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  1. Fuzzyfox

    female Two ways to go

    From the album: Monsters girls need to go

    When there is no bathroom, you have only two choices
  2. Part I— Ed Turns Written by Will Holden Commissioned by Bee Fuller Ed was by all accounts an almost painfully ordinary guy. Every Monday through Friday, he drove his same preowned Chevy to his same boring office job, exchanged the same middling banter around the same water cooler with the same friendly but unremarkable coworkers. Then weekends were spent imbibing as much booze as his barely–above–minimum–wage paycheck would cover, then wash, rinse, repeat ad infinitum. There was however, even back then, one thing that made Ed just a little bit different from his fellow office drones, and clubbers. Ed often took that boring traffic-filled commute, and those watercooler talks— talks during which he almost always had a little paper cup or two of that weird room temperature office water himself— with his bladder still sloshing full of the previous night’s piss. And those long nights at the club, he would knock back shot after shot, mug after mug, watching other guys waddle desperately to the men’s room to “break the seal,” then make that same odyssey many more times throughout the night, while he remained at the bar, laughed at their weakness, and ordered another round. Ed wasn’t sure exactly when it had started for him, but ever since he could remember, he had taken a sort of odd pride in his iron bladder. There wasn’t much that Ed had on the other guys around him, but this was one talent— if you could call it that— at which he could effortlessly wipe the floor with nearly any other guy he knew— And when it came to holding contests, floors needing wiping was always a very real possibility. It wasn’t much, but it gave him just that little boost of confidence he needed to make it through yet another monotonous day. It was on one of his Saturday night excursions at a club he knew well, Trancium, that Ed would learn a cruel lesson in humility far too late. Normally, Ed made a point of relieving himself no more than three times a day even— no, especially— on days he went out drinking. He found it to be almost embarrassing to answer the call of nature with the rest of the weak–bladdered drunks. Tonight was different however, for two reasons: the first reason was straightforward enough. He had way overdone it. His last piss had been at noon today— His first and only release of the day. Now, it was well after one in the morning. Since then, he had easily drunk at least a litre of water, some tea, a glass of orange juice, and all of that was before he had even arrived at the club and decided to show off and order five beers all at once and shotgun them. Now, even Ed’s seemingly limitless bladder of steel was tender and pulsating, and it took everything in his power to keep from leaking spurts of hot yellow piss from his whimpering pee hole into his white loose–fitting boxers. The other reason? Well, that would be the same reason he had done something so boneheaded as shot-gunning that many beers at once in the first place. Ed had a date tonight. A beautiful, vivacious woman with bouncing pink hair named Alyssa he’d met on his last visit here. It was one thing to be forced to hold yourself, or worse get caught leaking in public under ordinary circumstances— already completely mortifying, but on a date? Out of the question. Like any sane person with probably three liters and thirteen hours of boiling piss roiling like a tsunami against the world’s tiniest floodgate to escape their overtaxed bladder, Ed decided it was time to call it, and politely excused himself to go use the men’s room. As he got from up his seat, a fresh wave of desperation hit him, and he audibly groaned from the excruciating strain it took to keep the contents of his own personal ocean safely inside of him in. He felt a single half of a dribble form at the edge of his exhausted pee hole. He willed it to go back inside somehow, it of course, did not oblige. If only he had known that that single dribble would be one of the last semblances of relief his poor bladder would ever experience again. He squeezed his thighs together, trying not to make it obvious just how frantic with desperation he was in front of his beautiful companion, and waddled carefully towards the men’s room. While he was walking very slowly, trying his best not to let a single leak slip, men clearly infinitely less desperate than he was easily stepped in front of him, and by the time he got to the men’s room—single stall, of course, just his luck— a line had formed. He bit his lip, and felt himself almost tear up, praying to every deity he could think of for the line to at least move quickly. By the time he was near the front of the line, Ed swore his bladder must have weighed as much as a bowling ball, and his hands had found their way to his pockets, where they formed a chokehold around the head of his poor straining, twitching cock. The guy in front of him went in, and his throbbing pee hole almost released another spurt in anticipation. He pinched it off, reminding himself that relief was close, so very, very close—But not there. Not yet. Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his date sauntering towards him. He guessed that she must be headed for the ladies’ room and tried his best to pull himself together lest she see him in his current pathetic state. Instead, she walked directly up to him. His desperate cock danced up and down in protest. He was so close, and now he was going to have to have a conversation, so painfully close to relief and not show how achingly desperate he was. It felt almost too cruel to bear. “Uh h-hey, Alyssa,” he stammered through clenched teeth, “What’s uh… What’s up?” She gave a low chuckle that had an odd menace to it. Ed felt a shiver run up his spine, and this time it wasn’t yet another urgent warning signal from his straining bladder. Still, it didn’t help, and he squeezed his legs together even tighter just moments too late to stop another dribble from starting to form at the tip of his straining cock. “Oh Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, you are adorable.” Alyssa ran the back of her hand lightly along his cheek and pressed him against the wall. He felt his cock twinge again, for a different reason, and the momentary change in sensation nearly caused him to lose another spurt. He let out a little whimper despite himself. “Hey Alyssa, can you just h-h-hold that thought for one second? It’s just that I’m next in line and…” He looked down and trailed off, embarrassed to admit just how close his bladder was to exploding in a gushing yellow mess in his pants right there. Alyssa didn’t budge, just traced his jawline once again, “You’re cute. But I have a confession to make.” “Oh y-y-yeah?” Ed stammered as he heard the sound of a toilet flushing, the rushing water, and the knowledge of just how close relief was nearly made him lose it on the spot once again, but he clenched every muscle in his body, and instead gently tried to push Alyssa off of him, “I’m really sorry Alyssa, but I promise you I’ll be right back.” Her grip was like iron and didn’t give an inch. “I’m sorry. I can’t let you do that Eddie-poo. See, there’s something I really need to tell you. And it can’t wait another moment.” The door handle turned, and a tall man exited wearing the look of blissful relief Eddie would have given his left arm to share. Another guy came from down the hall, “Excuse me,” he asked, holding himself in a way Ed desperately wished he had the freedom to do at the moment, “Are you in line? Sorry if I’m interrupting it’s just that I’ve had three beers, and hoo boy… My teeth are floating!” “Yes!” Ed almost shouted, tears forming in his eyes. “No, go right ahead.” Alyssa talked over him. The man looked between the two of them with a bit of confusion for a moment, before Ed heard the sound of a soft hiss, as a small wet patch formed at the front of the man’s trousers. The man appeared to panic, grabbed himself with both hands, and rushed into the bathroom without further hesitation, slamming the door behind him. Ed’s pee hole twinged and throbbed enviously, sending a shock of pain up his bladder, and through his cock. “Why did you do that?” He whimpered, then, scarcely believing the words were leaving his mouth, he whispered with a shaking voice, “I–I really need to go, okay?” Even through the door, Ed could hear the absolute roaring gush of what had to be almost about half as much boiling urine as occupied Ed’s own tormented bladder rushing with the speed of a high-intensity water canon into the toilet bowl. Ed’s dick jumped up and down several times violently, begging for the relief he still stubbornly refused it. “I needed to get you alone, Ed, darling, so I could do this.” She tilted his chin up, pressed her lips to the hollow of his neck, and suddenly, Ed felt a new type of pain entirely course through his entire body. One that almost drowned out the agony radiating from his tortured bladder. Almost. It was like two tiny little knives stabbing him in the neck, and then he felt the suction, and a venomous burn in his veins, and he started to go weak. “It’s like I was trying to tell you before Eddie darling, I didn’t ask you here for a date. I asked you here for dinner. Well, to be my dinner, that is. But it’s all going to be okay, see, in just a moment, I’ll have sucked you dry, and none of this will matter.” Ed struggled, trying to get out a scream, to get away, something. But she was so strong, and it was all he could do just to keep his floodgates shut, because even then, Ed just couldn’t quite manage to swallow his pride. Just as Ed felt himself start to lose consciousness, another guy approached him to get in line, and saw them. Alyssa hissed and shrieked like a feral cat and fled the scene at an impossible speed, leaving Ed with nothing left to do but collapse shaking to the ground. He couldn’t decide which was worse, the burning venom that was now coursing through his veins, or the waves of shock that screamed through his bulging bladder as he hit the floor. “Whoa, you okay, man,” his accidental saviour asked. Ed grabbed his burning cock, preventing a spurt from leaking out, and nodded though he knew it wasn’t true. It took him several tries, but he managed to get onto his knees, and desperately clawed at the men’s room door, “Please…” He begs, “I – I just need to…” He twisted his legs like a pretzel, and knocked on the door with all his remaining strength, “Can’t… Can’t hold much longer… Please…” “Uh sorry bro,” came the oblivious response from the other side of the door, “gonna be occupado for at least a few more minutos.” Ed finally broke down and openly sobbed, clinging onto his throbbing cock for dear life. No, no, no. This could not be happening. Ed couldn’t even process that he’d just been bitten by a vampire, all he knew was that no matter what happened after this, he couldn’t just lose control in the middle of a club like this. It was completely out of the question. He was Iron-Bladdered Ed. He didn’t just have accidents in the middle of a public club like some sort of weakling. “Dude, I hate to say it, but maybe you should just like… Go. Whatever that chick did to you looks like