like cattle and estranging heself from society. Six O’clock, and still direct sunlight was beating down on the neighborhood. Summer was one of the most aggravating seasons, because of the increased amount of daytime. The sun usually didn’t leave the sky until about eight, so Nikki walked over to her bed in her new foreclosure she coaxed out of the mayor. She decided not to go fancy this time. This house was barely worth $23,000 but what else could she ask for? She jumped onto the bed, which was really just a beat-up mattress she dragged inside with a bunch of soft towels that local neighbors courteously “donated.” It’s not as though she needed sleep, though. Vampires don’t need sleep unless they haven’t fed in the last day after all. Still, she laid on her back and stared blankly at the ceiling. For what felt like hours, she reminisced on days past, fantasized about the next boy she would seduce, or maybe just troll the city. Nikki checked her new phone, 6:17, it read. “Dammit.” She mumbled. The sun was almost mostly down though. Nikki figured she go out anyway. A vampire as old as she was could probably last a few minutes of indirect exposure. Nikki put the phone away and started to think again about the next boy she’d meet. What if he was... a little older than her body. Around thirteen or fourteen. Fairly long, unkempt blonde hair- no! Short and gelled back. Give him some sunglasses for a nice mysterious look. And quietly sneak him up into the bedroom. The thought was titillating. It would start as some innocent kissing, then accelerate into something serious. Touching each other, feeling the dimensions of the other’s body and the warmth of his skin on hers, until eventually clothes would come off. Nikki began to get highly aroused at her fantasy, and she soon found her hand reaching down into her pants. Ding-dong! “Aw, what the hell!?” Nikki yelled as her hand whipped out of her clothes. She jumped off of the bed and ran to the door. She slowly and cautiously opened it to see a police officer. “Hello, young lady.” He said rather sternly. “Where’s your parents?” “Away. What is it?” She answered with an identical tone. “We believe someone here is connected with the disappearance of several people around here.” “Oh really?” Nikki grinned and showed off her fangs. “Yes and...” the cop looked at the girl’s teeth. “What the fu-” Nikki kneed the man in the groin, and while he was bent over in pain, she bit into the side of his neck. Not gently, as she did with Caden a few weeks back, but hard and violently. After sucking out a sufficient amount of blood, she took the man by the chin and snapped his neck. The officer fell to the floor, twitched once, and ceased all movement. Not a trace of regret was in the vampire girl’s eyes. She had killed before, and she was used to it. The only thing Nikki did was grin and wipe the blood from her mouth. “Ah well.” She sighed. “Time to move to another town if they’re investigating me.” She went back to her bedroom and took her single bag of clothes. One of the beauties of being a vampire was that if one was on the move, one did not need to pack food. She slung her pack over shoulder and started out the door, stepping over the body. Still a bit of sunlight out, and Nikki winced as the blistering heat washed over her. She felt her power wane, feeling more like that twelve year-old girl a hundred and seventy years ago. Nevertheless, Nikki did not want to spend the week fighting off cops. She took a deep breath and trudged off into the sunset. As she walked by a small park, there on the swings of the playground, sat a familiar-looking little girl in a pretty pink blouse and a white skirt, with two red ribbons in her long blonde hair. It was the same girl she had seen from that school where Nikki had... wet herself. The vampire put her hand over her face in shame at the thought. The young girl saw Nikki and ran over to her. “Hi!” She chimed. “Uh... hi?” Nikki replied, pretending not to remember the girl. “I remember you from school! What was your name?” The vampire hesitated. “...Nikki.” “Nikki! That’s such a beautiful name!” The young girl grabbed Nikki’s arm. “I’m Jessica.” “Great.” Nikki muttered. “Do you remember when we said we loved each other?” Jessica asked. “Um...” Jessica reached up on her toes and kissed Nikki on the cheek. The vampire girl grimaced and her brow furrowed at the actions of the love struck child. “Do you think we could spend the day together?” The younger girl began rubbing Nikki’s small breasts in a gentle fashion, trying to get her crush to relax and treat her equally, but Nikki’s blood was boiling. Every neuron in her brain, every muscle in her body was telling her to rip that girl in half. But Nikki suddenly smiled instead of becoming angry. “I have a better idea, Jessica.” Nikki grabbed a small knife out of her back and sliced herself across her hand. Bright red blood oozed out and dripped down her arm, to which Nikki looked at the confused child, and then put her bleeding hand into the girl’s mouth. Jessica started to panic. She waved her arms around trying to get attention, but she couldn’t scream. She felt a salty taste begin to go down her throat. After being held like that for a few seconds, Jessica felt something hard strike her in the back of the head before the entire world became dark. The smell of musty floorboards and rusty pipes filled Jessica’s nostrils. She felt the softness of a mattress beneath her back, and slowly sat up. Her eyelids heavy, she tried to open them, only to see a blurry mess. But she was able to make out something. A slender feminine figure in blue jeans and a white spaghetti-strap top. Short red hair, wide, crimson eyes, and the most villainous grin. Jessica came to her senses and realized who it was. “Best not get up to fast.” Nikki said. “W-why did you hurt me?” Jessica asked extremely confused as to why someone who proclaimed to love her would so brutally attack her. “So we could spend our lives together, like you wanted.” Nikki responded, every bit of evil in her voice. Jessica looked at her more confused than ever. “Do you believe in vampires, Jessica?” The girl’s eyes widened in fear. “We’re very real, and we’re very vicious.” Nikki showed the frightened girl her teeth. “You’re gonna... drink my blood?” Jessica was in terror. “No. Can’t drink the blood of my own.” Jessica gasped in shock. With her tongue, she felt the top row of her teeth, and winced as it met the sharp point of a vampire’s tooth. “No need to be worried, my dear girl.” Nikki put a hand over the child’s shoulder. “I’ll be with you always. I’ve hoping to have someone accompany me in my travels.” “So when I drank your blood...” “Yup. I gotta say, I was surprised how quickly the virus changed you. You died while you were asleep within about ten hours.” “I... died?” Jessica was becoming frantic. “You’ll be fine, Jessica. Stick with me, and you’ll see that being a vampire is the best thing that could happen to a kid.” It was midnight, when a vampire’s power was at it’s prime. Nikki and Jessica prowled through the darkness, and Jessica was surprised at how easily she could see. “You have a vast array of powers at your disposal as a vampire. Strength, speed, stamina, agility, reflex, and as you hunger, your power increases. You can make people fall in love with you, fill them with unspeakable terror and fear, and even become invisible.” Nikki explained. “Um... Nikki? I have to go-” “Shut up.” A teenage hoodlum walked by under the streetlight. He took out a cigarette and was about to light it until a foot struck the back of his lower leg and snapped it. The boy screamed and fell to his knees. His screaming then halted as two needle-like fangs pierced the side of his neck. Nikki began sucking the poor human dry. “You’ll want to feed as often as possible.” Nikki told her protege as she threw the lifeless body to the ground. “After four days, the thirst becomes painful. After five, you’ll lose control and go berserk.” Jessica closed her eyes at the sight of the boy’s mangled neck. It was horrible, but something about the blood that dripped from his neck, enticed her. Nevertheless, the pressure that had been building in her lower abdomen had become increasingly prevalent as they stalked the night. Jessica begun rubbing her crotch uncomfortably. “I messed up on that one. I let him scream and that’s bound to attract someone’s attention. Sometimes seduction is a better method, but nothing beats hunting.” Nikki grabbed the girl’s wrist and they bounded away at high speed. They ran and ran until they reached the park again where a young woman sat on a bench toying with her phone. “There. Your first mark. Either seduce her or just go for it.” “But Nikki I really have to p-” “She’s getting up! Go!” Nikki shoved the girl toward her target. Jessica crept over toward the woman. She appeared to be concerned with something, so preoccupied that she couldn’t even see the child in an open field. Jessica quickly jumped on the woman’s back, closed her eyes tightly, and bit into the woman’s neck as hard as she could. Blood began to flow into her mouth, but it wasn’t salty like before, now it tasted sweet, like honey almost. She drank it in large gulps, enjoying every drop, until she was reminded of her previous predicament as a burst of warm liquid ran down her leg. She quickly released the woman and her hands moved instinctively to her groin. “Nikki I have to pee!!!” The girl almost screamed. “What? You’re kidding...” Nikki grumbled. “I’m gonna pee my pants!!!” Jessica whined. “For heaven’s sake, pee in the grass!” “Eww!!! That’s gross!” “So are soaked pants!” Nikki snapped. “Trust me, I know...” Jessica made a very long and sustained sound that was a mix between a groan and a whine, then instead of having her legs closed together, she spread them apart and released her hands from her crotch. Nikki watched the bottom of the girl’s skirt as a flow of pale, yellow fluid began gushing from under the girl. The older vampire buried her face in her hand and just about screamed herself. The pavement had a nice dark puddle on it engulfing the poor younger vampire’s feet. As she finished peeing, Jessica fell to her knees into the puddle, put her hands to her face and started crying. At this point, even Nikki felt bad for the girl. She moved over to Jessica and put a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. “Hey, don’t be embarrassed. I did the same thing a few days ago.” “This is the worst day ever!” Jessica sobbed. “I thought I was in love with a girl, who was actually a vampire, she attacked me, and turned me into a vampire, I had to drink blood, and I peed in my skirt! Why is this happening to me!?” Nikki picked the urine-soaked girl up off the ground. “I know it seems hard, Jess. But being a vampire is the most liberating thing that can happen to a person. I’m sorry it’s been a bad start so far, but I promise you,” Nikki looked directly at the girl’s teary eyes, “I will show you the greatest time you could ever have.” Jessica looked at Nikki’s eyes, and could see the sincerity. She actually managed a small smile. “Really?” Nikki grinned. “Absolutely. I’ve been hoping to have a friend with me, and I want it to be you.” The two girls dashed off into the darkness. If one was to see them oncoming, they would see two sets of deep crimson eyes with a thirst for blood... and adventure.
