A Tale of Two Curses

A Tale of Two Curses – Futanari Vampires

By: The Archivist

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Foreword: A Redress of Balance

In my previous installments of A Tale of Two Curses, parts 12-15, I was writing to exorcise the stories from my brain. The union of adults and children was a taboo I couldn't get out of my head until I wrote it down. It worked.

Until it didn't.

One thing nagged at my mind from these stories. Seduction is pretty common faire for erotic fiction, but when these adults seduced children, there was... an imbalance. The girls were railroaded into a choice. They liked it, but that's not the point.

They needed power. They didn't have it.

I turned it over and over in my mind until this two part story emerged. Of all of the insane amount of characters I created for part 15, I chose Lianna, the shyest and most timid. The most in need of power.

This is a story of how she reshaped her destiny.

As with all of the installments from 12 on, this one is meant to relieve me of the ideas in my mind. It contains situations with adults and children. If this offends you, please read my foreword for part 12 which is a much more detailed explanation of this particular quirk.

Chapter 16 – A Taste of Freedom

The vampire entered my bedroom wrapped in a silk cloak that she flared wide, revealing her pale, naked body. Her fangs were extended and gleamed in the dim light of my reading lamp. Her dark hair framed her beautiful face, full of malice.

"Greetings, mortal." She said in a false baritone, dripping with drama.

"Hi Lydia." I said looking up from my book.

"I am not Lydia. I am the countess Carmilla, mistress of the night, and I hunger for your blood!" she literally vamped.

"So you're feeling hungry after Bailey fed from you?" I asked.

"Come on, Lianna!" Lydia whined, in her normal voice. "I'm really hungry, can you just go along with it?"

"Alright." I said. Lydia wasn't very intimidating to me. After all, I was a vampire too.

Also, we were both ten years old. It's hard for a little girl to be intimidating.

"Come to me..." she said, resuming her vampire mistress falsetto. At least she had ditched the Bela Lugosi accent she'd had when we first moved to our new home. "I will take you and make you my vampire bride."

"Oh no!" I cried, overacting about half as much as Lydia. "I don't want to be a vampire! I must resist your temptations!"

"You cannot resist, my delicious little morsel. Come to me. Now." She commanded dramatically.

"Oh..." I sighed, climbing down from my bed and slowly lurching towards Lydia. As I approached, she wrapped me in her soft cloak. The red silk interior felt amazing on my skin.

"Now, I will make you my bride..." she said, then hissed like a movie vampire.

"Oh, yes, take me... make me your bride... be my dark mistress..." I said in a dreamy voice punctuated with moans.

I felt Lydia's penis swell to life against my skirt. She must have liked that last bit. She was a futanari vampire; cursed twice with the eternal life of a vampire and the penis of a futanari. So was I.

She sunk her fangs into my throat. I moaned in ecstasy, no longer acting. I felt like I was floating on a wispy cloud. I was full of a soft pleasurable vibrating feeling, like my whole body needed nothing else. It was the effect of the vampire bite, and it was one of my favorite parts of being a futanari vampire.

Lydia drank for what seemed like years, but was only about a minute. The floaty pleasure of the vampire bite faded as she withdrew her fangs and pulled off, hissing with my dark maroon blood dripping down her chin.

"Be careful." I whispered. "Mommy will be mad at me if I get my clothes bloody."

"Sorry." She whispered back, licking my blood off her lips.

"It's ok." I said, kissing her and cleaning my blood off her face.

"Now," she said in the baritone. "...drink from me and be my bride for eternity." She bit into her wrist, and put it to my mouth. I let her blood flow past my lips. Mommy always likened vampire blood to wine. I never had wine before I was turned into a vampire, so I imagine it would taste dark and sweet like this, but with grape juice. At any rate, I bet it wouldn't taste as good as blood. I extended my fangs, piercing her wrist and eliciting a moan from her as I gave her the dreamy pleasure of the bite. I pulled off, hissing like she did.

"Mmmm... it feels so good to be a vampire, mistress Bathory..." I moaned.

"Carmilla!" she hissed.

"Sorry, Carmilla."

"Come, my new bride, and I will show you the pleasures of the night." She said as she lifted me and placed me on my bed. She helped me wiggle out of my skirt, exposing my bulging panties. The tip of my cock peeked out of the top lewdly. The panties themselves were wet from the juices of my pussy, and Lydia pulled them off seductively, kissing my pale legs as she did. She tossed the panties behind her, landing on the top of the opposing bunk. She pulled me up and helped me pull my top over my head, being sure not to knock off my glasses. Then, she pounced on me, pinning me to the bed. Her cock rubbed against mine as we kissed, licking each other's fangs. Our bare, flat chests touched, and her skin was softer than the silk cape that draped over us.

Lydia pushed me up, turning me so I laid on the bed, then positioned herself behind me, facing away. The cape was a bit of an obstacle, so I lifted it, revealing her cute butt. Below it, her pussy leaked wetness down the length of her shaft. She crawled backwards, slowly, until she was in the right position. The tip of my cock rubbed against her slit, bathing in her juices, as I felt her tip probe my pussy.

Then she sat, slowly, letting us sink into each other.

As we filled each other completely the link was completed. I felt what she felt, and she felt what I felt. The futanari curse allowed this, which we called the mind link. As soon as the link was finished, we both came. I felt her cum pulse in my pussy, as well as feeling her orgasm pulse through her cock. At the same time, I came incredibly hard, and felt my cum fill her pussy as if it were my own.

As we both came, the hunger that Lydia left me with subsided slightly. It was a miracle. Vampires and futanari feed on magical energy. Vampires get it from blood, and futas get it from sex. However, two futa vampires who were young girls when they were turned can actually mind link and receive more energy than they spend.

That's why Lydia was my vampire sister, along with twenty six other girls my age. Together, the twenty eight of us fed our four mommies, preventing them from needing to drink the blood of humans. We all lived together on a farm in rural Michigan, fucking the nights away and living in bliss.

Lydia recovered from her orgasm and began moving her hips. We slid in and out of each other, fucking each other. Our orgasms built again and again over the course of the next hour, letting us both come three more times.

Lydia pulled out of me, apparently sated by the magical energy we had created.

"Oh fuck, Lianna. That thing you said about me being your dark mistress was the hottest thing anyone has ever said..." she moaned.

"You liked it?" I asked.

"Yeah..." she said. "Let's clean up. I'm so full I'm dripping all the way down my thigh."

She moved into a sixty nine position with me, her pussy dripping my own cum onto my face. She sucked her cum out of my pussy, and I probed her depths, tasting my own semen in her. As soon as I was clean, she took my cock in her mouth and sucked me all the way to my hips. I returned the favor, running my tongue around her cum-soaked foreskin and then taking her into my mouth. Though it did not generate the magical energy that drinking blood or mind linking did, it still felt amazing to suck her as she sucked me. We ended our recharge session with a passionate kiss in each other's arms, sharing each other's cum.

"Thanks, Lianna!" Lydia said as she kissed me, then hopped off the bed and bounded out of the room, cape swishing. She was probably looking forward to spending time with Bailey. We all had a schedule, and once a week we had sex with one of the four vampire mommies in the house. The vampire mommies are full grown adults, and they don't get the same amount of energy when they mind link. If they didn't have us around, they'd need to go out and find people to bite. But with twenty eight little girls fucking each other daily, we generated enough magic to keep us alive and feed our mommies. Each week we would feed a mommy our blood, keeping them from needing to hunt.

As Lydia left me on my bed, fucked into a state of incoherence, I looked over at the other bunk. The top had my panties dangling from a post. It had no mattress, as Bianca had moved out. Although we were ten year old girls, and vampire sisters, some of us had paired off into semi-monogamous couples. Bianca had married Chelsea, and they had their own room in the farmhouse, where they shared a bed and slept the day away in each other's arms.

I sighed.

I had twenty seven vampire sisters. A few of them had paired off, but there were still more than a dozen that were unattached. Some of them had no intention of settling down, like the dark-skinned Natassia, who lorded her sexuality over the other girls and had a different partner every day, sometimes more than one. Shiri was too obsessed with butts to ever settle for one butt. The rest of the girls each had their own kinks.