kind of a medical emergency. You should probably go to the hospital. Nobody is going to judge you if you piss yourself right now. Hell, that guy over there just did it, and he didn’t even get bitten by some freaky chick,” the man behind him in line tried to reassure him. “No, you don’t understand. I don’t do that. I’ll never do that!” He almost shouted through tears. He felt a change come over him. Suddenly, the burning in his veins died down. His hearing amplified, and it made the sound of the flush he’d been desperately waiting for even louder than he was expecting. The near–deafening rush of water added yet another torment to his already tortured bladder. The door opened, and he forced himself into a standing position, doubled over clutching at his crotch, he waddled in, and shut the door. He caught a brief glimpse of the mirror, and if he hadn’t been in such desperate agony, he would have done a double take— But there was no time to think about anything that wasn’t the toilet and the steps between him and the ecstasy of draining nearly three full litres of piss from the bursting dam inside his abdomen. Finally, he stood over the toilet. After everything he’d been through, it almost felt like a dream. Ed swore he could almost hear a choir of serenading angels as he pulled his throbbing dick out of his trousers, finally relaxed his tired, painfully pulsating pee hole, or at least he tried to, and… Nothing happened. The hole remained pulled tightly shut. Maybe he held too long. Ed takes a long breath and tried again. And again. And again. And yet again. Still, no matter how hard he tried, nothing moved. Here he was, his bulging bladder jutting out several inches over his hips, standing directly over the toilet, cock out and ready, yet relief was somehow further away than it had ever been. He just barely resisted the urge to cry again, knowing it wouldn’t help anything. Instead, he pressed down on his bladder, hoping to get the long-awaited flow started manually. The sensation hurt so badly he let out a moan of pure agony, yet still not a single dribble of piss escaped his pounding bladder for his trouble. He tried desperately to remember what other tricks he’d heard for peeing when it was hard to get started. He went to the sink to turn the water on, and that’s when he finally realized the nature of his situation. As the water started flowing, Ed’s knees naturally squeezed together, but it was completely unnecessary. Ed’s reflection in the mirror was gone. Ed had been bitten by a vampire, and now had been turned into one too. There’s one thing nobody really talks about when it comes to vampires. Sure, everyone knows they can move fast, have inhuman strength, drink blood, all that good stuff. And everyone knows they don’t show up in mirrors, and can’t handle the sunlight, garlic, crucifixes, the basics. But, there’s something else no vampire can do once they have turned, and dear reader I suspect you may have already got an inkling what it is— Vampires cannot urinate. At all. Ever. For most, that’s not an issue. Vampires don’t make new urine, and any normal person would naturally piss themselves from the pain of the turning process if they had needed to go when they were bitten. Ed, unfortunately for him, was not most people when he was human, and now he has an eternity to live, and he will spend every second of it just as painfully desperate as he was that night. Forever.
  3. 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.
  4. Hey everyone, it's been a hot minute, but I'm ready to post another handful of stories! Here's the first, a commission for a Monogatari story staring Kiss-shot Acerola-Orion Heart-Under-Blade getting caught out in the sun and having to take shelter in the shade with no way to get to a proper bathroom! I hope you guys enjoy! And as a reminder I know have a thread about it, but I am open for commissions, so if you're interested in my writing, feel free to DM me! In The Shade On the roof of a familiar abandoned cram school sat a tall, busty woman with sharp yellow eyes and long golden hair. She was tucked away inconspicuously-- or at least, as inconspicuous as an attractive woman draped in a scarlet red dress could possibly be-- in the shadows of the small water tank placed on the roof. She had her knees pulled up to her chest to keep her legs in the shade, and she was glaring at the sun like it was her mortal enemy. After all, it was her mortal enemy. Kiss-Shot Acerola-Orion Heart-Under-Blade. A once-powerful vampire with no rival. Events had entwined her fate with a simple high school student, Araragi Koyomi, and left her without many of her powers. In fact, she normally maintained a diminished appearance, and often went by the name Oshino Shinobu, but circumstances today had required her to take on a semblance of her old form and move independently of Araragi. Araragi made it his mission to research and handle the oddities in this town, which was bathed in the supernatural. However, he was also a normal high school student who had to worry about school and friends and his relationship. Last night, he had a date planned with Senjougahara when talk of some oddity or another had reached him. And so, Shinobu offered to investigate in his stead. She fully intended it to be a favor she would use to leverage donuts at a later date. But that didn’t explain why Kiss-shot was curled up in the shade on the roof of the old cram school. The answer was simple. She had become accustomed to the safety and security of Araragi’s shadow. She hadn’t really been away from Araragi for an extended period of time or used her true form in quite a while. While once unthinkable to the