  5. This is Nikki's project so I'm letting her take the reigns here. For those who don't want to weed through the posts, a complete gallery of Nikki's pictures can be found here. Hello boys and girls! It's me, the star of The Little Wet Vampire, Nikki Redfield! Well, despite what you may have read in my adventures, you should know that I'm actually quite the wetting enthusiast. I find peeing myself (and more) to be such a turn-on. That feeling of naughtiness that follows up after having released everything into your pants or onto the floor... oh yeah... So here, OmoCommando has let me put my own thread here that contains pics of myself as I pee for fun! I was having so much fun, I just had to share it with you all, as thanks for reading my stories. Just to warn you though, I go pretty nuts towards the end. ;) I do a whole lot of different things here and- Wait a minute. I have to go to the bathroom first. Okay, all done! _____ I don't what it is about these little sailor fukus that make them so fun to pee in! I used to be an adventurer like you... but then- Commando says that jokes not funny any more! Bling! Bling! I've always wanted to be an underwear model! ...yes. I'm an AA cup... shut up. Yeah, I got the boys' method down pretty good! There are now two holes in the rubber part of that pacifier. hee! hee! OmoCommando thinks it's his cat who keeps peeing on his bed! Yep. I be masturbatin' So that's that! Hope you enjoyed the show! Tell me what your favorite was!
  6. Nikki and Jessica's holding contest. Jessica: "Hey Nikki, so vampires are, like, really strong, right?" Nikki: "Yeah, why?" Jessica: "I wonder which one of us can hold their pee the longest..." Nikki: "Me, of course." Jessica: "I-I'm gonna beat you Nik!" Nikki: "I don't think so, kid." Jessica: "Argh! You can pee any time, you know!!!" Nikki: "Ngh.... you first..." Jessica: "Dammit.... no..." Nikki: "I did it!" Nikki: "Bye!"
  7. So I dunno when or if I will finish this. But Vexer seemed to really enjoy the idea of a female slayer story and I didn't have the heart to not post what I had. So maybe I will come back to this, but for the time being I will be working on a god-complex type supernatural based original story. My fingers drew back the bow string for the umpteenth time. The string reached the end of its draw and I focused on the target. I quivered for a moment as my bladder twinged. My legs pressed together tightly as I took a deep breath and held it. Just as I prepared myself to release the string and watch the arrow sink its way into the bull’s-eye a spurt of hot urine seeped its way into my panties. A blush found its way onto my cheeks, despite my surgical procedure that reduced blushing, my hand shook and nearly released the arrow into a clumsy miss. I released my breath and just managed to regain my composure. My legs trembled from beneath my grey yoga tights as the pressure along my lower region grew in intensity and a sharp prickle panged throughout my urethra as pent up pee threatened to release itself. I had been holding it far too long. Time I had otherwise chosen to increase my skills as a marksman… or markswoman. I had spent far too long trying improve upon these skill, even continuing to refine them after a fine trickle of rain spilled out from the grey skies. Now I was about to pay for my mistake, yet I remained glued to my spot as I drew my arrow, swearing to utilize a bathroom the moment I fired the last arrow in my quiver. Finally realigning my aim I released the string and the arrow shot forward, the silver point slicing its way into its intended target; the center of the red bull’s-eye. The carbon shaft was nearly entirely buried into the wooden target. My slender arms hid an amazing vigor. I temporarily lowered my bow and reached behind my back and selected another arrow, leaving six more in the quiver. I took a moment to cross my legs tightly and even curtsey slightly before once again regain my composure and nock the arrow. I hesitated as my black hair billowed in the wind ever so slightly, once it settled rain drops once again planted themselves into my hair, the glistening drops littering my raven hair so that they resembled stars in the night sky. I exhaled a deep breath before inhaling another and drawing back my bowstring; taking aim, ignoring the prickle in my bladder, I shot another arrow, this one in a different target, further back from the first. The arrow still managed to burry itself plenty deep in the bull’s-eye. I was reaching for another arrow when a twinge in my bladder caused me to tense up suddenly. I froze with my hand still in place as I clenched my sphincter muscles tightly managed to remain in control. I finally managed to draw another arrow, nock it and take aim of another target, once again further back. The string left my hands and the arrow cut through the air and planted itself in the target. Another twinge panged through my bladder. I curled my toes as my right hand buried itself into my crotch. I held it there for a few moments before releasing my grasp. My hand hovered near my genital area for a moment till I was sure I had control. My toes remained curled, however, and my thighs pressed together even tighter. I furrowed my brow as I repeated the target shooting process once more, yet another arrow found it’s mark. I repeated the process twice more before doubling over from an excruciating twinge in my bladder. I resisted the urge to drop the bow and stuff both hands into my crotch, instead I only shoved the ball of my right hand against my urethra. Hot pee still managed to dribble myself, and for what seemed like eternity at the time, my hand pressed against the source of the flow with as much force as possible till the dribble stopped. I moved my urine soaked hand from my crotch and examined the damaged. My grey yoga pants were dark with a glistening wet patch that spanned the size of a CD. I blushed once more, a rare occasion for me. I allowed myself to cross my legs tightly as I drew another arrow. I curled my toes till it hurt as I nocked the arrow. My grip on the string was deadly as I drew it back. My chest was practically heaving as my breath shook with sheer desperation. Sweat formed on my brow despite the frigid temperature. I couldn’t regain my composure this time so I simply released the arrow when I was as relaxed as I could get. The arrow soared to the furthest target and buried itself on the rim of the bull’s-eye despite my desperation. “Close enough.” I managed to breathe out. I shuddered as my urethra began to dribble out more urine. I ignored the flow as I nocked a final arrow onto my bow string, drew it back and scanned the wooded area around me for a final target. As if on cue a raven took off from a nearby branch. I strained to completely regain my composure and in the process of doing so, the dribble became a slow leak, expanding the wet patch as hot pee made its way down my right thigh. I ignored all this as I took aim of the moving target, predicted its trajectory and released the string so that the arrow flung itself into the sky till it met its pierced the body of the raven. The bird plummeted to the ground, dead. But I had other concerns at the time. The leak became a full on flood of hot pee as it gushed from urethra and cascaded down my long, silky legs. It was too late to stem the flow at that point and I could only stand, frozen as I tried to stop the flow anyway. My hands had a death grip on my groin but the pee only soaked my callused hands, seeping through my fingers and rolling down my legs. The pee was a welcome warmth, admittedly, as it ran down my thighs. The glistening wet patch covered the entirety of my right pant leg and the majority of my left thigh. Urine began to fill my grey winter uggs and even soak the fabric to a darker grey, matching my pants. Finally the stream died out and a dark yellow puddle rested on the dirt, flakes of mud swirling in the puddle as it rippled from the fall of rain drops and drops of still warm pee that fell off my legs. Blushing bright red I laid haste towards my house. A light blue Victorian style house appeared above a hill as I raced to the back porch, swinging the oak doors open as I emerged in a modern kitchen. Sadie, an seventeen year old brunette girl that looked closer to fourteen based on her height and small breast. Regardless she was stunning, as her lithe body was propped up against an island covered in a black micro skirt, her legs toned to silky perfection. Her delicate feet were covered by black high heels and her torso was covered by a hot pink t-shirt and black cropped vest. She gave me a once over with a slight smirk. It