None of their kinks involved a girl with mousy brown hair, glasses, and a love of reading.

I felt so lonely. I curled up on my bed and sulked a bit. I'd accepted that there were no girls who would want to marry me among my sisters. Plus, I never really clicked with any of them. The closest thing I had to a soul mate was my mommy, Mary. She took me, gave me eternal life, and fucked me with her mommy-cock, giving me my penis. It felt so good to be in her arms, drink blood from her breasts, and let her fill my little girl pussy with her mommy-cum.

I decided I needed Mary right now. Most girls walk around naked, but I'm too shy to be seen like that, so I usually cover up. I retrieved my panties from the opposite bunk, but they were too soaked to use. I fished a clean pair out of my drawer, and put my skirt and top back on. I plopped my feet into my slippers, and walked into the hall. I was on the second floor, and all of the mommies' rooms were on the first, so I treaded down the staircase into the kitchen. Vampires had no need for a kitchen, so it had been retrofitted into a laundry station. After all, we generated a lot of laundry. Petra and Charli, a married couple, were in the kitchen, loading soiled sheets into one of the washers.

"Hey Petra, have you seen Mary?" I asked.

"No." she replied.

"Charli?" I turned to the bronzed blonde.

"Me neither. Check the living room." Charli suggested.

I went down the hall, passing the dining room. Another useless room for vampires, it was full of couches and loveseats on which girls could hold more public lovemaking sessions. Sure enough, Natassia was there, with three of my other sisters pleasuring her like a Nubian goddess. I was tempted to join them. Natassia was incredibly sexy. But I carried on to the living room. A large T.V. fitted with the latest in video games blared as P.J. played. Like most of the girls, she preferred to be naked, her wavy dishwater blonde hair contrasting with the black leather of the couch.

"Hey P.J." I said. "Have you seen Mary?"

"I think she's in the study." She said.

"Thanks!" I said over my shoulder. I walked further down the hall towards the study, past the mommies' bedrooms. Sure enough, Bailey's door was open, and Lydia was in there, riding on Bailey's cock, the biggest in the house. Further, past the rooms, I came to the study. It was a small storage room that my mommy Mary had turned into her place so that she could manage the finances of the farm. It also had a few monitors for our surveillance system.

"Mommy?" I called as I entered.

"Cuddlebug!" Mary shouted, her face lighting up. That was her name for me, because I liked to cuddle. My heart soared to see her happy. "Come, sit on my lap!" I toddled over and clambered onto her. She was wearing soft sweatpants and a fleece. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed the top of my head. I cooed in contentment. "It's not your day to come see me until Thursday."

"Mommy, can we talk about something?" I asked.

"Of course, cuddlebug. What do you need?"

"Well..." I started. "...it's about Bianca and Chelsea..."

"Wasn't their wedding beautiful?" Mary said, dreamily.

"Well, yeah, but that's not it... It's... nevermind." I said, chickening out.

"Lianna, remember? I'm your mommy. You can tell me anything." Mary said, petting my head.

"It's just... they're so happy and I'm never gonna have that..." I whined.

Mary pulled me to her chest. "It's OK, baby. It's normal to have those feelings. It doesn't make you a bad person."

Mary always knew the right thing to say. "I love you, mommy."

"And I love you, my sweet little cuddlebug. I know that we have some married couples, and they keep to themselves, but look at Petra and Charli. They were married four months ago and they still make love to their other sisters."

"But... I want a vampire bride too..."

"I know, baby. You still have lots of sisters left." She said, rocking me back and forth.

"It's just... I don't think any of the other girls are right for me. And..." I trailed off.

"Come on, baby." Mary said.

"And... well... I love you and I love the other mommies and my sisters and the farm. I love living forever and drinking blood and my new cock and everything. I just wish I could... go somewhere else..." I said reluctantly.

"You feel trapped." Mary said, a bit afraid.

"A little." I admitted.

"Well, I thought this might happen to one or two of you girls, but I figured we might have a few more years. No matter. We need to find a way to give you the freedom you crave."

"Really?" I said, full of joy.

Mary kissed my forehead again. "Really, baby. Remember, I'm your vampire mommy. That means I'm going to love you forever, and by that I mean FOREVER. I can't keep you cooped up on this farm if you don't want to, or else you'd start to resent me. Even if it took a hundred years, you'd eventually hate it here, and then you'd hate me, and then I'd want to die, because I love you with all my heart."

"I'd never hate you, mommy!" I protested.

"You say that now, but if I kept you like a prisoner, you might change your mind. Remember, forever is a long time. I need to sit down with the other mommies and figure out what to do to help you."

"Oh, thank you mommy!" I shouted, then threw my arms around her neck and kissed her. The kiss deepened as she opened her mouth, allowing my tongue in.

"Natalie is coming to see me in a bit. It's not your day for a few more days, but I bet Natalie wouldn't mind if you got a treat a bit early..." she said, pulling down her sweatpants and exposing her cock. As I saw it spring forth, I remember the night at Camp Discovery when she used it to make me her little girl. She fucked me so sweetly with it, and gave me my curses, making me her futanari vampire daughter. I pulled my panties to the side and ground my hairless slit against her hardness, kissing her deeply. Once I felt my wetness coat her, I pushed my knees against the seat of the chair, and got her inside me. Like always, I came right away as soon as her tip hit my cervix. My spine arched and I shook, shouting incoherently as I came on the cock that made me. My skirt soaked up the tiny spurt of cum that shot from my penis, and I felt it drip onto our thighs as I started to grind on her. She opened the zipper on her fleece, exposing her breasts, and I took off my top, holding her close to my flat chest. I knew she liked little girls, and I liked pressing my chest to hers, because I knew it excited her. Sure enough, as soon as I touched my preteen skin to her big breasts, she began thrusting upward, her cock swelling inside me. After a few more thrusts, I felt her tense beneath me, and then my pussy was filled with a gush of her cum. I rode her through it, coming again myself. Afterwards, I held her close, kissing her breasts and cleavage, up to her neck, and then her pillowy lips. I rubbed my nose against hers sweetly. She loved it when I did that. Then, she gently lifted me and sat me on the desk, scattering her papers. She pushed her chair back, got on her knees, and cleaned my little pussy. She gave me one last kiss, with the taste of her cum still heavy on her lips.

"Go get cleaned up, baby. I've got to go see Natalie in a bit. I love you." She said, putting me back on the floor.

"I love you too, mommy." I hugged her, then gave her softening penis one last kiss and left, waving goodbye. She waved back.

Sometimes just before dawn when I am about to sleep away the day I try to remember my old life, before I was a vampire. What little I remember was never as good as my life as Mary's vampire daughter. She was the best mommy I could ever hope for, and I got to be her little girl forever.

A few days later, it was my turn to be fed on by Mary. I was elated. I hopped out of bed as soon as the sun set, and raced to the basement. Etta and Lilly were the first two little girls the mommies had turned into vampires, and they were also the first married couple. Everyone looked up to them like big sisters. I felt close to Etta, as Mary was her mommy too. I knocked on their door. Lilly answered it, her pretty brown hair spilling over her shoulders and obscuring her beautiful naked body.

"Hi Lilly, can I come in?" I asked.

"Sure Lianna!" she said, stepping aside and revealing Etta, still in bed.

"Hi Lianna, what's up?" Etta said.

"It's my day with mommy. Can you two help me out?" I asked.

Etta smiled. "Sure thing, sis. Lilly, come help us."

Lilly helped me out of my clothes, and I joined Etta on the bed. Lilly made sure we were wet, probing my pussy with her fingers while she sucked me gently, then did the same to Etta. Properly moistened, Etta and I mind linked. As we came in each other again and again, Lilly alternated kissing, sucking our tiny nipples, and placing her cock in our mouths. Through the mind link, I felt Lilly suck Etta's nipples, and Etta tasted her wife's cock in my throat, feeling her true love pulse a load of thick cum into my mouth.