centuries-old vampire, she had simply lost track of time. She had been investigating something nearby when the first golden rays started peeking over the horizon. In a panic, she jumped from roof to roof, trying to make it to the cram school before the sunrise, but was just short of making it to the roof’s stairwell when the first burning rays forced her to find cover where she was. It was about 3 meters from her island of shade and safety to the stairs that would’ve allowed her to take shelter within the building. But while she was so close, she was also so far away. Had she been her normal self, she could, with a lot of pain and some difficulty, jump into the sunlight and run inside before she was completely torched. But in her weakened state and this far away from Araragi, she would undoubtedly die attempting such a stunt. Her weakened form also prohibited her from using her full strength. It would’ve been less than trivial for her to have punched a hole in the roof if she had been in her old form, but while she did currently look like the old Kiss-Shot Acerola-Orion Heart-Under-Blade, she had only a fraction of her old form’s strength and power. And thus, Kiss-shot was stuck on the roof of the cram school, waiting idly as she was forced to cower from the sun. “How ironic. I spent so much of my time after meeting Araragi sulking about this very school, and yet now that I am forced to be here, I want nothing more but to leave.” It would seem that for someone as long-lived as Kiss-shot, waiting out a day in the shadow of the water tank would be a trivial matter. And yet she found herself restless. It wasn’t uncomfortably hot or cold, and as long as she followed the shade’s movement throughout the day, she would be safe. But still, she was dreading the wait. She was bored with nothing to do, and her current form was only a few steps removed from human, and thus had human needs. It was late morning, and the sun had been up for a few hours. Kiss-shot was thirsty, and she might have been hungry too. The latter was something she had become all too accustomed to as a vampire, and was able to push the feeling to the back of her mind. Her thirst, however, was new. Her mouth and throat were dry, and she was becoming more and more uncomfortable. Kiss-shot let out a sigh and laid back down on her back. The shadow had grown large enough that she could stretch out more rather than keeping her legs curled to her chest. She looked up with a dull expression and suddenly her eyes widened. The solution had been right above her the whole time. She was sitting underneath a water tank. She looked around and spotted some pipes with a spout running down the side of one of the tank’s legs, graciously within the shade. Kiss-shot reached over and turned a small valve, and clear water poured from the spout. Cupping her hands, Kiss-shot drank from the tank until the scratchiness in her mouth and throat were gone, and her stomach was full of water. Satisfied, she closed the valve and laid back down, feeling much more comfortable. “Ah, much better.” Kiss-shot smiled in content. The comfort was short-lived, however. Only minutes after the vampire had sprawled out onto the shadow beneath the tower, she felt a twinge in her bladder. It wasn’t because she had just drank, of course. No matter how much she had, it wouldn’t go through her that quickly. Instead, it had been a sensation buried in the back of her mind that had been building up all morning, and only manifested now because she was no longer focusing on her thirst. She placed a hand on her abdomen. Her stomach still sloshed with water and she could feel a slight, nagging pressure. Nothing urgent yet, but it could easily become a problem depending on how long she got stuck here. Still, it was only a slight sensation as of now, and Kiss-shot merely shifted her position lying down to make herself more comfortable before closing her eyes. Kiss-shot’s intentions had been to take a nap to pass the time, but that was becoming less and less likely. Every time she felt the world around her fade and her body relax, her bladder sent a nagging pulse through her, and she was forced to press her thighs together and reposition herself. Even worse, the spout she had drank from had not fully closed, and was slowly dripping. Every few minutes a drop would fall and splash down onto the damp concrete beneath it. Kiss-shot’s heightened vampire hearing amplified the sound, and did nothing to help her situation. She wasn’t sure how long she had been trying to fall asleep, but the longer she laid there, the more and more she could feel her bladder slowly filling. She tried to tear her mind away from her bodily needs, but the more she tried to focus on other things, it seemed the faster her need grew. She rubbed and shuffled her legs together as she laid down, staring up at the water tower. It felt like all the water she had drank earlier was draining straight from her stomach into her bladder, even though she knew that wasn’t physiologically possible. Eventually, Kiss-shot was forced to sit upright. She crossed her legs and sat on the ground, tapping her finger restlessly as she occasionally wiggled in place. She glared up at the sun for putting her in this predicament. It grew higher and higher in the sky, meaning it wasn’t even midday yet. “I’ll just have to hold it,” Kiss-shot spoke to herself, “I mean, it’s not like someone like me can’t handle a little mild discomfort from time to time.” She said as much, but in reality, Kiss-shot was nervous. Vampires didn’t really have to deal with the need to pee on a regular basis. They could, of course, if they engorged themselves on blood or