hadn’t been the first time I had wet myself due to spending far too much time refining my skills. When I immersed myself in self-improvement I lost focus on other matters, typically the capacity of my bladder. Still, it was embarrassing nonetheless. I lowered my head as I made an attempt to duck out of the kitchen before she could comment on my condition. The girl displayed gymnastic skills as she propelled herself over granite counter jutting out from the wall that divided the both doorways from the rest of the kitchen. She landed feet first in front of me; she leaned against the door way, blocking me from the living room. “Sadie!” I cried, exasperated. “C’mon Caylee. Do a twirl for me.” She smirked. Her eyes glistened with sadism from my humiliation. “Shut up.” I lowered my head even further. She rolled her eyes as a full-fledged grin replaced her mischievous smirk. “What happened this time?” “Obviously I wet myself.” I muttered. “Obviously.” Another eye roll. “Why though?” “Because I enjoy the warmth.” I said sarcastically. It was then that I noticed that the warmth was replaced with a cold, clammy feeling along my legs. “You couldn’t come in and just use the toilet in the warm house? I assumed you would be potty trained at sixteen years old.” Her smirk returned. “I didn’t think it was that big of a deal, so I continued to fulfill my goal.” I murmured. “Obviously it was a big deal seeing as you are soaked and humiliated.” She chuckled softly. “Can I please changed then?” I asked examining the room behind her: white carpet, grey couch, a portrait of a river cutting through a luscious green forest, with two deer drinking from the water source. A sixty inch HD flat screen TV was hidden from my direct view by its mahogany entertainment center that was across from the couch. A computer desk and monitor rested against the corner of the front wall that held the portrait and the wall the entertainment center was against. I returned my gaze to Sadie’s flawless face. “I suppose. You are dripping on the floor anyway.” She rolled her eyes and moved out of my way. I glanced down and discovered drops of urine had indeed formed a small coaster sized puddle on the tile floor beneath me. I blushed and kicked my uggs off into the shoe basket before ducking off towards the bathroom. Moving past the stairs I started down a hallway, ignoring the entrance to the house, consisting of the front door and a large space that had no real purpose other than to serve as a place to sit down in and stare through the large window looking out towards the front lawn. I moved on to the last door on the right, briefly peering into the ajar room at the very end of the hall that held the master bedroom. It was too dark to see much. Shrugging I slipped through my door way and found myself in a large bathroom with a huge bathtub and a smaller shower next to it, a typical toilet and an oak sink base with a silver sink head with an oval mirror sitting above it and a wooden hamper in the far corner of the room. I stripped off my yoga pants and black panties followed by my purple cardigan and black blouse revealing my ample breasts only contained by a black sports bra. I quickly took that off too before lowering my body in the tub and starting up a hot bath. I allowed myself to relax for several moments in the hot water that was much more comfortable than the yellow urine I was previously drenched in. I sighed audibly as I found relief from the burden of being a slayer, and being a teenage slayer of whatever went bump in the night brought along a lot of burdens. After a while of relaxing and cleaning my body I drained the water and dried myself off. I wrapped the towel around my body and left the bathroom. I entered the entry room and took a left to face two flights of stairs; one leading to the den and basement and the other leading two the second floor. I head upwards towards my room. I bound up the steps to at a time and took an immediate right at the top, through a doorway into my room. Not nearly as big as the master bedroom my room was still pretty large. In it was a queen sized bed, a desk, a forty inch flat screen, a book case, walk in closet and window out-looking the front lawn. I shut the door and quickly dropped the towel and got dressed in dark-wash jeggings, a green form-fitting t-shirt and black flats. Beneath were a matching pair of red lace thong and bra. As soon as I was dressed I made my way down the stairs back to the kitchen as a girl named Olivia dragged herself through the room half asleep. She laid her head atop the oak table. “Coke.” The sixteen year old pleaded. Her dirty blonde was draped around her on the table top as Sadie tossed her a can of coke. Olivia barely glanced up as she caught the can with unmatched reflex. She popped it open and took a sip as she sat up. She was dressed in a mostly green plaid pajama shorts and grey camisole. “So Caylee had another accident.” Sadie practically sung. “Again?” Olivia asked indifferent. I blushed regardless. “Mhm.” Sadie said, instantly bored with Olivia’s lack of concern. “So what are you doing up so early?” She asked sarcastically. It was three in the afternoon. Olivia remained silent as a sixteen and fifteen year old boys walked in. The elder had dark brown hair that verged on black, a fair tan on his skin. He was dressed in a white Hurley t-shirt and jeans. The younger one was an inch or two taller than the first, with contrasting fair skin, blonde hair. He was dressed in matching jeans, but topped with a navy blue Hollister t-shirt. They both, however, shared dazzling green turquoise eyes, wiry builds, matching deep yet soothing voices, smooth acne free skin and relaxed postures. The dark haired boy spoke. “What’s for dinner?” “Daniel!” Sadie laughed. “It’s only three.” “It’s never too early for food.” The blonde haired boy spoke. “Jake raises a very good point.” Daniel shrugged. “Here.” Sadie tossed Daniel a bag of ranch ruffles. He shrugged in appreciation and left the room before Sadie could mention my accident. “Lucky you.” Olivia muttered, sensing my appreciation for Sadie’s silence. I nodded. “So… what is for dinner?” “You got to be kidding me! What is with everyone here always eating?” Sadie rolled her eyes. “Pizza is for dinner. Wait till five.” She said simply as she leaned across the counter. “Too lazy too cook?” Olivia asked. “Always.” “Thank god.” Olivia teased. Despite Sadie being a great cook it was fun to make fun of her food. “Shut up.” Sadie stuck her tongue at Olivia. “Who wet themselves?” An auburn haired girl, who was clearly the eldest of the kids, asked. In her hands were my urine soaked clothes. “Who’s do you think?” Sadie asked. The eldest sighed, running her free hand through her shoulder length hair. “I’m nineteen. I shouldn’t be raising an infant.” She said towards me, though the tone was more exasperated than hostile it still hurt. I looked away in embarrassment. I examined her in the reflection from the toaster. Though the reflection distorted her lithe body to a humorously disproportionate one, I could still make out her green t-shirt, leather jacket and dark blue cigarette jeans that had a few pre-torn patches on it. She turned to Olivia. “You look tired.” She acknowledged the obvious. “Vampires suck.” The combination of her serious tone and ironic statement earned a smirk from me and a chuckle from Sadie. “Big deal.” The eldest girl spoke. “Violet, you should know there bite is much worse than their bark.” Olivia said harshly, referring to the time the eldest girl had been fed off of many years ago. “Relax, I’m giving you a hard time.” Violet glared before leaving the room. “Good job.” Sadie teased. “I didn’t mean to-“ “I know! You were just grumpy from waking up.” Sadie teased. “Relax.” I assured Olivia. “Violet is just in a bad mood today. “I miss the good old days when she wasn’t in a bad mood.” Olivia muttered. I furrowed my brow. “You mean…. yesterday?” “Exactly.” Olivia raised her can into the air in a mock toast. “Here’s to yesterday.” “That’s the spirit.” Sadie said lifting a bottle of water into the air. I shrugged my shoulders and pretended to raise an imaginary glass into the air. “To a household of jerks.” The two laughed at my toast. “Two a household of jerks.” The agreed in unison. So at this point i thought I would leave the option for an appeal. I mean it is only mere seconds from the time I wrote author notes at the top of this story, but if enough people like this then I will continue to work on it. I dunno how much enough is, but it isn't much. So let's say two or three:) Otherwise it will just go to writer's hell probably. Well thanks for reading:)