After Etta and I had filled each other, we came apart. Lilly helped us clean up, and then it was Lilly's turn. Once again, I mind linked, sharing the sensations of sexual bliss, as Etta enhanced our pleasure by tonguing, sucking, and fucking us. I screamed as Etta penetrated Lilly's ass, feeling the contentment of being filled with her cock and my own through Etta's body. In the end, we cuddled on the bed, my big sisters on either side of me. I was brimming with sexual energy. I kissed both of them in turn, then carefully wiped off the last of our residues and gathered my clothes. I thanked them and went into the makeshift shower room that had been installed in the basement. The warm water washed away the last leavings of our sex. I was ready for my mommy.

I dried, dressed, and headed upstairs to Mary's room. Surprisingly, all four of the mommies were there. Chloe, Bailey, and Sarina flanked Mary.

"Welcome, Lianna." Mary said. "Come in, and shut the door, please."

Uh oh. Was I in trouble? I entered the room cautiously, shutting the door behind me.

"Don't be scared, cuddlebug. We have some good news for you. Come sit on the bed with us." Mary said, patting a space between her and Chloe. As I sat, Bailey and Sarina got up and knelt beside me.

"I talked with the other mommies and we agreed. We are going to let you have a little more freedom." Mary said.

"In fact, this relates to something we've needed help with for a while." Chloe added.

"You see," Mary began. "...when we bought this farm to hide our family from the world, I had to be a little hasty. I bought it less than a week before we opened the camp for you girls."

"I remember the camp, mommy. That's where I became your little girl." I said, hugging Mary. She kissed the top of my head.

"That's right baby. I was looking for a place big enough to house you girls, while being remote enough that no one would look for us. The farm was perfect, but it came with a lot of land that I didn't have time to look at." Mary said.

Bailey produced a large piece of paper. It was an indecipherable mess of squiggly brown lines, with big green areas and a couple other shapes in blue and black. "This is a topographic map. Sarina and I would have taught you how to read it, if the camp weren't just an excuse to turn you into a vampire."

"Would that be before or after you seduced me?" I asked. It was pretty common knowledge that Bailey and Sarina had run the camp to have a variety of little girls to sleep with.

"She's got us there." Sarina said, elbowing Bailey.

"Anyway," Bailey continued. "...we need you to go around and make notes, telling us what's on the land. To do this, you'll need to go out during the day. We need you to be brave. Can you be brave for us?"

"You four are always going out during the day. Is it hard?" I asked.

"Not if you're careful." Chloe said. "We'll get you some thick clothes that block sunlight really well, and make sure you have a good hat, some sunblock, and some stout boots."

"You can explore close to the house until you feel comfortable exploring the woods." Mary added.

"Bailey and I will show you how to read the map and use a compass, so that you don't get lost." Sarina said. "You'll also have a backpack with extra sunblock, and a thermal blanket to block the sun if you get in trouble."

"This is a big responsibility. Are you ready to help us?" Mary asked.

"Yes mommy! I'll be the best explorer ever!" I shouted.

"That's my girl. Now, if I'm not mistaken, it's our special time." She said.

Bailey, Sarina, and Chloe all kissed me, then left. Mary and I didn't even take off our clothes at first. She held me in her arms and we cuddled on the bed.

"Thank you so much, mommy. You make me so happy." I said.

"Anything for my little cuddlebug. Just be careful. I don't want you to get burned by the sun." she replied.

She took my wrist and planted a slow kiss on it, then bared her fangs and gently pierced my veins. The cloudy joy of the bite overwhelmed me and I moaned, nuzzling my face deep into her cleavage. I felt the excess magical energy I created with Etta and Lilly slowly ebb, feeding my mommy with my precious blood. Sooner than I expected, she ended the bite, and sweetly kissed me. I tasted my own dark blood on her lips, and our tongues danced around our fangs.

"Can... can I make love to you mommy?" I asked shyly.

"Of course, baby. I love feeling you inside me." She said, full of lust.

I slipped off my clothes, and then stripped Mary. I struggled with her bra, as my arms weren't long enough to reach around her. I sucked her big nipples and rubbed my little cock on her big one. Then, I positioned myself at her entrance and pushed myself into her.

A fountain of cum spurted from her, soaking her chest. I smiled, seeing her writhe in ecstasy. I loved making her come. I thrust into her, making her spurting cock bob, spraying my chest and her tits. As I fucked her, I bent over and licked her cum off her tits. Then, I bit in, carefully drinking only a tiny trickle of blood, but maintaining the pleasure of the bite for her. Her hand caressed the back of my head, pulling me in, encouraging me to drink from her. I slowed, prolonging our lovemaking until I finally came, spurting into her.

I crawled up and held her close as she recovered, the bite marks on her breast closing quickly. I cleaned her cum and blood from her body with my tongue, and shared it with her.

"Oh, baby," she moaned. "I'm so lucky to be your mommy..."

"You're the best mommy I could ever hope for." I said, then kissed her. We devoured each other, kissing with an enthusiasm that was almost violent.

"I'm going to fill you now, baby." She said. I obediently laid on my back, legs apart. She mounted me, rubbing her cock in the cum left on my chest. She moaned as she caressed my skin with her dick, feeling the smooth chest of her little girl. Then, she was in me almost before I could react. My immature slit stretched to fit her adult sized penis, barely taking half of her five inches before she impacted my womb. I came, squealing as I made another mess between our stomachs. Strands of her long brown hair that had escaped her ponytail ticked my face, and her breasts caressed my immature chest. I grabbed at her boobs, shoving her nipples in my mouth, and once again biting in to send her into a state of dreamy bliss. Her thrusts became slower as the effect of the bite distracted her. I stopped, allowing her to pick up the pace and begin pounding my little girl pussy incredibly hard. I felt her hardness swell and then the familiar gush of her come filling every crack and overflowing my pussy. It dripped down my ass, flowing like a waterfall.

"That was so good, mommy..." I said as she laid next to me.

"Mommy's a bit hungry. You took too much, cuddlebug." She scolded.

"I couldn't help it, mommy. Your boobies are too yummy." I said. I knew she loves it when I used little girl words. She snaked down the bed, climbing in between my legs, and gently bit my thigh. The stimulation of her fucking me had me on edge, so when she bit in, I came one last time, my semen drizzling down my cock.

We held each other for a while, then she spoke.

"I'm worried about you."

"Why?" I asked.

"The sun is dangerous. What if you get hurt or trapped?"

"Well, I should have an emergency kit. A sun proof blanket like Sarina said would be a good idea. I could take a change of clothes in case I get wet, an umbrella, and anything else I need." I suggested.

"I'm getting some walkie talkies too." She added. "I want you to be able to call for help."

"I could have a cell phone..." I said with a bit too much hope in my heart.

"You know that's against the rules." Mary chided me. "Cell phones aren't secure. Remember, the police are looking for more than two dozen missing girls from that camp. Plus, other vampires might want to hunt us if they knew we had turned any children, which is forbidden. Even the walkie might be dangerous. Anyone with a radio could hear you. You should only use it in emergencies."

"Got it." I said, nodding. "I won't let you down, mommy."

"That's my brave girl." She said, kissing me.

We cuddled for a while. I went back to my room after cleaning up, making some good progress on my new book. I was the only one who read compulsively in the house, and thanks to Mary I was amassing quite the library.

Over the next several days, I relaxed, read some more, and made love to a few of my sisters. They were just a few flings to help them recover or prepare for being fed on by one of the mommies.

That next Monday, I was presented with a brand new backpack, filled with all the provisions we'd talked about, plus a pocket knife and a can of orange spraypaint for marking trees and other waypoints. I also had two suits just like the mommies wore in the daytime, a wide brim hat, some grandma style sunglasses, and some steel toed waterproof boots. I slathered on some sunblock, donned my new gear. With Mary by my side, I ventured out into the light.

I'd forgotten how much I'd missed it.

Being awake during the day made me a bit sluggish, like I'd missed a good night's sleep. I knew the grounds and the orchard. We'd only been here a year, but I remember helping to harvest the apples last fall. We did it at night, using our vampire senses to harvest apples by moonlight, and our super strength to climb the slender apple trees.