otherwise drank normal liquids like Kiss-shot had just done, but most vampires avoided the former and they had no need for the latter. Kiss-shot had a few long-distant memories-- perhaps just whispers of memories at this point-- from her days as a human where she recalled having dealt with the need to pee, but it was not something she was used to. If she was this uncomfortable already, she wasn’t looking forward to waiting all day. Kiss-shot waited in silence and tried to push her need to the back of her mind as the sun slowly climbed higher and higher in the sky. The edge of the shadow was creeping closer to where she was sitting, and she realized she would have to move before the burning rays reached her exposed skin. She climbed to her feet carefully and felt a sharp spike of pressure from her bladder. When she shifted, she put pressure on it, and she was forced to squirm and dance in place as she rubbed her thighs together. She felt the pressure slowly subside and she stepped back away from the edge, right under the water tower. It would be noon before long, where the only shadows would be right underneath the tank. She was forced to take shelter right underneath it, which was problematic, because she could hear occasional ripples and sloshes from within. The drip from the faucet hadn’t stopped, either. All this only reminded her of all the water she had drank earlier, and she shuffled her legs uncomfortably as her bladder sent another wave of urgency through her. “I have to pee.” Kiss-shot announced to no one. It was a less-than-useless statement, and all it did was draw her own attention to her need. In fact, voicing it out loud seemed so much worse than when she was just feeling it nagging at the back of her mind. She pressed down at the front of her red dress, still too proud to resort to grabbing herself like a child, merely rubbing her legs together instead. She straightened her back as though that would give her ever-filling bladder more room, and her brow furrowed in discomfort and irritation. In an attempt to get her mind off of her growing need, she thought about Araragi. She was tempted to blame him. This was, after all, his fault. She knew his nature. He couldn’t just let things go or put them off until later. If she hadn’t offered to investigate the oddity in his stead, he would’ve dropped his plans with Senjougahara and rushed off to see what was going on. Deep down, however, she knew that was unfair. Senjougahara was a strong-willed, stubborn woman, but she understood the severity of the world of oddities. Having perhaps seen more of Senjougahara than anyone save for Araragi himself, Kiss-shot knew the girl would exchange a few harsh words with Araragi before forgiving him and possibly even offering to come along and help. In truth, it had been Kiss-shot herself who wanted to give Araragi a reprieve. A small taste of the normal life she had stolen from him the night they met. She still felt guilty that it was her who got him wrapped up in the world of the supernatural. Moreover, if she hadn’t gotten careless, she could have investigated the oddity properly and taken shelter in the cram school, or even returned to Araragi’s dwelling. Her current predicament was entirely her own fault, and she realized that. So while it was tempting to curse the name of another for her circumstances, she had only herself to blame. Letting out a sigh, Kiss-shot shifted her position to try to regain some small measure of comfort. Suddenly, however, she felt her bladder spasm, and she was force to press her thighs together tightly. She drew in a sharp intake of breath and squeezed her eyes shut, desperately hoping for the wave of pressure to pass. When it finally did, she let out a breath and her clawed fingers bunched up the fabric of her red dress. She could feel the pressure sitting in her abdomen and she wanted nothing more than to reach down and grab herself. Instead, she released her skirt and raised one knee, reaching down to rub the back of her thigh as a quaint distraction. It was noon now, and the time was ticking by painfully slowly. There was little reprieve from the sounds of the water in the tank sloshing above her, or the dripping faucet where she quenched her thirst earlier. Both sounds were amplified louder and louder the more she tried to drown them out. With each drip, she felt her bladder protest, and it seemed like they were counting down the seconds like the world’s slowest hourglass. Kiss-shot frowned, biting her lip and shifting her weight back and forth rhythmically. She glared up at the clear, cloudless sky. She would give anything for gray clouds to come and blot out the offensive orb above her. Even rain clouds would work. In the short-term they would only heighten her urge to pee, but it would allow her to run inside and relieve herself at her leisure. Instead, she was forced to sit there in the solitary shadow of the water tank, the day crawling by at the slowest of a snail’s pace. She could feel her bladder filling up more and more. She was sure by now the water she drank earlier was making its way into her bladder. Kiss-shot cursed her kidneys, which were inadvertently making the situation worse and worse. Being a vampire, she had some control over her body, but doing something like stopping her kidneys would involve her to physically pierce her back and mess with them with clawed fingers. Perhaps if I was at full power I could pull off a stunt like that without dying, but I don’t think this current body could handle it. A pity. Even if she could, it would be a temporary solution, and it wouldn’t do anything about the fluid already inside her bladder. Regardless, she