  8. It tasted so good. It was like a sweet nectar to a bee. Not only was he easy on the eyes, with his well-toned and muscular body, he knew how to please a girl. Nikki paused from her drinking, “Jason...” she whispered. “Ah... oh my...” he stuttered. “You are the hottest, most exotic man I have seen in a long time. And I thank you for spending the night with me.” Jason’s began to lift his arm. He grabbed the girl’s bare shoulder with all the strength he could muster. Nikki grinned, “I’ve had a lot of fun tonight. You’re good in bed!” She took his hand off her shoulder and placed it back down. Gently, and erotically, she moved off the left side of his neck, and began kissing him on the right. Her hands moved across his chest, and over his shoulders. His flesh, so smooth... she began to lick him, letting the sensations tickle her tongue with each stroke. Then her pleasured grin turned. Two sharp fangs showed themselves, and Nikki bit into the man’s neck again, piercing that carotid artery. Warm blood flowed into her mouth like from a water fountain. Every last drop she could get, she sucked out of the man. A few staggered breaths came out of him, and then all those finely honed muscles went limp, and Nikki let the lifeless body fall onto the bed. She looked up to the ceiling, licking her lips and smiling evilly, and sighed in contentment. “That waitress wasn’t kidding when she said you were ‘delicious,’ Jason.” Nikki’s fangs glimmered in the moonlight, dripping with fresh blood. “Shouldn’t get in bed with kids though. That’s just creepy.” She hopped off of his hips and onto the floor. It was a sick game she played with men. Seducing them into falling in love with a twelve year-old girl, luring them into bed and then feeding on them relentlessly. She was a predator, and they were the prey. On top of getting horny from time to time, what else was a vampire girl supposed to do? She grabbed her panties off of the bed and took one last look at her “lover.” If only for a second, Nikki felt her heart sink, as she looked into the eyes of the man; the eyes that stared into nothing. Was it pity? After almost two centuries of hunting people, could she suddenly be feeling remorse? “Nah.” Nikki shook her head. “I’m going to use your shower, Jason, you got my chest all messy.” The remote pang of regret vanished as quickly as it came. The slender red-head girl turned back around into the bathroom and shut the door. ____ Nikki stared up into the stars as she sat against the building. Her thoughts filled again with the same emotions from Jason’s apartment. Why was she feeling this way? It was the same thing every day! How come this time was so different? Nikki began hitting her head with her palm. “Come on! Get ahold of yourself!” she whispered. Faces began to race through her mind. Jason was there... and... James, Caden, Brianna, Josh, Mike, Angela... Jessica. Every single one a victim of her hedonistic lifestyle. Every single one dead because she thought her happiness was the only thing that mattered. Why go on like this? To cause suffering on such a scale? This wasn’t life, and Nikki knew it. As a silvery team began to roll down her cheek, she smashed the titanium wall behind her with her fist, leaving a small dent. She slowly sank to the ground, and buried her face in her hands. “What? Check it out, man! Look at 'dis lil’ chick!” Nikki looked up to see two teens in dark clothing standing over her. “Not bad looking for a girl your age!” the one on the left said. “Yeah, you should come home with us!” the right one added. Nikki raised an eyebrow. Her emotions in a maelstrom of chaos, she was in no mood to indulge a few pedophiles. She rose to her feet, her fists and jaw clenched, her eyes filled with fire, “I’m going to give you one chance to leave...” she growled. The two boys laughed. “You’re scarin’ us? Girl, look.” The right one pulled out a 15 cm switchblade, and he grinned and patted his chest. “That’s it!” Nikki yelled. Before anyone could react, Nikki had already kicked the left one in the shin. A loud, spine-shivering snap echoed through the street as the teen feel to the ground, clutching his inverted leg and screaming in pain. His counterpart regained his senses, and lunged at Nikki with his blade. Like catching a ball, she grabbed his wrist as it came her way, twisted it in a full three-sixty, and delivered an open-palmed uppercut square to his jaw. Another snap! sounded, the teen flew backwards and crashed into the ground, his head angled in way a human head shouldn’t be. Nikki glared at the other one, her crimson eyes pulsating with anger. The boy was filled with fear, his pants soaked around the groin. As fast as he could, he crawled away from the angered vampire. “I’ve seen enough death for one day...” Nikki mumbled, and she let her adversary escape. She looked over at the body of the one she killed and sighed loudly. “I gotta pee...” ____ “Is this a joke!?” She yelled. Every door on the block was outfitted with one of those new “Super Mag locks.” When she got to last door on the block, Nikki didn’t care who saw. She summoned as much of her strength as she could, and delivered a swift kick to the center of the door. Nothing more than a dent. Nikki howled in frustration and grabbed her crotch. “Please have an open door, I’ve been holding it all night!” She squeezed herself and looked around frivolously. The sky and clouds were quickly going from dark blue to a subtle pink. Sunrise was imminent. Yet, no one was around still. Quickly, the girl unbuttoned her jeans and proceeded to slide them down her legs. She squatted down and began to let go... “Whoa! What are you doing!?” A voice sounded behind her. “Oh, sh-!” Nikki rose and pulled her pants up just as she peed. A good sized spurt spilled into her pants and created a long wet spot. “What the hell!?” The man behind her asked. “Nothing!” The man was just about to confront her, but he blinked. And that was all it took. Within the split second that he closed and open his eyes, the red-haired girl was gone. Nikki dashed at top speed down the street, feeling herself leak more every few steps. “God, if you’re out there, cut me some damn slack!” She reached the end of the street when the sun finally peaked over the green hill tops. Nikki screamed in agony as her skin began to burn, white puffs of smoke filled the air around her. On instinct, she shot over to her right like a plasma bolt and crashed through the door there, tripping, and rolling across the floor. She quickly got up and looked around. “Flop house.” she stated. “Welcome to the Hearthill motel!” a mechanical voice said behind her. Nikki turned to see a one-and-a-half meter tall automaton. “How may I assist you today?” Nikki raised an eyebrow. “Uh... your door busted.” “Thank you for informing me! I will let my superiors know at once! Is there anything else I-” “Bathroom. Now.” “On the second floor, third hallway, to your right.” Nikki tried a speed burst, but the sun had sapped her strength. It was harder now more than ever to hold it, it was like she was carrying a lead ball in her bladder. She ran up the stairs and made her way to the women’s bathroom. She hit the button but the door did not open. A little panel on it read, “occupied.” Nikki’s eyes widened in fury. She banged on the door. “Out now! I’m gonna pee myself!” “I’m almost done! Wait!” a woman’s voice came from the other side. Nikki put her head on the door as she held her crotch tightly. “I’m not waiting, get out now or I’ll eat you!” “What!?” Nikki squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. Her bladder muscles had failed, and only sheer will was keeping her urine at bay. “Rrrreeeaaaarrrggghhh!!!!” Nikki began to sweat. “Out.... nowwwwww....” “Wait!!” “FFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!” Nikki yelled. It began with a small spurt. Then a large spurt, then a rapid flurry of spurts, followed by a full on stream. Nikki tried to get things under control but her body wouldn’t obey. Spraying noises could be heard from inside her pants as the seat of her jeans began to darken, with the dark spots expanding downward against her legs. Fluid began dripping from the edges of her pants’ legs, creating a quickly growing puddle under her. Nikki glared up at the ceiling as she peed in her clothing. “Fine. I suppose I deserve it after today.” The door to the bathroom finally opened, and the woman gasped as she stepped in the urine puddle. “Oh my! You... you just peed all over the floor!!” Nikki grabbed the woman by the collar of her shirt and pulled it down to her face. She looked the woman straight in the eye. “Give. Me. Your. Pants. Now.”