The farm looked so different in the day. Colors were more vibrant, even behind my granny goggles. It was all so... green. From what I was told, I was lucky. Regular vampires would burn, even with the entire ridiculous getup I was wearing. The futanari curse protected me, at least a little bit.

"Now, just for today, I want you to walk around familiar places. Get used to walking around in the daylight. Make sure that tonight you find a sister to mind link with, because walking around uses energy." Mary recited, as if she had practiced it.

"I will, mommy." I said. I meant it. I really appreciated all the effort Mary had put into making me feel free. I wandered around the trees and the barns for a few hours. Mary was right; it was making me hungry. I came back inside, and showered off the sticky residue left by the sunblock.

Over the next several days I got bolder and bolder. At night, Bailey and Sarina would teach me how to read the map. It actually made sense after a while. I got pretty good at navigating between waypoints that Bailey and Sarina showed me. In fact, they were so proud that they both took me at the same time, filling my pussy and ass with their hard cocks. It was a rare treat; few girls got the attention of two mommies at once, and it felt so good as they rubbed their cocks on each other through me.

I began venturing out into the forest. Just like Bailey and Sarina showed me, I split up our property into a grid and explored one square per day. I stayed inside on rainy days, even though the clouds made the sunlight less intense. Being out in the rain was miserable, even though as a vampire I didn't mind the cold. I also took Thursdays off, because that was the day I would feed one of the mommies. Chloe told me how proud she was with me when she was sinking her cock into me. Bailey said I was the quickest student she'd ever had, and held me sweetly while she drank my blood. Sarina gave me helpful pointers, and told me to be on the lookout for certain things that might indicate coyotes. She also got me a book that helped identify trees.

My map began to fill with useful information. A month from the day that Mary promised me more freedom, I returned to her bedroom with a good third of our farm explored. She was so proud of me. I felt like I was walking on clouds as she told me that I was the best explorer ever. She made love to me so gently that I knew she loved me with all her heart.

Several months later I had a good three quarters of the map filled in. Spring rains slowed me significantly. I tagged several trees as waypoints to keep me oriented, and began the final push.

Then I hesitated.

Once I mapped the whole property, would I be allowed to go out anymore? Even so, what would I do? So, I decided to take a calculated risk. I began exploring beyond our property.

I made sure to go slow. Most of the neighboring land was farmland. I stayed inside the treeline whenever I spotted a neighbor's house. I couldn't risk being seen. To the east was the main road, so I didn't go east beyond it. Two smaller farms bordered us to the north. One had a bunch of big dogs that looked mean, so I steered clear. The other had a small amount of forest they shared with us. Signs on their trees specifically forbade hunting. They must get a lot of hunters on their land.

To the south, one large farm was big and sprawling. I saw some massive machinery tilling and planting, as well as irrigation rigs designed to spray crops in a big circle. It was fascinating to watch such massive equipment in action. I made a note to come back when it was time to harvest as that would probably look really cool.

Finally, the western edge of our farm ended at a creek. It was troubling, as the land was incredibly marshy in most places, preventing me from exploring farther than the water's edge. Even with my vampire strength I couldn't jump that far, unless I wanted to swim.

I hit paydirt about a week later. It looked like the river used to be held back by a small concrete dam. Time had broken the dam, opening a rift about five feet wide through which the creek poured, making a soothing sound of water flowing. An ancient tree had grown beside the ruined dam, and it had dropped a large branch directly onto the top of it, creating an easy to walk natural bridge.

With the river conquered, I pushed westward, excited to find new adventures. To the northwest was a seemingly endless cornfield. I was a bit disappointed. Then, as I walked south, I found something amazing. At first, I didn't know what I was looking at. It seemed that a tree had a strange bulge. Enhancing my vampire senses, I saw it for what it really was:

A decrepit old treehouse.

I shouted in delight as I abandoned caution and dashed through the forest to the base of the treehouse. I had always wanted a treehouse! It was about twenty feet up in the air, supported by the powerful limb of a massive oak tree. Most of the boards were gray with age, but two things caught my eye. The first was a ladder made of planks that had been nailed into the trunk of the oak. Two of them were the healthy blonde of fresh wood, and the nails in them were shiny and free of rust. Several planks in the house had also been recently replaced.

The other was a purple plastic tray hanging from one of the windows. It had Disney princesses on it, and grew what I presumed were flowers, but they were not in bloom.

It was a girl's treehouse, and girls were actively using it.

Upon seeing that, my caution returned. We were not supposed to talk with anyone. After all, most of my sisters were technically kidnapped and the police were still looking for us. If anyone found out that twenty eight girls lived on our farm, someone might start asking questions, and then...

I could lose my mommy.

I took a step backwards. This was dangerous. If anyone saw me...

My vampire senses told me there was no one around, so I decided to check it out. I scaled the makeshift ladder to the hatch that led into the house. There was no door. I peeked inside. The roof was one slanted board of treated wood, which afforded a child sized person ample room to stand. The inside was actually quite spacious. Three of the four walls sported rectangular holes cut to be windows. The fourth had strong looking braces to hold the house to the tree. Inside was a plush chair, colored aqua, covered by a clear tarp to keep dust and squirrels off. A broom stood in the corner, indicating that the owner kept the treehouse clean. Finally, the wall next to the trunk had a built in bench, wide enough to sit or lie down. A bulging black plastic bag held what I confirmed to be a pillow with a quick poke. When I poked the bag, it shifted slightly, revealing a book hidden underneath.

It was the same book I was reading.

I freaked out.

Not in a bad way. This was the good kind of freak out. This was a girl who I could talk about books with! I might be able to have a friendship that wasn't based on sex or blood! I lifted the bagged pillow and set it aside. I gently lifted the book, seeing it had a bookstore branded bookmark in the pages. She was farther than I was. I replaced the book, and put the bagged pillow over it again.

As I pushed down to secure it, the bag deflated slightly. My vampire senses picked up the scent of this girl.

My eyes rolled back in my head. It smelled divine. There was the strong scent of a human, similar to my sisters, but also a floral hint of shampoo and something... else...

Of course. She was alive. I'd never smelled an alive person with my vampire senses. I pressed again and huffed it. It was addictive.

Coming back from my haze, I clambered down the ladder, and quickly melted back into the forest. I noted the position of the treehouse, but marked it as an old shed. I didn't want any of the mommies to know I'd been in someone else's treehouse.

I explored a bit further over the next several days. I found the house that probably was the home of the girl who went to the treehouse. A well beaten trail led right to it, but I cut through thick brush to avoid it.

The next Friday it rained, so I stayed inside. The rain lasted all night. Some girls made love out in the rain, and got yelled at for tracking mud into the house. I helped some of them shower the mud off. They showed their gratitude by mind linking with me. By dawn, I was brimming with magical energy.

Saturday was a late start as the rain subsided after noon, but I pushed on. I wanted to check out the treehouse again, and see if I could learn anything else about its owner. As I pressed into the damp forest, wet leaves rubbed against my face. I didn't think anything of it until I passed the broken dam. The clouds that had been obscuring the sun burned away, revealing the bright blue sky.

My face started to itch. Then burn.

The leaves had wiped off my sunblock! I touched my face to feel blisters starting to form.

This was not good.

I ran using the strength of a vampire to push incredibly hard on the ground. This gave me superhuman speed. I covered the ground between me and the treehouse in a matter of moments as my skin began to bubble. I climbed the ladder so quickly it seemed like I was flying. Inside the treehouse, the burning stopped. I stayed well away from the windows and covered myself with the mylar blanket from my backpack.

Within minutes the burning stopped. I was moaning in agony. I felt the blisters on my face start to heal slowly. After a couple of minutes, the burning faded and my face felt smooth again.

Someone shrieked.

I pulled the blanket down to see a girl with short black hair in a bob haircut framing the cutest face I'd ever seen. She was about my age. Her eyes were wide with fear.

I tried something Mary had taught me. Vampires can concentrate their will to force a compulsion on someone through their words. It doesn't work on vampires, but it's supposed to work on humans.

"Don't be afraid! I'm a friend!" I said, pushing all of my concentration into it. The girl blinked rapidly, shaking her head as the suggestion slammed into her brain. Mary said that subtle suggestions work the best, but I'd never tried it before.