was forced to keep holding it, even as she felt her bladder swell more and more, filling with pent-up urine that sloshed around inside of her with every movement. Kiss-shot glared up at the sun again, but not out of the mere frustration of being trapped while needing to pee. This time she was trying to calculate how long it would be until sunset. It was past noon and the sun was now slowly starting its crawl towards the horizon. If she had to guess, it was no later than one o’clock. Judging by the angle, as well as having a general feel for it from centuries of needing to avoid the sun, Kiss-shot figured that the shadow she was currently taking refuge in would stretch close enough to the stairwell for her to slip inside unharmed at 5 o’clock at the earliest. That was four agonizing hours of waiting, and her bladder was already full. Kiss-shot wasn’t thrilled about the prospects, but it wasn’t like she had any other options. The very least she could do was deal with the situation calmly and try to ignore her body’s needs as best as she could. She sprawled back down onto the hard concrete and raised one leg, keeping her thighs pressed together as she stared up at the water tower above her. Kiss-shot knew sleep wouldn’t come to her now, and even if she did manage to relax and drift off with her bladder so full, she had no confidence that she’d wake up dry. Instead, she tried to zone out-- to defocus on the world around her and allow herself to be caught up in her own mind. Flashes of distant memories began to bubble to the surface. Brief scenes of her being driven from a hidden home by vampire hunters, or being run out of a village by a crowd armed with torches and pitchforks. She recalled the times she was forced to kill to survive, and others where she killed with intention, with pleasure. Kiss-shot recalled the times she showed no mercy to vampire hunters or other humans who thought themselves worthy of judging her existence as cursed and wrong. But each time she tried to focus in on one, a spike of pressure from her abdomen tore her out of her reminiscence. She wasn’t sure to be annoyed or grateful. Those memories were not pleasant ones, and as much as they would’ve been a distraction to her current predicament, she’d much rather deal with the discomfort of the present than face her past. Instead, she found herself trying to focus on Araragi. For all that had happened in the short time that she had known him, she had become much more content with her current arrangements as the minion to her new master. Kiss-shot was silently grateful he would never have to go through the horrors of being a full-on vampire, and she was glad that he had pulled her out of that darkness as well. She had intended to sacrifice herself to free him, but instead he had been the one to free her. Kiss-Shot allowed herself a warm smile before her bladder sent another, stronger wave of pressure shooting through her body and she was forced to clamp her thighs together and squirm to fight it. She squeezed her eyes shut and resisted the urge to grab herself as she felt her pent up flood try to force its way out. She raised a hand to her abdomen as she rubbed her legs together and focused on keeping herself dry. Kiss-shot managed to fight back against the urge until it subsided, but she was now truly desperate. She gently and carefully sat up, keeping her thighs pressed together as she tried to avoid putting any pressure on her taxed bladder. Her tight dress put pressure on her abdomen, so she reached around and loosened the corset as much as she could without exposing herself. The extra room allowed her bulging bladder to swell out and relieved some of the pressure, but she was still restless, squirming as she bounced up and down in place, trying to hold it. She looked back up at the sky. It was at most two or three hours past noon. The water tower’s shadow had crept closer to the door to the stairwell, but it wasn’t nearly enough to bridge the gap completely. Kiss-shot wanted nothing more than to make a break for it, but even if she could make it without burning to ash, the pain of the sunlight would definitely make her wet herself, making the bolt for the door meaningless in the first place. Another sharp spike of desperation shot through Kiss-shot, and she was forced to grab herself, bunching up her dress and pressing her fingers into her crotch as she rocked back and forth. Her thighs quivered and shook as she desperately tried to fight back, but she seriously felt like she was going to leak. She doubled over as she fought her body’s urges and managed to stave off the intense pressure with her panties still dry, but she was fighting a losing battle. Maybe I should just go right here? Kiss-shot looked around at the shadow beneath the water tower. There was enough room for her to sit comfortably, but not much else. If she peed here, she’d barely have a place to stand out of the puddle, not to mention she’d be forced to stand right next to it the whole time. No, she would just have to hold it. With sweat on her brow and tears from the effort of holding it in stinging the corners of her eyes, Kiss-shot sat on her heel and squirmed, wondering how she would make it the remaining hours until the sun faded and she could finally get her relief. Kiss-shot wasn’t sure how long she had been sitting there, holding it and feeling like she was on the verge of wetting herself as she waited for the sun to make its painfully slow crawl across the sky. The sun was now tucked behind the water tower from her perspective, and she could no longer judge the time from its position. The shadows, for their part, didn’t seem any closer