  9. Warning: Contains female on female themes, being peed on, finger stimulation, female ejaculation (squirting). Shadows and darkness swept over the city as the sun disappeared behind the mountain range. Those on the outside would dismiss at as rumor or superstition, but the locales knew better. They knew the truth about Lightning City. It was ruled by the vampires. When the sun set over the rooftops of the tall apartments, it was accompanied by a wave of fear and apprehension in each and every town citizen. Wives shut and locked their windows, and children abandoned their games in the streets. No one remained outside but the passing tourists, which was perfectly fine for Nikki Redfield. As long as someone remained. As she sat upon the roof of an apartment, she brushed back a loose strand of her short, red hair as she watched her prey walk by. Carefully, she selected her target. A young male. Close cropped hair cut, heavy build. Probably military. Though tough in a fight, his soldier status would likely make him overconfident, thinking that a vampire couldn’t possibly touch him. Idiot. Nikki laughed silently. The man turned a corner and Nikki made her move. She threw her leather jacket off and she jumped off the roof of the four story building, landing on the wall of the building next to her, and jumping from wall to wall to soften her landing. She dashed with quiet feet to her prey, and turned the corner to see the man on his knees with a little blonde girl in a dark green sweater and white skirt biting into his neck. She released him a few seconds later and looked into his eyes. “Now don’t tell anyone we did this.” she whispered. “Okay...” the man mumbled. “Thank you. I love you.” She flirted, and threw her long ponytail over her shoulder. The man rubbed the bite wound then sheepishly waved at the child as he walked away. “Jessica, you knew I was going after him, didn’t you?” Nikki asked the girl. “Maayyyybeeee.....” Jessica responded mischievously. The two girls of the night laughed and put their arms around each other. Nikki’s smile then faded. “This town is getting too worked up. They know.” “Yeah... well... we’ve been here for over twenty years now. After staying in the same place for so long, the people are bound to do more than suspect.” Nikki sighed. “We’ve been so good at covering our tracks, though. How is it that the whole city became wary of vampires?” Jessica shrugged. “With all the people we’ve bitten, maybe we turned one of them by accident.” “You think there’s another vampire?” The younger girl nodded. “That complicates things. Now we have to compete.” “What if we find the other vampire?” “Kill ‘em.” “How to you kill a vampire?” “Head sever, fire or long term sunlight exposure are the most common.” “Aren’t you supposed to put a wood stake in their heart or something?” “Never worked on me.” Nikki scoffed at the thought. “In the real world, Jess, there needs to be a scientific reason for something. Our skin cells are partially desiccated and gained a new enzyme that allows us to digest blood, but causes all of our cells to oxidize upon contact with the sunlight. The longer we go without feeding, the weaker those enzymes become. That’s why were killed by the sun.” “What about fire?” Jessica asked dryly. “Desiccated flesh burns easily.” “Head sever?” Nikki put a hand on Jessica’s shoulder. “Though we heal fast, we can’t regenerate lost body parts. No head, no life.” “So that last vampire from fifty years ago...” Nikki nodded. “Dead from a gunshot. Plasma weapons are a deadly thing against vampires.” “Noted.” ___ “You know it’s a trap, right?” Jessica spouted. Nikki nodded silently. Tracking a vampire and there being a trail of blood through his supposed lair? Someone was baiting them. Nikki crept forward. The trail ended at a rusty metal door, and every instinct inside Nikki told her that danger awaited on the other side. “Fuck it.” Nikki performed a stepping side kick and bashed the door in, finding a human male hunched over a human female laying on a bed. He had his face pressed into her chest, and the bed was stained horribly in blood. “Now that’s a heart attack!” Jessica said. Nikki’s palm went almost immediately to her face. “You’re here...” The man hissed. He turned and looked over at the two vampire kids, blood dripping from his mouth. “A heart feeder, huh? Couldn’t just take the jugular or carotid?” Nikki took a better look at the man. His skin was almost snow white, his hair a dull gray, and his eyes; black on the outside and blood red towards the center. “Watch it, Jess, he’s three days starved.” “What does that mean?” Jessica asked. As the younger girl finished her question, the starved vampire man began to fade and vanished into nothing. “Oh...” Both girls brought their hand up in ready position. Nikki scanned the room, eyes darting from one corner to the other, waiting for the slightest movement. “Look out!” Jessica yelled. The man reappeared directly in front of Nikki holding the familiar sight of a security force plasma handgun. Nikki heard a faint click as the trigger hit the handle, but the red-haired vampire was already out of the way. The crimson bolt flew forward and struck the metal wall in a burst of red and white sparks. The man jumped back and continued to fire wildly at Nikki, but the experienced fighter dodged every shot faster than one could blink, as if she was teleporting from one place to another. Nikki continued dodging until everyone heard a brief sizzle come from the gun. “You’re empty.” Nikki said. She flashed her fangs and charged the man. Jessica was entranced at how her friend moved, with such grace and precision. A knee to the gut. A swing to the left cheek. Crescent kick to the right shoulder. Triple punch to the abdomen. Open palm uppercut to the chin. Sweep kick to the ankles. As the enemy vampire fell to the ground, Nikki ended the fight with hard axe kick, bringing her heel straight down on her victim’s neck. Jessica chuckled as the head of the starved vampire rolled away under the bed of his victim. “You’re so awesome when your badass, Nick.” Nikki wiped the blood off of her boot and tried to get it out of her jeans. “Thanks.” Nikki shrugged her shoulders and let go of her foot. With her usual wry grin, she walked over towards the younger vampire and put a hand on her head. “You know, we’ll have to lay low for a while after this. Or skip town.” “I’ll go anywhere with you. I owe you so much.” ___ Nikki opened the door and stepped out with Jessica into the sunlight. “Wh-what are you doing!?” a girl asked from inside. “Relax, Meredith, as long as we’ve fed recently the sun won’t hurt us. It just... takes away our powers.” “Oh... okay.” Jessica walked up and kissed the young girl on the forehead. “Thanks so much for letting us stay here. Tell your parents too.” “I will. Come back soon! It’s not every day you get to meet a vampire!” Nikki and Jessica waved goodbye to the young girl and started their journey. “So where are we headed?” Jessica inquired. “Figured we’d head north into the mountains. There’s an average-size town there called Storm’s Rest. Did you pee before we left?” “No, I’ll be fine.” “I’m not having another repeat like last year! I don’t know why you’re so afraid to pee outside, but if you wet yourself again...” “I won’t! Shut up! I don’t even have to go!” Jessica lied. She and Nikki had both drank several bottles of water to try and supplement their thirst for blood, but Jessica knew she metabolized faster than her elder counterpart. It won’t be long until I really have to pee. Jessica thought. Her brow furrowed with worry, then she lit up like a light bulb. “Well what are we waiting for? As soon as we get there, it won’t be a problem! C’mon!” The little blonde girl skipped away into the distance. Nikki grinned, not so wryly, then ran to catch up with the girl. ___ Nearly two hours had passed since then. Clouds passed over the sun and gave the girls a chance to rest. As Jessica sat down in the green, dewey grass, her hand immediately began rubbing the crotch of her pants. “You told me you wouldn’t have to go for a while!” Nikki reminded her. “Sorry... Guess my bladder filled more quickly than I thought.” Jessica laughed. Nikki shook her head and sat down next to her friend. “You know, I’m really glad you came with me.” “Aw, thanks, Nick!” Jessica put an arm over Nikki’s shoulder. “Really. Thanks.” Nikki returned the gesture. “A century alone is no fun at all.” The two girls smiled gently at each other. Twenty years of friendship. Constantly looking out for one another. The memories of how long they’d been together flooded each of their minds. Jessica gazed deeply into the mahogany eyes of her companion, and the softness of her pale lips. Nikki appeared to be doing the same. Jessica’s heart began to race. Is this really going to happen? My own best friend? Jessica couldn’t resist any longer. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips against Nikki’s. Then she quickly pulled away. “I’m sorry... I shouldn’t-” Nikki put a finger on Jessica lips, looked into her eyes again and smiled. She took the young girl’s head and kissed her back. This time, the kiss lasted. To Jessica, it seemed to be lasting for hours. In the embrace of her closest friend, her body filled with warmth. Wait... what? She thought. It wasn’t her body. It was her panties! A large gush of urine spilled out into her underwear, but she got it back under control. “Nikki...” “Yes, Jessica?” Nikki responded passionately. “I really have to pee...” “How romantic.” Nikki laughed. “I’m serious.” Nikki merely shook her head. She got in front of Jessica and reached up her skirt, feeling her hips for the band of her panties. Finding them, she slowly began to pull them down her skinny little legs. She noticed the wet spot on them, put the white undergarments up to her nose and inhaled deeply. “A smell I love.” Jessica giggled. She couldn’t tell if Nikki was serious or not, but in the heat of the moment, it didn’t matter. Nikki began removing her own clothes, starting with her tank top. “I knew you didn’t wear a bra!” Jessica teased. “Never said I did.” Nikki replied. She unbuttoned her jeans and kicked them off of her legs, leaving nothing but an adorable pair of pink panties. Jessica moved up to return the favor Nikki did for her. She put her arms around Nikki’s waist and slipped her fingers under the elastic band, and began to slide the underwear down those well-toned legs until she yanked them off her feet. “My turn.” Jessica pulled her sweater and t-shirt off and threw them to the side. She then unfastened her skirt and slipped out of it. Both girls, now completely undressed, embraced each other, feeling the softness of the other’s flesh. Jessica sighed deeply as Nikki began massaging her back with one hand, and running her other hand up the back of Jessica’s thigh. Jessica moved her hands up and down her partner’s small breasts. They were small, but firm. Their softness felt so wonderful along the palms of her hands. Jessica perked up suddenly as she felt a strange sensation between her legs. Nikki was running her two forefingers along Jessica’s vulva. Nikki then slid down between Jessica’s legs on her back. “Come on. Do it.” Nikki encouraged. She reached in and slowly rubbed Jessica’s clitoris. Jessica began moaning in pleasure. She put her head back and closed her eyes, loving the stimulation as her body lost control. Every lower body muscle relaxed, and hot yellow urine began to trickle down from between her legs. Nikki closed her eyes as the warm liquid spilled out over her chest and ran down her body, over her girlhood. Nikki reached down there and began rubbing her own clitoris, ferociously. “Oh... oh yeah...” The trickle of urine grew into full blown gushing as large quantities of urine poured over the red-haired vampire’s front. Nikki began to breathe harder and harder and rubbed herself faster and faster until she stopped her breathing, thrust her head back and her hips forward, then took a brief breath as bursts of white fluid began gushing from her vulva. Nikki squirted about four times until she finally started breathing again. “What was that? Jessica asked. “I’ll show you.” Nikki responded. She grabbed Jessica’s hips and switched places with her. She positioned herself and rested her vagina on top of Jessica’s belly, and reached back for her girlhood. Nikki closed her eyes again and relaxed. Jessica smiled as she felt something warm begin to flow over her body. She looked down between Nikki’s legs to see a steady flow of urine pouring out over her. Jessica was then overcome by waves of pleasure as she felt Nikki’s two fingers moving in and out of her vagina. Jessica closed her eyes and let Nikki do whatever she was going to do. Jessica couldn’t help it. She began rubbing her chest, she didn’t know why, but it felt good. Nikki began rubbing Jessica’s clitoris again, and Jessica almost screamed as all her hip muscles tightened, her breathing paused, and her girlhood begun to act like a heart, pulsating waves of the most wonderful pleasure she had ever felt. One... two... three... four waves passed over her, each followed by a burst of white fluid from the cleft between her legs. “How...(huff) did I... (huff) do that? Was I... peeing?” Jessica asked panting wildly. “Not exactly.” Nikki responded. “But I’ll explain later.” Nikki laid her chest against Jessica’s and began to kiss her gently again. ___ Amidst the snow, a pair of buildings rose over the hill. Nikki and Jessica kept moving forward until the entire town of Storm’s Rest was laid out before them. The steel chimneys of snow covered roof tops produced smoke into the air, passing over the trees. “We’re here.” Nikki stated. “They use fires here?” Jessica giggled. “Something to be said about a classic lifestyle. Come on. I’ll show you what hot chocolate is.” The two girls exchanged a quick kiss, then dived down the snowy hill on their stomachs.
  10. Six O’clock, and still direct sunlight was beating down on the neighborhood. Summer was one of the most aggravating seasons, because of the increased amount of daytime. The sun usually didn’t leave the sky until about eight, so Nikki walked over to her bed in her new foreclosure she coaxed out of the mayor. She decided not to go fancy this time. This house was barely worth $23,000 but what else could she ask for? She jumped onto the bed, which was really just a beat-up mattress she dragged inside with a bunch of soft towels that local neighbors courteously “donated.” It’s not as though she needed sleep, though. Vampires don’t need sleep unless they haven’t fed in the last day after all. Still, she laid on her back and stared blankly at the ceiling. For what felt like hours, she reminisced on days past, fantasized about the next boy she would seduce, or maybe just troll the city. Nikki checked her new phone, 6:17, it read. “Dammit.” She mumbled. The sun was almost mostly down though. Nikki figured she go out anyway. A vampire as old as she was could probably last a few minutes of indirect exposure. Nikki put the phone away and started to think again about the next boy she’d meet. What if he was... a little older than her body. Around thirteen or fourteen. Fairly long, unkempt blonde hair- no! Short and gelled back. Give him some sunglasses for a nice mysterious look. And quietly sneak him up into the bedroom. The thought was titillating. It would start as some innocent kissing, then accelerate into something serious. Touching each other, feeling the dimensions of the other’s body and the warmth of his skin on hers, until eventually clothes would come off. Nikki began to get highly aroused at her fantasy, and she soon found her hand reaching down into her pants. Ding-dong! “Aw, what the hell!?” Nikki yelled as her hand whipped out of her clothes. She jumped off of the bed and ran to the door. She slowly and cautiously opened it to see a police officer. “Hello, young lady.” He said rather sternly. “Where’s your parents?” “Away. What is it?” She answered with an identical tone. “We believe someone here is connected with the disappearance of several people around here.” “Oh really?” Nikki grinned and showed off her fangs. “Yes and...” the cop looked at the girl’s teeth. “What the fu-” Nikki kneed the man in the groin, and while he was bent over in pain, she bit into the side of his neck. Not gently, as she did with Caden a few weeks back, but hard and violently. After sucking out a sufficient amount of blood, she took the man by the chin and snapped his neck. The officer fell to the floor, twitched once, and ceased all movement. Not a trace of regret was in the vampire girl’s eyes. She had killed before, and she was used to it. The only thing Nikki did was grin and wipe the blood from her mouth. “Ah well.” She sighed. “Time to move to another town if they’re investigating me.” She went back to her bedroom and took her single bag of clothes. One of the beauties of being a vampire was that if one was on the move, one did not need to pack food. She slung her pack over shoulder and started out the door, stepping over the body. Still a bit of sunlight out, and Nikki winced as the blistering heat washed over her. She felt her power wane, feeling more like that twelve year-old girl a hundred and seventy years ago. Nevertheless, Nikki did not want to spend the week fighting off cops. She took a deep breath and trudged off into the sunset. As she walked by a small park, there on the swings of the playground, sat a familiar-looking little girl in a pretty pink blouse and a white skirt, with two red ribbons in her long blonde hair. It was the same girl she had seen from that school where Nikki had... wet herself. The vampire put her hand over her face in shame at the thought. The young girl saw Nikki and ran over to her. “Hi!” She chimed. “Uh... hi?” Nikki replied, pretending not to remember the girl. “I remember you from school! What was your name?” The vampire hesitated. “...Nikki.” “Nikki! That’s such a beautiful name!” The young girl grabbed Nikki’s arm. “I’m Jessica.” “Great.” Nikki muttered. “Do you remember when we said we loved each other?” Jessica asked. “Um...” Jessica reached up on her toes and kissed Nikki on the cheek. The vampire girl grimaced and her brow furrowed at the actions of the love struck child. “Do you think we could spend the day together?” The younger girl began rubbing Nikki’s small breasts in a gentle fashion, trying to get her crush to relax and treat her equally, but Nikki’s blood was boiling. Every neuron in her brain, every muscle in her body was telling her to rip that girl in half. But Nikki suddenly smiled instead of becoming angry. “I have a better idea, Jessica.” Nikki grabbed a small knife out of her back and sliced herself across her hand. Bright red blood oozed out and dripped down her arm, to which Nikki looked at the confused child, and then put her bleeding hand into the girl’s mouth. Jessica started to panic. She waved her arms around trying to get attention, but she couldn’t scream. She felt a salty taste begin to go down her throat. After being held like that for a few seconds, Jessica felt something hard strike her in the back of the head before the entire world became dark. The smell of musty floorboards and rusty pipes filled Jessica’s nostrils. She felt the softness of a mattress beneath her back, and slowly sat up. Her eyelids heavy, she tried to open them, only to