She recovered from the compulsion. "Who are you and what are you doing in my treehouse?"

I froze for a second. We were never supposed to interact with other people.

A gentle breeze brought her scent to me again.

"I'm Lianna." I said. I don't know why I told her my real name, I just felt it was right. "I'm sorry for intruding, but I have a skin condition that makes me allergic to sunlight. I was just resting for a little bit."

"Is that why you're dressed like that?" the girl asked.

"Um yeah." I replied. "My sunblock wore off on my face."

"Well, it looks like you're all better so..." she said, pausing.

"Oh, yeah, I'll go, I just need to put on more sunblock." I said, fumbling with my open backpack. "I'm so sorry. I'm usually more careful."

"It's OK. Where are you from, Lianna? I haven't seen you at school." She said.

"Oh, uh, I'm home schooled. I live a couple miles down the road." I lied.

"Oh, yeah, I suppose you'd have to if it's hard to go outside." She said, climbing the rest of the way into the treehouse.

If my heart still beat it would have skipped one. She was gorgeous. I made sure to hold the blanket over me in a way that would hide my crotch, just in case I got hard. She was wearing tight jeans and a t-shirt. Her skin was creamy and she had long legs, at least for a kid.

"Thanks for being so nice to me... um..." I realized she hadn't told me her name.

"Oh, I'm Isobel, with an `O'." she said.

Isobel with an O. She even had a pretty name.

"Well, thanks, Isobel with an O. I really appreciate it."

"Sure. You can hang out here until you feel better. It looks like your rash is already cleared up. Wow, that was fast!" she said, coming closer.

"Yeah, I'm getting there. Just let me get some more sunblock on." I said lifting my backpack. I'd forgotten I had opened it to get the blanket and out poured all of my stuff. Isobel bent to pick it up, and noticed my copy of the book she was reading.

"Oh my god, this is the same book I'm reading right now!" she exclaimed.

"Really?" I said, feigning surprise.

"Yeah! Oh man, we should read it together!"

"That sounds great! Have you gotten to the big fight scene in the main square? That's where I am." I said, knowing she had.

"Yeah, I'm way past that. Tell you what, have your mom call my mom and you can come over to my house tomorrow. We'll talk about that." She said.

My heart soared and then immediately sunk. "Oh, uh, I'm not sure my mom would be OK with that. She'd be furious if she found out I went walking this far. Don't tell anyone I was here. Otherwise I'll get in trouble." I said, this time with more subtlety.

"Uh..." she said, processing the compulsion. "Yeah... what if... what if you met me here tomorrow? It could be like our secret book club?"

"That sounds amazing!" I shouted. "You have no idea how lonely it is in my house. I'll be glad to finally have someone to talk to about books and stuff."

"Hey, yeah. You want to sit on something other than the floor?" she asked, whipping the tarp off of the chair.

"Oh, no, I'm not gonna steal your chair." I said. I'd be fine on that bench over there, as long as I stay away from the window."

"Cool." She said, plopping into the comfy little chair.

We read and chatted for hours. Isobel was in the fourth grade. She didn't have many friends at school. We talked about her a lot; I used my will to get her to gloss over my life, or gave noncommittal answers. The only time I felt like this was in Mary's presence. I was all tight in my chest. As we talked, I had to move a few times to get out of the moving pools of sunlight cast through the windows. When the sun got low, Isobel's pocket started making noise.

"Oh crap, it's 6. I gotta get home for dinner." Isobel said, pocketing the cell phone that she used to set the alarm.

"Yeah, I'm getting hungry too." I said, completely truthfully. The day was wearing on me.

"OK, well, see you here tomorrow at noon?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'll read up and catch up then we can talk without spoilers!" I said.

"OH MY GOD I HATE SPOILERS!" she shouted.

"ME TOO! IT MAKES ME WANT TO SCREAM!" I shouted just as loud.

"Wow, this is awesome! I get a secret friend to hang out with!" she said, coming over and sitting next to me. "See you tomorrow Lianna!" she leaned over and hugged me.

I felt her heartbeat. I had to work hard not to bite into her right then and there. I awkwardly hugged her back.

"Ok, I gotta go, see you tomorrow!" she said as she secured her book and chair. Then, she crawled backwards to the opening and slipped down, out of sight. I waited until she was on the ground and climbed down too. She waved goodbye again and I returned it, then she ran off down the path.

I made my way home, slowly so as not to ruin my sunblock again. It was getting dark by the time I arrived. Mary was waiting for me.

"Lianna!" she shouted. "Oh thank goodness! I was going to go looking for you."

"Yeah, I got a little turned around and it took a bit to figure out where to go." I lied. My stomach churned. I'd never lied to Mary before, and I loved her so much. The last thing I wanted was to disappoint her.

But I wanted to see Isobel more than I was afraid of Mary.

"Alright, well, come on in and get cleaned up." Mary said, taking my hand.

"First I'm hungry. I have to find a partner." I said, this time totally truthfully. Healing my sun damage had drained a lot of my energy.

"Oh, is that so? Well I bet Mariana could help you out. I think it's her day with Chloe, and she'll need extra energy." She said.

"Um, well..." I stammered. "Mariana is... kinda big..." It was true; she had the biggest cock of all of the girls. It was big enough to mind link with mommies, but also small enough for sisters, making the latte-skinned beauty a hotly sought after commodity.

"Oh, come now. My cock is bigger than hers and I don't hear you complaining when I fuck your little girl pussy." She scolded playfully.

"That's cause you're my mommy." I said, dripping with saccharine love.

Mary bent down and kissed me. "Let's get out of the sunlight."

We went inside, and I put away all of my gear. I sought out Mariana, who was sleeping in her room. I climbed into her bed, and she put her arm around me without waking up. Her slightly developed a-cup chest pressed into my back, and I felt her soft limp cock against my butt. As the sun set, Mariana came to.

"Lianna?" she asked.

"Yeah. I stayed up all day. You need some energy for Chloe tonight?" I said.

"Mmmm, yeah..." she moaned, kissing my shoulders. "Stay right there."

She kissed all the way down my body to my butt, then pushed my knees up, bending me into an "L" shape. She licked my pussy, coating me with saliva. Her tongue darted in and out of me, caressing every inch. Then she flipped over and pushed her cock between her legs. It was long for her size, but not very hard. That was how she could mind link with mommies and sisters; she could compress her cock for girls and push it in manually for adults. It was a bit awkward, but we got inside each other. As soon as we did, we filled each other. Mariana extended the orgasm by pinching her sensitive nipples. We slapped our butts together, lying on our side. I propped myself up slightly to get a better angle and began thrusting into Mariana's pussy with my smaller but much harder cock. I felt the pleasure that Mariana felt as my rock hard erection violated her pussy. Her much softer cock still felt amazing as it throbbed, filling my little girl pussy all the way to my cervix. We came again and again, each time generating a burst of magical energy. Finally, we parted, moving to a sixty nine to clean each other.

I cuddled with Mariana for a bit, then we both went to the showers, joining several others. All of them deep throated Mariana, and I took them from behind as they did, filling my vampire sister's pussies.

As I was inside Nya, one of my sisters from Mary, I imagined her pussy was Isobel's.

I screamed, ramming my dick into Nya so hard that she actually gagged on Mariana's cock, despite not needing to breathe. I came harder than I had since Mary turned me.

I needed more.

Any other girl that was with us in the showers became Isobel in my mind. I extended my fangs and bit my own tongue to prevent me shouting out Isobel's name as I fucked and was fucked by half a dozen girls. Just thinking about Isobel made me a sexual dynamo. Naturally, our escapades led to a marathon of mind-links. I filled at least four other girls with cum as they filled me. I was so full of energy that I felt like I could glow in the dark.

Showering and drying quickly, I ran to my room and began a marathon read of my book. After all, I had to catch up with Isobel! My vampire powers made my eyes move at super speed, and my mind kept up with them. In just a few short hours I finished the book.