to the door to her freedom, but she realized that watching the edge of the shadow like a hawk would do nothing to speed up its slow stretch towards the stairwell. The sun didn’t seem that much closer to setting before Kiss-shot felt another powerful spasm hit her bladder. She scissored her legs and rocked back and forth as she clamped down hard with white-knuckled hands, drawing in a sharp breath as she fought back the wave. It felt like a torrent of her pent-up urine was surging against the floodgates, desperate to force its way out of her overfilled bladder. She gasped as she felt her muscles spasm and let out a warm spurt of pee into her panties. She squeezed even tighter in a desperate fight to regain control, dreading another leak or possibly even losing control right then and there. Thankfully, she managed to stop it, but the damp patch on her panties was a worrying sign. There was no way she was going to be able to hold it. If she didn’t pee right there, she’d wind up wetting herself anyway. Kiss-shot tried to fight her body for a few more seconds before resigning herself to peeing where she was. However, instead of moving into a squatting position, she slowly and carefully brought herself to her feet. The effort was immense and she was stuck dancing in place with both hands desperately clamped down on her crotch as she stood there. She hiked up the long fabric of her dress and bunched it up in her arms, trying desperately not to leak without her hands holding herself. She shuffled over to the edge of the shadow, about as far as she could comfortably get, and reached down. She pulled her panties out of the way and spread her lower lips, arching her hips in a standing position. If she was going to pee here, the least she could do was try to get as much distance between her puddle and the shadow as she could. Not a moment later, she burst. A long, powerful arch spraying out of her and sparkled as it made it out of the shadows and was hit by the sunlight. Her pee splashed onto the ground about half a meter from the shadow’s edge and quickly began to pool. Kiss-shot let out a relieved moan and threw her head back as her body shuddered in relief. Her swollen bladder slowly began to deflate as she continued to pee like a fire hose, a powerful torrent streaming out of her at full blast. Suddenly however, she could hear the sound of the stairwell door opening behind her and she froze. She wanted to stop peeing as well, but there was no way her taxed muscles or aching bladder would allow her to stop her relief. She turned her head to face the door and was half-mortified and half-relieved to see it was Araragi and Senjougahara. For his part, Araragi seemed to immediately notice what Kiss-shot was doing and turned around almost immediately. Senjougahara turned to make sure Araragi wasn’t watching before turning around herself, but not before giving Kiss-shot a knowing and apologetic glance. “Sorry for the intrusion,” she said matter-of-factly. “Y-yeah, sorry,” Araragi blurted out awkwardly next to her. “No, it’s my fault for doing something so undignified. This place isn’t exactly private, after all.” The three fell into an awkward silence as Kiss-shot finished peeing, which took quite a while considering how much she had been holding. The only thing breaking the silence was the continuous patter of Kiss-shot’s stream against the roof, splashing as her puddle grew. She blushed and wished her body would hurry up, but her still-swollen bladder was taking it’s sweet time. It felt like she was stuck there, peeing for an eternity, but soon her trail tapered off and Kiss-shot let out one final, satisfied sigh. She fixed her panties and dress and tried to make herself as presentable as possible before turning around. “Alright, you can look now.” Araragi and Senjougahara turned around to face her, and Araragi spoke first, “Once again, sorry, Shinobu. When you didn’t come back after last night, I got worried, so we came looking for you.” “Well, as you can see, I let time get the best of me, and I got stuck under here,” Kiss-shot gestured to the water tank above her. “You must’ve been here for quite a while,” Senjougahara pointed out, “I don’t envy you. I’m sorry we didn’t get here sooner.” It was clear she was talking about Kiss-shot’s ordeal that led to her leaving a puddle on the roof. She was grateful that Senjougahara was keeping calm about the whole thing, unlike herself and Araragi, who were both quite embarrassed about the situation. “Ah, so you got stuck under here and you couldn’t get to a bathroom, which is why-” Senjougahara lightly slapped Araragi on the back of the head, and gave him a look that told him to shut up. “I’d appreciate it if we never speak of that again, master,” Kiss-shot spoke quickly. She had a straight face, but she was doing all she could to hide her embarrassment. “A-ah, right,” Araragi, thankfully, seemed to read the mood. “Well, anyway, if you would be so kind as to come closer this way…” Araragi stepped closer to Kiss-shot and she began to sink into his shadow. She could move around freely once again, but more importantly, she was grateful for being able to hide away after getting caught peeing so openly like that. “I’m tired from being stuck up here all day, so we can discuss what I found out about the oddity later” Kiss-shot spoke as she disappeared, “Preferably at Mister Donut’s.” “Right,” Araragi nodded in a way that told Kiss-shot he understood. As Kiss-shot retreated into Araragi’s shadow, she desperately tried to forget what had just happened. She had learned a valuable lesson that day, and would never again allow herself to become stranded in the sunlight.