see a blurry mess. But she was able to make out something. A slender feminine figure in blue jeans and a white spaghetti-strap top. Short red hair, wide, crimson eyes, and the most villainous grin. Jessica came to her senses and realized who it was. “Best not get up to fast.” Nikki said. “W-why did you hurt me?” Jessica asked extremely confused as to why someone who proclaimed to love her would so brutally attack her. “So we could spend our lives together, like you wanted.” Nikki responded, every bit of evil in her voice. Jessica looked at her more confused than ever. “Do you believe in vampires, Jessica?” The girl’s eyes widened in fear. “We’re very real, and we’re very vicious.” Nikki showed the frightened girl her teeth. “You’re gonna... drink my blood?” Jessica was in terror. “No. Can’t drink the blood of my own.” Jessica gasped in shock. With her tongue, she felt the top row of her teeth, and winced as it met the sharp point of a vampire’s tooth. “No need to be worried, my dear girl.” Nikki put a hand over the child’s shoulder. “I’ll be with you always. I’ve hoping to have someone accompany me in my travels.” “So when I drank your blood...” “Yup. I gotta say, I was surprised how quickly the virus changed you. You died while you were asleep within about ten hours.” “I... died?” Jessica was becoming frantic. “You’ll be fine, Jessica. Stick with me, and you’ll see that being a vampire is the best thing that could happen to a kid.” It was midnight, when a vampire’s power was at it’s prime. Nikki and Jessica prowled through the darkness, and Jessica was surprised at how easily she could see. “You have a vast array of powers at your disposal as a vampire. Strength, speed, stamina, agility, reflex, and as you hunger, your power increases. You can make people fall in love with you, fill them with unspeakable terror and fear, and even become invisible.” Nikki explained. “Um... Nikki? I have to go-” “Shut up.” A teenage hoodlum walked by under the streetlight. He took out a cigarette and was about to light it until a foot struck the back of his lower leg and snapped it. The boy screamed and fell to his knees. His screaming then halted as two needle-like fangs pierced the side of his neck. Nikki began sucking the poor human dry. “You’ll want to feed as often as possible.” Nikki told her protege as she threw the lifeless body to the ground. “After four days, the thirst becomes painful. After five, you’ll lose control and go berserk.” Jessica closed her eyes at the sight of the boy’s mangled neck. It was horrible, but something about the blood that dripped from his neck, enticed her. Nevertheless, the pressure that had been building in her lower abdomen had become increasingly prevalent as they stalked the night. Jessica begun rubbing her crotch uncomfortably. “I messed up on that one. I let him scream and that’s bound to attract someone’s attention. Sometimes seduction is a better method, but nothing beats hunting.” Nikki grabbed the girl’s wrist and they bounded away at high speed. They ran and ran until they reached the park again where a young woman sat on a bench toying with her phone. “There. Your first mark. Either seduce her or just go for it.” “But Nikki I really have to p-” “She’s getting up! Go!” Nikki shoved the girl toward her target. Jessica crept over toward the woman. She appeared to be concerned with something, so preoccupied that she couldn’t even see the child in an open field. Jessica quickly jumped on the woman’s back, closed her eyes tightly, and bit into the woman’s neck as hard as she could. Blood began to flow into her mouth, but it wasn’t salty like before, now it tasted sweet, like honey almost. She drank it in large gulps, enjoying every drop, until she was reminded of her previous predicament as a burst of warm liquid ran down her leg. She quickly released the woman and her hands moved instinctively to her groin. “Nikki I have to pee!!!” The girl almost screamed. “What? You’re kidding...” Nikki grumbled. “I’m gonna pee my pants!!!” Jessica whined. “For heaven’s sake, pee in the grass!” “Eww!!! That’s gross!” “So are soaked pants!” Nikki snapped. “Trust me, I know...” Jessica made a very long and sustained sound that was a mix between a groan and a whine, then instead of having her legs closed together, she spread them apart and released her hands from her crotch. Nikki watched the bottom of the girl’s skirt as a flow of pale, yellow fluid began gushing from under the girl. The older vampire buried her face in her hand and just about screamed herself. The pavement had a nice dark puddle on it engulfing the poor younger vampire’s feet. As she finished peeing, Jessica fell to her knees into the puddle, put her hands to her face and started crying. At this point, even Nikki felt bad for the girl. She moved over to Jessica and put a sympathetic hand on her shoulder. “Hey, don’t be embarrassed. I did the same thing a few days ago.” “This is the worst day ever!” Jessica sobbed. “I thought I was in love with a girl, who was actually a vampire, she attacked me, and turned me into a vampire, I had to drink blood, and I peed in my skirt! Why is this happening to me!?” Nikki picked the urine-soaked girl up off the ground. “I know it seems hard, Jess. But being a vampire is the most liberating thing that can happen to a person. I’m sorry it’s been a bad start so far, but I promise you,” Nikki looked directly at the girl’s teary eyes, “I will show you the greatest time you could ever have.” Jessica looked at Nikki’s eyes, and could see the sincerity. She actually managed a small smile. “Really?” Nikki grinned. “Absolutely. I’ve been hoping to have a friend with me, and I want it to be you.” The two girls dashed off into the darkness. If one was to see them oncoming, they would see two sets of deep crimson eyes with a thirst for blood... and adventure.
  11. The sun began to set in the distance until there was nothing more than a small light peeking over the horizon. From the safety of her “lair,” as the humans called it, Nikki Redfield watched as that last glimpse of light shrunk away beyond the mountains. “Finally.” She said emphatically. With the sun gone and no risk of exposure, Nikki could travel safely. Nikki looked in the mirror, she gave her short red hair a quick brush, lightly put on some eye shadow, and then she saw it. Her eyes glowed bright red reflecting her dark thirst, her tongue passed over the sharp tips of her fangs, and her mouth beginning to water at the thought of tonight’s feeding. She had shifted to predator mode. “Watch out world, Nikki’s out for blood.” Stepping out onto the pavement, a few neighborhood boys were riding their skateboards up and down the street guided only by what little light was left reflecting off the sky. Nikki kept on searching the local suburbs for what would be an interesting prospect. There was a lady tending to her garden, the UPS guy was making his rounds, the nice girl from down the street passed by on her bike. Nikki was unsure of who would make a good meal. Then she saw him. The hottest, cutest guy, maybe about sixteen or seventeen years old, working on his brand new yellow sports car. It would be an easy task, slipping over to him silently, biting into his neck and draining the blood from his body. Nikki crept over to his driveway. With inhuman speed, she ducked behind the bushes on the side before he could turn around and see her. Once he turned his attention back to his car, Nikki quietly stepped out and moved behind the car. The boy must have heard her make too heavy a step, as he was now on high alert, and began looking around to see if anyone was watching him. He was about to give up, and he turned around to see a young girl, looking about maybe twelve or so years old. She smiled sort of wryly, but there was a strange longing in her eyes. “Hi.” She chirped, practically. “Um... hello...” he replied, unsure of what to make of this girl. “I’m Nikki. I’m new around here but I thought I’d get to know the people here. What’s your name? “Caden. Nice to meet you Nikki.” he extended his hand in friendship, but then recoiled a little when he took a good look at her. “Are you all right? You’re looking a little pale...” he commented. “It’s just the light. Plays tricks on my skin.” “But your eyes... are they... red?” “Yeah,” Nikki got closer and moved her body in a flirtatious manner, “Look closely at them.” Caden bent over to look at Nikki’s crimson eyes, and her pupils suddenly narrowed. “You want to be with me, don’t you?” she whispered. “Yes...” “Kiss me.” The two exchanged a gentle kiss, which began to escalate into a full make out session. Just then, Nikki grabbed Caden by his shoulders and revealed a set of two sharp fangs. She then proceeded to gently bite him in the neck. Caden winced, but found the bite to be rather gentle. Nikki began to suck the blood out of him at a steady rate, so not as to kill him. As she finished, drinking exactly 350 milliliters, she let him go. “Wow... that felt... nice.” Caden said. “You should go get that patched up. See you tomorrow.” Nikki said sweetly. Caden waved sheepishly at the girl and stumbled back inside his house. Once he was gone, she took a small handkerchief from her pants pocket and wiped the excess blood from her mouth. She grinned evilly, then headed out for more. ____ Nikki finished off the last of her water and cast the bottle into the street. “The one problem with human blood, is it leaves a nasty aftertaste.” She commented to herself. She had been out all night going on feeding binge practically, but all that, coupled with the water she drank, Nikki felt a great pressure suddenly build up in her lower body. “What the... have I had to go this whole time!?” Nikki put