All I could think about was Isobel for the rest of the night. I even jerked off once, pretending she was my vampire bride. Futa vampires rarely masturbate for a good reason; it makes you much hungrier that if you have sex. The energy is wasted. I couldn't help it, though. Just imagining her creamy skin against mine as I entered her pussy made me so hard...

Day came and I kept myself awake. I watched T.V. with the volume on low, but I couldn't focus on it. Time seemed to move agonizingly slowly. Finally, it was 11:30. I donned my protective gear and slathered on a bucketful of sunblock. I made sure not to run. I needed to keep my vampire energy conserved so that I could stay up all day.

As I approached the treehouse, I focused on my senses. There were light footfalls in the treehouse, and I saw a hint of movement within.

Abandoning my measured pace, I scurried to the tree trunk and scaled it with ease. My head popped into the treehouse and there was Isobel. Book out, laid out on the bench in the sunlight. She was so pretty it hurt.

"Lianna! Come in!" she said with a smile brighter than the sun.

"Hi Isobel!" I said, pulling myself up into the room.

"Oh, wait, I have a surprise for you!" she said as she reached into a backpack. She pulled out some black plastic trash bags and a staple gun. "To make you more comfortable, because of your... skin condtion..."

I helped her install the makeshift blackout curtains. Soon the room was lit only by the small cracks of light infiltrating from the edges of the plastic. Taking off my granny-sunglasses, I sat on the bench.

"Thanks so much, Isobel. It's nice to have a place to relax outside." I sighed.

"Yeah, I bet you don't get out much... during the day." She said.

This was getting a bit weird. Did she suspect? I had to change the subject. "So, are you any further in the book?"

"Uh, only a little." Her voice was wavery. "I was... busy yesterday night."

"What's the last thing that happened?" I asked.

"Oh, they got to the ball, and there was a big fight in the sky afterwards!" she said, excited.

"I just read that! It's amazing how they depict the magic powers, almost like you're flying along with them."

"Yeah," she said "...but I wish there were more girl heroes like this one. All the other characters are guys."

"Yeah, but she's the MAIN hero!"

"Nuh uh, her master is! He's so powerful he can fight two of the superhumans at once!" she shouted.

"Just cause he's powerful doesn't make him the main character." I retorted. I had an advantage, I'd read the entire book.

"I betcha he defeats the King at the end." She said, defiantly.

"Oh yeah?" I said, trying not to sound like a know-it-all. "I'll bet you he doesn't!"

"Fine. Whoever loses has to do what the other one says for the whole day."

"Deal." I said, sticking out my hand. She shook it firmly.

"OK, let's find out..." she said, removing the tarp from her chair. She undid a small part of the makeshift curtain near the chair, sat down, and began reading. I followed suit, pretending to read on the bench. I stole furtive glances at her as she read.

"Whoa!" she shouted. "I'm not even two thirds of the way through the book!"

"Let me guess, he died?" I said smugly.

"Cheater! You read ahead!" she accused me.

"I don't remember that in the rules." I snarked back.

"Alright, fine. I'm your slave for the day. What do you want me to do?"

"Oh, uh..." I paused. After a minute I said "I guess I didn't think that far ahead."

"Alright, well, let's just hang out." She suggested.

"That's cool." I replied.

"Wow, you're the lamest slave mistress ever."

"Yeah." I agreed. "I should get some business cards that say that."

We hung out talking until it was time for her to go home for dinner.

"See you tomorrow?" I asked.

"Oh, tomorrow is Monday. I have school." She said sheepishly.

"Right! Sorry, I'm home schooled remember."

"It's OK. Usually I have homework or other stuff after school. I'm usually free on Thursdays though!"

Crap.

"Um, Thursdays are when I have... extra long classes."

"Well that sucks. Guess it will just have to be on the weekend then. We should finish the book and compare notes."

I had to wait five whole days to see her again? That wasn't fair!

"Alright, I'll see you Saturday." I said, pouting.

"OK, that sounds great!" she said, hugging me.

She was so warm and soft. I concentrated hard to keep my erection at bay.

"Bye!" she said cheerfully, hopping down the hatch and descending out of sight. I sat on the bench for a second. Ugh. Five whole days without seeing my brand new crush.

That week was torture. Monday through Wednesday I re-read my book, sleeping during the day to conserve energy. On Thursday, I had a session with P.J. to charge up my energy, then got fed on by Bailey. My heart was no longer in the sex though. I only got really aroused when I imagined it was my sweet Isobel. Just thinking about filling her virgin pussy with my cock was enough to make me cum incredibly hard. Her angelic face lit a fire inside me. I loved my sisters, but not like this. This felt like the kind of love I'd experienced when Mary made me her daughter.

I was in love.

Friday was the longest night I'd ever felt. I couldn't wait for the sunrise that heralded Saturday morning. I suited up well beforehand and set out as the sky began to turn a dull maroon. Clouds on the horizon caught fire as I trudged through the woods. I bounded over logs, creeks, and leaf litter as I approached the treehouse. I scaled the crudely hammered boards that made up the ladder and entered, and then I sat.

I waited.

It took a while. Not being a vampire, Isobel was probably asleep.

It was excruciating.

I couldn't even masturbate. Putting aside that I didn't want the treehouse to smell like cum, I also didn't want to get too hungry. There was also the sun to consider on my sunblock-free crotch. All of that was a consideration, and probably wouldn't have stopped me from touching myself, but for one final detail:

I didn't want Isobel to see me.

Mary had compelled me not to reveal my nature to strangers, so I literally couldn't if I wanted to, but if Isobel saw my penis and freaked out, I'd lose her.

So I waited quietly.

The pool of light from the one un-covered window slowly marched across the floor of the treehouse. Part of my sun-gear was a wristwatch, and the seconds ticked by slowly on it. I re-read parts of my book but my heart wasn't in it.

At exactly 11:43 A.M. I heard a branch snap in the distance.

My heart soared. I had to hold onto the walls of the treehouse to prevent myself from bouncing up and down with anticipation. Sure enough, I heard footsteps crunch leaves and then the thunk of rubber against wood as Isobel climbed up the ladder. Her head popped into view, and her eyes widened slightly.

"Lianna? You're here early." She said.

"Oh, yeah, I just got here." I lied.

"Oh, good. So, how far did you get?" She asked as she climbed into the house.

"I finished it." I said.

"ME TOO!" she squealed. "I was hoping you'd finish! I need to talk about the ending!"

"Yeah, what was with her fight with the King? I didn't get how she won."

"Well, it had something to do with her powers. My guess is that it's explained in the sequel."

We gushed over details of the book for hours. We also spilled into popular culture. I was a bit cautious here, as my exposure to culture via T.V. and the internet was limited. However, it was the most relaxed and happy I'd felt in a long time. I never realized how much I'd missed bonding with a friend over something other than sex or blood.

"Ugh," Isobel grunted after our talk. "...I'm sick of this stuffy wooden box. Let's go for a hike."

"Oh, sure." I replied. "Just let me put on more sunblock."

"Yeah..." she said. "...wouldn't want you to get burned. How is your burn from last week?"

"Oh uh..." I stammered. "It's getting better."

I liberally applied sunblock to my face and neck, and made sure to hit areas where my sun costume didn't cover, such as my wrists.

"Hold on, you missed a spot." Isobel said, taking the bottle. She applied a small amount of sunblock to her finger and reached behind me. I felt like electricity was running down my spine as she rubbed the back of my neck, gently massaging the cream into my skin.

"T... thanks..." I blurted.

We exited the treehouse into the shaded light of midday. The forest canopy made the light of the sun into a constantly shifting pattern of light and shadow. We headed out south, towards the road. As we walked, we continued our conversation about books, shows, and pop music. The forest yielded to a corn field, which we skirted around. We then followed the creek back north, into the forest. In the distance, I saw the old ruined dam that I used to cross the creek, and we decided to go that way. Isobel expertly hopped the rent in the aged concrete.

I wasn't so lucky.

Despite my vampire powers, my foot came down on what looked to be a small area of dried leaves. In reality, the leaves underneath were still wet and partially decayed, making them into a sludge that had no friction. I let out a whoop of surprise as I windmilled my arms and went over the side, into the muddy waters of the creek.