  5. *This short story was inspired by this picture I found on pixiv: Drawn by: https://www.pixiv.net/users/2453632 This was written on my phone and copy-pasted from discord, please forgive some potential formatting issues 🙏* A harsh lesson for the newbie: Vampires have a habit of hibernating in their coffins whenever tragedy strikes, so that they may rise again at a more opportune era... Unfortunately, this newbie is unfamiliar with such a concept and as such she had to urgently return to her coffin after a very long night of drinking and partying. The rest of the vampire order were disappointed at her lack of forethought and planning. Knowing that she would undoubtedly ruin her place of hibernation by voiding her bladder after all she had consumed at that congregation, they saw it fit to take preemptive measures and punish her at the same time: Just a few moments before she stepped into her coffin, the order picked her up and dressed her - or rather, mummified her - in tight, completely impermeable latex and leather, ensuring that she would be unable to leave until the rest of the order awakens. Should she leak, it would not soil the padded surface of her resting place, though of course that meant it would instead just pool inside her "clothes", but the order saw it as a good punishment and as a very good way to train the young vampire on how to control her bladder like refined lady should! For the first 50 years of her sleep, she held strong, but soon it became too much, she suddenly came awake, squirming frantically as she felt her overfull bladder stretching to contain it all. Worse yet, her garments completely bound her, not even allowing her to place her hands on her aching crotch. "Help! Help!! Someone get me out, I can't hold it anymore!" - She begged, but all that came out were whimpers, as her garments covered her mouth completely and muffled her voice. Even if her whimpers could be heard outside the coffin, they would fall on deaf ears, the rest of the vampire order, - much more experienced in hibernation - was in a deep sleep now, oblivious to the newbie's pleas as they dreamed and gathered their strength. And so, unable to even grab herself to try pointlessly holding back the inevitable... She leaked, a small spurt managed to push through her tired sphincter, with these completely impermeable garments, that little drop that leaked out would not be absorbed, it instead rolled down her tightly clenched privates, tickling it gently as it brushed against her soft, pale skin... That tickling sensation almost immediately pushed the poor lady over the edge once more, she leaked again, and again, and again until she started to let out a steady, hissy stream of urine into her garments which would pool over the impermeable leather and latex, spreading and sloshing around inside, soaking every inch of her thin legs, her round and firm posterior, her neatly trimmed pubic area... The liquid would remain fully contained, not a drop would escape her leather and latex prison, and it would only continue to rise up her back, as she was powerless to stop her bladder as the urine flooded up to her cute, perky breasts. She whimpered again, that warmth, the wetness... It embraced her and caused discomfort, she could feel it sloshing around and splashing against her skin, she felt disgusting. She tried to yell out again hoping one last time that the order might hear her muffled pleas... Of course, nobody came. Now she lies there, resting in a pool of her urine as a punishment for her foolish partying. Still, she takes solace in the fact that in 50 more years, the order will wake up and free her from this warm, wet, ammonia scented prison. "I just have to wait a little longer..." - She thinks - "They'll let me out after the crysis has passed! 50 more years, I can hold the rest of my pee until then... Right?" ... Let's all hope for her sake that no Vampire Hunters find out where the order is hiding...
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    KYUTSI SFW

    From the album: My Omo Monsters

    MY OMO MONSTERS Kyutsi "the small storage vampire" one of the character in My Omo Monster : she's very sensitive with liquid that can triggered her bladder, making her pee instantly. Her "storage" can only handle 150ml she's very clingy and sweet with her friends, and aggressive with her victim when its drinking time, you can hear her squeak and giggle alot in excitement when playing with her meal if you want cuddly soft lady, and wants sweet treatment, probably abit of bdsm or get treated like a pet, shes perfect for you
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    KYUTSI NSFW

    From the album: My Omo Monsters

    MY OMO MONSTERS Kyutsi "the small storage vampire" one of the character in My Omo Monster : she's very sensitive with liquid that can triggered her bladder, making her pee instantly. Her "storage" can only handle 150ml she's very clingy and sweet with her friends, and aggressive with her victim when its drinking time, you can hear her squeak and giggle alot in excitement when playing with her meal if you want cuddly soft lady, and wants sweet treatment, probably abit of bdsm or get treated like a pet, shes perfect for you
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    Sleepy Bat Luci

    From the album: VentiComixCrunch Diaper Art

    © Don't touch my bloody artwork

  9. After shaking off her pursuers she can finally relieve herself
  10. 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.
  11. 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….
  12. 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.”
  13. 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.
  14. 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.
  15. From the album: Turtlez Sketches

    Azul: You're paper... ma'am Rojo: Ah... gracias mi leal servidor. Mind changing me? Azul: ... ... ... *sigh*
  16. 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!
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