a finger on her lower lip, “I have!” The need was greater than she realized. She looked around real quick, checking for a quick spot, but there were just too many people around. “Okay then...” she began walking down the street in search of a good place to go, but nothing revealed itself. Getting frantic, Nikki’s hand move almost on instinct to her crotch. Thousands of forces felt like they were pushing on her bladder. Then she saw it. A portable out house was sitting across the street for her. “If there’s a god, thank you.” Nikki said. She put one foot out onto the street when a light began to creep over the houses. In an instant, Nikki’s skin felt like it was being covered in hot embers and she growled at the sudden onset of pain. As quickly as she could, she dashed into the nearest building, the local elementary school. The front door was apparently left open by the janitor. Nikki looked at her bare arms; they healed already, but she also felt a warm liquid drip down her inner right thigh. “Dammit!” Both of her hands went to her crotch. She caught the spurt, but knew one was bound to follow. She looked around and the bathroom was close. She could feel the urine just right there at the edge of her insides, pushing to be let go, and Nikki pushed harder into her crotch. She took one step, and felt another spurt release. Trying to ignore it she managed about three more steps toward the bathroom door and a spurt twice as long escaped her body. Hesitantly, Nikki looked down at her jeans. There were a few dark trails going down, but nothing too serious. With grim determination, she slowly began taking more steps, resisting the urge to pee with every last bit of strength she had. She closed her eyes and squinted at the unbearable pain she felt engulfing the entire pelvic section of her body. Then it happened, she did it. Her hand felt the metal door of a girls’ restroom, and Nikki silently cheered at her victory in defeating her bladder. She pushed on the door, but it didn’t budge. She pushed again. Nothing. In an outright panic, Nikki jammed her shoulder against the door, unable to think straight long enough that it might be locked. Eventually she slammed her fist on the door and gave up. She heard a rather audible spraying noise coming from her jeans, which was followed by warm liquid flowing between her legs. Nikki fell to her knees, her fist sliding down the door. The loud pitter-patter of fluids falling onto the tile floor could be heard from anywhere in that hall. Hot yellow urine dripped from all physically possible points on her jeans, and anyone could see the rapidly expanding golden puddle forming under the girl’s knees. The odor of freshly passed urine quickly filled the halls of the school. What was worse is that with the sun coming up. Nikki was trapped in the school. It wasn’t long before the first teacher strode down the hall to see a preteen girl on the floor over a yellow puddle. “What’s going on here!?” She yelled. Nikki just shook her head and quietly chuckled. “Just my luck.” “Young lady, it is 6:30 in the morning, what are you doing here?” The woman asked in a scolding tone. “Young lady... right.” Nikki mumbled. She stood up and faced the woman, giving her the most irritated look. “Why do you think I came in here? It certainly wasn’t to further my education.” The teacher then noticed the large yellow puddle on the floor and the soaking wet pants on the young red-haired girl. “How old are you?” “Let’s not go there.” “Well you look old enough to know how to use the bathroom so-” “It’s locked, God damn it!” Nikki snapped. “Excuse me!?” “Don’t speak to me like you have some authority over me. I’m not one of your students, I don’t attend this school.” The woman was about ready to slap the young girl, “What insolence! Did you grow up learning no manners or how to talk to your-” “For the love of God, shut up!” Nikki finally just yelled. “Do you have a change of clothes you can loan me? If so I can get out of your way.” The teacher made the most annoyed scowling face, “In the nurse’s office down the hall.” Nikki smiled at the teacher as a sarcastic “thank you,” then turned and headed down to the office. Her walk became a bit unsteady as she felt her wet pants began to adjust to the building temperature. “I almost miss the warm feeling...” she said to herself. Nikki arrived at the nurse’s office with the nurse at her desk. “Excuse me, you have a change of clothes I can use?” The nurse looked over and grimaced when she saw the urine-soaked jeans on the girl. “Um... yes. In that box behind the cabinet.” she pointed to the back of the room. Nikki stepped in and pulled out a pair of sweat pants that looked her size. She then stepped into the bathroom to change. The first thing the vampire girl did was to remove her soiled garments. Nikki then took a piece of toilet paper, got it wet with some water from the sink and began cleaning herself off, wiping down her legs on the inside and out to try and wash off as much of the mess as she could. “Stupidest. Night. Ever.” Once finished she threw the paper into the toilet, pulled the new pants on and bagged her wet jeans in a disposable sack. She then stepped out of the bathroom and turned to the nurse. “I appreciate the help. I’ll bring these back as soon as I can.” Nikki arrived at the school’s exit, and bright rays of sunlight poured through the windows. She winced, and was extremely worried about how to get home from here. Out of some blind hope, she slowly extended her arm and put her hand in the light. In about half of a second, her hand began to smoke and felt like it was on fire. She pulled it back quickly. “This is horse crap! I’ll be dead in minutes if I step out there!” The best she could do was try and wait for the sun to be covered by clouds. ____ Time passed, and the first few students had arrived. Each one that passed by took notice of Nikki and her strange appearance. A third-grader walked by her and got a good look at the vampire. “Why are your eyes red?” “Born that way.” Nikki said without so much as looking at the younger girl. “Your skin is really pale... are you sick?” Nikki rolled her eyes then met the third-grader’s gaze with the same flirtatious look she gave Caden earlier. “How do you feel about me?” she said, her pupils narrowing. The younger girl was about to say something, then stopped herself, instead saying, “I love you... with all my heart. I don’t know you but... you’re so beautiful.” Nikki grinned, “Then show me you love me, by going to class and getting good grades, okay?” The little girl nodded ecstatically and ran off toward her class room, then she turned to look at Nikki one last time. “Will I see you tomorrow?” “Most definitely.” Nikki answered. The third-grader smiled brightly and waved goodbye to the vampire. She snickered at her deviousness; seducing young girls was something that was extremely amusing to her. The ambient light in the room faded then. Nikki quickly looked out the window to see a large cloud cover the sun. At top, vampire speed, she zoomed out the door.
  12. Note: all characters are 18 years or older. also, first story....go easy on me. As the sun peeked over the horizon Johnathan sat up and looked through the dirty windows of the abandoned building he and his sister, Kelly, were staying in. He leaned over and poked Kelly “Kelly, it’s time to wake up.””Nooo! Five more minutes” “Kelly, get up now before the sun gets too high up. If you don’t we won’t be able to go outside to pee cause we’ll get burnt. So, get up now!” Johnathan said as he quickly pulled the blanket off of her revealing her wet sex underneath. Johnathan’s face turned as red as a fire truck as he asked “Kelly where are your underwear and pajama bottoms?””OH Shit” she yelled as she tried to cover herself up while blushing. “Language!” “I don’t give a fuck about my language go get my bag and get my skirt and underwear” she yelled “and get my bra and shirt too!” “Jesus! You may be older by five fuckin minutes but damn i have a stronger bladder, what is this the third fuckin time in two days that you’ve pissed your pants” “Yeah i pissed myself that’s better than what happened to you when you tried to drain that cow” “We agreed we’d never fucking mention that again!” “You shit yourself” “s..shut the fuck up!”Johnathan said as he started to unzip his jeans, he turned around and sighed as a powerful stream of pee flowed from his member. Little did he know Kelly had snuck up behind him “BOO!” Kelly yelled “OH” he yelped “shit Kelly you gave me a heart attack” Kelly giggled “ now turn around I gotta go too” Kelly turned around and squatted using Johnathan’s leg for support. She sighed as a weak stream poured from her sex “most of it came out last night” A few minutes later she stood up and pulled her panties up over her plump ass and then pulled up her black denim skirt and bucked her belt. She grabbed her helmet and goggles and scarf. She put the helmet and the goggles on then wrapped the scarf around her neck and cheeks. Johnathan had done the same, but had black jeans and a black long sleeve shirt. Kelly pulled on her black 3/4 length socks and pulled on her shoes. Johnathan pulled on his boots and grabbed the sleeping bags and tossed Kelly her now dry soiled clothes which she packed into a bag and slung it over her shoulder and walked outside to Johnathan’s bike. A WW2 era motorcycle with a sidecar. Kelly sat in the sidecar and Johnathan drove. After Johnathan climbed on he checked a snub nosed .44 revolver and holstered it in between the motorcycle and the sidecar. He started the engine, revved it and drove off down the road toward the highway. To be continued….
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