With a thunderous splash, I was immersed in icy springtime water. My clothes and boots filled instantly. Not needing to breathe, the water in my mouth didn't bother me. Nor did the cold. It was taste of the water I was worried about.

It tasted like sunblock.

The creek wasn't super deep, so I pushed myself up onto my knees. Water gushed out of my sleeves. My hat was missing, as were my sunglasses.

Uh oh.

Splashes to my left heralded the arrival of Isobel, wading into the creek. Her warm arms lifted me to my feet, and she draped me over her shoulders. We made it to the shore.

"Are you OK?" Isobel asked.

I wasn't. I started to feel the early tingles that were sunburn.

"Get me to the treehouse as fast as you can." I willed.

Isobel didn't think twice. She hoisted me and we ran. As we did, I felt the burns begin to deepen. My body used my vampire energy to heal me, but that was slower than the burn, so I began to blister. As the healing drained my energy, I got hungrier. I became acutely aware of Isobel's heartbeat, racing in her veins. I smelled the adrenaline in her blood. I started getting very hungry.

I was in big trouble.

Before I knew it, we were at the ladder. I scaled it in record time and collapsed on the floorboards. Isobel followed me, panting hard.

"Oh my god, your skin!" she exclaimed. "I need to get you to a hospital!"

"No, I'll be fine! Just leave me here." I said. I needed her to leave before I lost control. I was already starting to shake a bit.

"Are you kidding? You're freezing cold and covered in burns. There's no way I'm leaving you in here." She said.

"Please!" I pleaded. The pain of my burns began to fade, but my hunger was getting stronger.

"No, I'm not going to abandon you. Let me get you out of those wet clothes."

Oh god, please not that. "Run home as fast as you can." I willed.

Isobel flinched as if struck. I felt like I had been punched in the stomach, seeing her like that. She gritted her teeth. "No. Stop doing that, it gives me a headache." she said, clearly annoyed.

"I'm sorry, but you're in danger..." I moaned. The hunger was getting worse.

"Because you're a vampire?" she asked.

I had been huddling on the floor but that set me bolt upright. "I... I..." I stammered.

"It's OK. I figured since I saw you run through the forest a week ago, and because your blisters are almost healed." She said matter-of-factly.

I hid my face from her. I was so afraid and embarrassed. I started to sob.

She sat next to me and put her arms around me. Despite being wet too, she was warm.

"It's OK." She said. "I'm not afraid of you."

I looked her in the eyes. Something sparked in between us. We both moved our faces close...

Kissing her was the most fulfilling moment of my entire life. We touched our lips together slowly, then pressed harder until our mouths parted. I licked her luscious full lips slowly, and she opened her mouth to allow my tongue inside. She tasted like heaven. For what seemed like years, we explored each other's mouths.

The hunger got worse. I pushed her away gently. "You're still in danger. You should go."

"Is it because you want to drink my blood?" she asked.

"I'm not supposed to say." I said.

"You can tell me." She insisted.

"No, I can't. I'm not supposed to tell people that I'm a vampire."

"But you just did." She said.

Wait.

I did.

"Isobel, I'm a vampire." I said, then clamped my hands over my mouth in surprise. "Holy crap!" I shouted through my hands. "How did I do that?"

"Do what? Talk?" she said, full of sass.

"No, you see when a vampire uses their powers on a vampire they created, the suggestion can't be ignored. My vampire mommy told me to never tell any strangers about my curses." I explained.

"Well, considering how long we were kissing, I'm hardly a stranger." Isobel said. Inspiration flooded into my brain.

"OF COURSE!" I shouted. "She specifically said I couldn't tell STRANGERS, and you're not a stranger!"

"So you can tell me."

"Yeah. I'm a vampire! I'm a vampire!" I shouted.

"I got that." She said dryly. "So you need blood to live?"

Oh right. I was so surprised I forgot about the hunger momentarily.

"Yeah, healing myself uses up energy, and I can't get more until I get home unless..." I trailed off.

"Unless you have some blood." She finished.

"Yeah." I said.

"Would it turn me into a vampire?" she asked.

"No, but I'm not drinking your blood!" I shouted, despite a growing instinct to the contrary.

"Why not?"

"Because I'm STARVING!" I screamed. "I might drink you dry and then you'd die, and I'd lose you forever! That's why you have to go! If I get hungrier, I might lose control!"

"Hold on." She said, pulling out her phone and tapping it. "There, I've set a timer for one minute. I'll hit start when you bite in. When the alarm goes off, I'll stop you."

"I don't think you'll be able to..." I said.

"It's either that or you keep getting hungrier, because I'm not leaving you like this." She said with authority. She wouldn't take no for an answer.

"OK..." I acquiesced.

She reached out, putting her wrist near my mouth.

"Ready?" she asked. I extended my fangs and nodded. "Go." She said, tapping her phone.

I bit her.

Flavor and life exploded on my tongue. My mind was filled with a bliss deeper than an orgasm.

Blood.

It was the first blood I'd ever had from a mortal person. All the blood I'd ever tasted was from a mommy or sister. Not only that, it was Isobel's blood. Her flavor was sweeter and brighter than vampire blood. It was brimming with vitality.

She moaned. The bite of the vampire washed over her beautiful face, trading pain for pleasure. I greedily gulped from her wrist, letting her lifeblood trickle down my throat and into my core. The hunger, surging from my healing, faded like a bad memory.

Her alarm went off. In a panic, I pulled my teeth out of her. She whimpered, already missing the sensation of the bite. I hurriedly punctured my thumb with a fang, and smeared it on her bite marks, sealing them shut. I cleaned her wrist with my tongue, savoring one last taste and licking for a bit longer than I really needed to.

"Oh, damn, what was THAT?" she exclaimed.

"The bite of a vampire causes intense pleasure." I explained.

"Well if I would have known that I'd have set the timer for two minutes. Are you OK or do you need more?"

I was still hungry but nowhere near losing control. "I'll be fine." I said.

"So... since we're confessing things... I've been thinking about you all week."

"Like...?" I asked.

"Like... you know... like that kiss... and more..." she admitted.

"I've been thinking about you too..." I said.

"Really?" she beamed.

"Yeah. I missed you all week. I was just so lonely, even with all my sisters."

"All? Like how many?" she asked.

"Twenty seven." I said, without fanfare.

"Twenty SEVEN? There are twenty seven vampires living in that old farmhouse."

"No..." I started. Her face relaxed. "There's four mommies too so counting me there's really thirty two." Her relaxation fell apart.

"Oh my god... why hasn't anyone noticed like a huge pile of bloodless bodies?" she panted.

"We don't normally need to drink blood. We mind link."

"What's that?"

Uh oh. I said too much.

"Um..." I stalled. "It's like feeding, but... not..."

"Come on, Lianna. Don't you trust me?" she said sweetly.

"I... I don't want to tell you..." I stammered.

"So you can tell me you're an undead bloodsucking creature of the night, but you can't tell me this? How could it possibly be worse?"

"Because you'll think I'm a freak..." I muttered.

She hugged me again. I sighed in contentment.

"You don't need to tell me if you don't want. I don't think you're a freak, but I do think you're cold as ice. That probably doesn't bug you; but it can't feel good to be cold and wet. I think I saw a change of clothes in your backpack." She said, reaching for my shirt.

"No! I mean, I'm fine!" I protested.

She looked at me, confused. No, not confused. Hurt. My heart ached to see that on her face.

"Promise you won't hate me?" I said.

"Yeah." She said.

"OK." I started. "Well, being a vampire is a curse. Normally, a vampire who is exposed to the sun burns almost instantly. But there's another curse. The two curses stop the worst effects of each other, so sunlight only causes burns slowly. That's why I didn't burst into flame. The second curse stopped it."

"That's it? That's not so bad." She said.

"Well... the second curse... it's called the futanari curse..."

"What's futa-whatsis mean?"

"Futanari, like foo-tah-nah-ree. It means... I... I grew a penis." I finished in a rush.

"You... grew... a penis? Like you weren't born with it?" she said, incredulous.

"Yeah, when a futanari has sex with a normal girl they pass the curse to them. They grow a penis out of where their clitoris used to be."

"Whoa."

"Please don't hate me..." I said.

"No, you don't understand. Those... thoughts I had about you... in them you had a penis." She said.

"Really?" I said. "...but you didn't know?"

"No, I just had a dream of you having sex with me. Like boy sex, but with you. I had no idea you were one of these futanari."

"Wow." I said, flabbergasted.

"Yeah. Well, now that you told me, you can get out of those wet clothes." She said, tugging at my waistband.

"Oh... uh..." I said as she struggled with my pants.

"Come on, don't be shy. You weren't this shy when I kissed you a couple minutes ago." The button of my pants came undone under her ministrations. I froze like a deer in headlights. She urged me to lift my hips as she removed my pants, peeling the wet garment off of my legs. She tossed them on the floor with a loud `plop' noise. My penis was shriveled and limp in my panties, but was fully visible through the sodden cloth.

"Wow. I've never seen one before..." she marveled at my girl cock. I whimpered in return. She undid my top, carefully sliding it off my shoulders and depositing it in a pile with the pants. She stripped my white undershirt, leaving my chest bare. Her hands ran over my undeveloped chest, gently caressing me. Then she leaned in and kissed me again.

That broke the spell I was under. I kissed her back with wild abandon. In a flash, her clothes were on the floor and my cock swelled, peeking out of the top of my panties. Our tongues, hands, and legs roamed over each other as we rolled around on the unfinished wood floor. Isobel's foot dangled dangerously out of the exit hatch before we rolled back toward the bench.

My hand found her mound and I inserted a finger into her, eliciting a moan. She reciprocated, fondling my cock through the still soaked panties. I added a second finger, finding resistance as I pushed deeper. Of course, just like I was the night Mary turned me, Isobel was a virgin.

I broke the kiss, and got my knees under me. Then, I reached under her knees and shoulders, lifting her. I struggled with the tarp on the chair, and placed her neatly on it. I dove into her, engaging her pussy with my mouth and sucking her clit. Her whole body shook as she screamed in pleasure. I licked up and down, tasting the sweetness of her juices. Then, I pulled off, extending my fangs. I pierced my index and middle fingers on my right hand, then inserted them into her. They found her hymen, and I pushed. Hard.

She yelped in pain, but then moaned as my vampire blood healed her right away. I pumped her with my fingers until I was sure she was completely healed, and then I licked her virginal blood off my fingers. I couldn't help but groan with delight. It was the most amazing taste I'd ever had, even better than the blood from her wrist. This was mixed with her juices and my blood. It was a lusty cocktail, setting off fireworks in my mind. I bent back down to clean her pussy with my tongue, sucking the last of the blood out of her incredibly wet folds. I then added fingers to the mix, sucking her clit as I massaged her with my fingers curled upward. She started squirming in the chair, moaning uncontrollably, until she arched her back and screamed. Her legs wrapped around the back of my head, pulling me into her. I kept the pressure on, letting her orgasm wash over her and keeping it going. She then collapsed, panting. I cleaned the wetness off my face with my fingers and licked it up. She tasted incredible.

I climbed up her torso and planted a kiss on her lips, sharing her juices with her. My cock rubbed against her dripping snatch through my panties. We made out with the flavor of her pussy until she reached down to free my cock.

"No... wait..." I said, pushing her hand away.

"Please... I need you..." she whimpered through short breaths.

"No, if I fuck your pussy I'll curse you." I explained.

"It's OK. I want you to..." she moaned.

"I don't know what will happen..." I said. She didn't reply, she just pulled my panties down, freeing my cock. Then, she guided the tip in while squeezing her legs around my ass.

Her pussy convulsed around my girl cock as she came, thanks to the futa curse. I held onto her, feeling her cunt massage me in waves as her muscles spasmed with the force of her orgasm. Her heels drove into my ass, pushing me as deep into her as I could go. Her head lolled to the side and she breathed heavily, coming down from her second orgasm.

I didn't let her recover for too long before I withdrew almost completely and then slammed into her tight pussy. Her eyes went wide and she soundlessly exhaled. As I pumped into her, she held my shoulders, matching my rhythm with thrusts from her hips. My hands roamed over her exquisite chest, caressing her silky pale skin and tiny erect nipples.

"I'm gonna come..." I panted, redoubling my efforts. My orgasm built and I prepared to pull out.

Then Isobel leaned in and kissed me.

I exploded in her pussy. We broke the kiss, screaming in a mutual orgasm, our backs arching away from each other. I felt a surge of energy, similar to the energy from a mind link, but stronger. Much stronger. I wouldn't be hungry for a week with this much power.

I collapsed onto Isobel. I felt her heart race in her chest. She was gasping for air as she recovered from our lovemaking. Soon, I felt a swelling in between us. I looked down to see her brand new cock swell to life. It was pink and rock hard, dripping with precum.

I stood and quickly turned around, sitting on her with one fell swoop. As soon as her new dick penetrated my pussy, I came, fountaining more cum across the treehouse. I felt the warmth of her virgin member heat my pussy as I ground my crotch onto her. She began to slam into me, thrusting with all her strength. It wasn't long until I felt her flood my pussy with her come. She grunted, feeling her first orgasm through her cock. I let her come seep out of me, dripping down her shaft and mixing with the load I'd cursed her with.

"Oh my god..." she whispered. "That was amazing..."

I turned around, wrapping my arms around her neck and holding her close. I kissed her deeply, running my fingers through the mixture of our semen that flowed from her onto the chair. I broke the kiss and deposited the cum into my mouth, then pushed it into hers. We passed the musky cum back and forth, tasting the mixture of our juices and exploring each other's mouths.

"I love you, Isobel." I said, once we had swallowed the cum.

"I love you too, Lianna." She said. "I wanna be with you forever."

"You..." I said, barely understanding her through a haze of lust. "...you want me to turn you into a vampire?"

"Yes. Take me. Make me yours." She said in the same throaty tones I used when I said almost the same thing to Lydia last month.

"You'll have to leave your family behind..." I said, trying with the rational part of my brain to talk her out of it.

"I don't care. All I need is you. Please, taste me. Give me eternal life." She pleaded.

"Oh my love..." I groaned, extending my fangs. "...you'll be my vampire bride forever and ever..."

"Yesss..." she hissed. "Bite me... Take me..."

I sunk my fangs into her pale, milky neck. Somehow her blood tasted even better than it had before, flowing down my throat almost faster than I could swallow. Her hand gently pushed the back of my neck, encouraging me to take all that she had. I gulped her heart's blood greedily, eager to make her my bride. Soon, I felt her pulse slacken and become uneven. I remembered what Mary told me about the vampire curse, and I pulled my fangs out of her neck and plunged them into my wrist. She whimpered in protest as the pleasure of the bite cut off.

"Drink, my beloved, and be mine forever." I willed, pushing my wrist into her mouth. Her throat convulsed, sucking down my blood and accepting the vampire's curse into her soul. I bit in again, draining her completely as she noisily slurped my deep maroon blood. The flavor of her blood deepened and became richer as her fangs pierced my wrist, causing my eyes to roll back in my head with pleasure. Her cock, slackened with blood loss, suddenly stood erect as she filled her belly with the blood she took from me. I let her feed until she was sated, dark blood running from her mouth. She let my wrist go, maroon blood dripping from her pearly fangs.

I licked her neck and face clean, as we shared the taste of the last drops of her mortal blood. I rocked my hips, allowing her cock to slip inside me, as we shared our first kiss united in eternal life. My cum squirted all over her now snow white skin, coating it with a pearly sheen. We thrust together until she came inside me again, filling me until it dripped out.

We held each other in the afterglow. Over the course of the day, we made love in every conceivable way, including her first mind link. I felt the glowing gold rays of her love for me as we penetrated each other. I knew she felt how much I loved her, too. Covered in cum, we finally collapsed onto the floor of the treehouse as night fell.

There would be consequences for this, but I didn't care. There was no price that I wouldn't pay to have Isobel as my futa vampire bride. She kissed me one last time, and then we dressed, ready to face destiny together.

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