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Spookfest 2019
🕑 Added 2019-10-28 01:11:08 +0000 UTCIt's Halloween. Monster season. The single spookiest time of all. It's a season to celebrate the things that go bump in the night, and to shine a spotlight on the things that do more than just bump.
A young vampire's kill is interrupted by a big futa werewolf who steals her prey out from under her. Trying to fight the mystical mutt leads to her sisters beaten to a pulp, and her stuffed full with werewolf spunk.
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The cold night’s silence was broken as two girls stepped out from a tiny little club, walking out onto the street before moving to a dark, secluded area of the car park. One was small, petite and shy, wearing a nice shirt and jeans, with a pair of thin-rimmed glasses perched on her face. Her hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail and was a dull boring brown. The other was tall, thin and a little aethereal. Her pale skin, high cheekbones and dark eyes made her look out of place, as did the tight black clothes she was wearing. she swiped back some long, straight black hair and smiled, sharp heels clacking against the pavement as she walked.
“Where are you taking me?” Amy giggled drunkenly, pattering along behind Vanessa as the tall, pale girl led her through the cool night air to a place left dark by the streetlights. It wasn’t like her to be led along like this, but she’d had a lot to drink and Vanessa was absolutely stunning. She mumbled a quiet complaint and pulled her hand free, blushing anxiously as Vanessa turned back and scowled.
“S… sorry… I just need some air.” Amy said quietly, brushing some mousy brown hair behind her ear. It was cold out, and she shivered uncomfortably, Vanessa sighed and pulled out a cigarette.
“Sure, whatever.”
“I… um, it’s a nice night.” Amy offered shyly. “A little cold maybe?”
“I hadn’t noticed.” Vanessa sighed, taking along draw before blowing a plume up into the air.
“Vanessa, um, it’s not… that I don’t want… this.” Amy stammered, her panic only rising as Vanessa ignored her. “You’re so pretty and… nice and… well… I guess I just don’t know you. I’ve never… really done this before.”
Vanessa’s eyes finally fixed themselves onto Amy’s, sinking deep into her, like she could see all the way into her mind. She smiled, and it was the most beautiful thing in the whole world. “It’s alright, Amelia.” She purred, “you don’t have to be nervous; I’ll take care of you.”
“T… take care.” Amy nodded, blinking slowly as Vanessa pushed her against the wall of the bar, her dark eyes lingering over her chest and collarbone, moving up to her throat. She looked around for an instant before licking her lips and moving closer. “You’re… gonna… gonna take care of my pussy?”
“Hmm? My aren’t you a harlot under all ov that shyness?” Vanessa cooed, her voice sounding different, her accent changed to something European. “You vant me to take care of your pussy?”
“You’re… so pretty.” Amy blushed, “And… you took me out here, in the dark. So, we could have some privacy?”
“That I did, my dear.” Vanessa’s lips brushed against Amy’s cheek before she nipped her ear, letting out a playful giggle before continuing to kiss her way down over Amy’s throat. A hand stroked up Amy’s thigh to between her legs, suddenly pushing up against her sex, coaxing a whimper of delight from the oblivious girl.
Vanessa’s fangs were wet by her tongue as she gave Amy one last kiss, purring with the anticipation of the kill… and a good meal.
A hand landed on her shoulder and suddenly she was flying through the air. She landed with a disgruntled yowl and scrambled to her feet, snarling at the newcomer who had interrupted her feast.
The woman was taller than both of them and built like a brick wall. Her hair was a short, choppy mess of gold, as she smiled, sharp fangs could be seen. She wore a pair of jeans that were straining against her musculature, and a brown leather jacket with no sleeves and nothing underneath. Her chest heaved with excitement as Amy squeaked, taking her by the jaw and pushing her nose tight against her cheek. Vanessa growled, baring her fangs as the newcomer grabbed her prey by the hip and yanked her tight against her impressive physique. As she turned to look at Vanessa, the vampire could see her shining golden eyes.
She fucking hated werewolves.
“Sorry hon, were you gonna eat this?” The wolf growled, flashing a toothy grin before smacking Amy’s ass hard. “Think I’ll ave’ her instead, yeah?”
Vanessa scowled and stood, staring down the immense woman as her hand continued to explore the fat peach of Amy’s rump. “Get off my meal, mutt.”
“Come make me.” The wolf laughed, hoisting Amy up and draping her over her shoulder, kicking and crying out for help all the while. She grabbed her package and squeezed. “Been needing to let offa little steam, you know? Mating season an’ all. This nice little piece’ll do a treat.”
“She is mine.”
“I say otherwise.” The wolf cooed teasingly. “What’re you gonna do?”
“I vill Drain you dry.” Vanessa hissed, slowly pacing forwards, heels clicking with each step.
The wolf smirked and patted Amy’s butt again. “That’s what this one’s for.”
“Ssssister?”
Vanessa sighed, rolling her eyes. She’d hoped this little incident would have gone unnoticed, but it seemed her luck really was shit tonight. Two other girls stepped out of the mist, pale and dark-haired and dressed in tight leather. “Vat is this?”
“Ah, you’ve gotta family with ya.” The wolf grinned, putting a hand on her hip and admiring the trio. “What, little newturned can’t hunt on her own?”
“I vill show you how vell I can hunt!” Vanessa snapped, leaping towards the wolf, flanked by the twins. The wolf dropped Amy, who fell to the ground with a surprised shriek, and snarled. She easily sidestepped Vanessa before tackling one of her sisters to the ground. Laughing she pinned the squirming vampire with an immense arm swatting the other sister aside with the other.
“Filthy beast!” Vanessa shrieked, leaping forwards.
“C’mon you skinny punks.” The wolf cried with delight, smacking Vanessa to the ground with her own sister, still stuck in her grasp. “Put up a fight!”
One of the sisters managed to leap onto her back and sank her fangs into the wolf’s shoulder, drawing a shout of pain before the wolf’s other hand reached back and grabbed her by the hair, swinging her head-over-heels off her shoulder and onto the floor.
“Where’s mommy, little bat?” the wolf cooed, fists clenching around each sister’s throat and making them squeal with pain. “It’s no fun without a challenge.”
“You can’t kill us.” Vanessa hissed, swiping some of her own blood off her face and tasting it curiously.
“Decapitation, right?” the wolf smirked, squeezing her sisters. “I’ll pop their heads clean off… unless you can convince me not to?” She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.
“You cannot be serious.” Vanessa groaned, watching her sisters twitch helplessly, nose wrinkling as the prospect of ‘convincing’ the werewolf.
“Wrap those cute little undead lips round’ my cock, and maybe you won’t wind up an only-child.” The wolf purred, spotting Amy crawling away and slamming a bare foot down on her back, trapping her. “I’m waaaaiiiiiting.”
“Filth.” Vanessa spat weakly before crawling up to the wolf and unbuttoning her jeans. The beast’s manhood flopped out over her palms as she drew it out, twitching with anticipation of a good tongue-bath. Vanessa wrinkled her nose at the smell, eyeing the fat, veiny pole and the thick golden curls crowning its base.
“Give it a taste hon.” The wolf said, jerking her hips and slapping the thing against Vanessa’s pale cheek. The young vampire whined but obediently licked the side of the shaft before locking her lips over it and beginning to drag her face up and down it. “Atta’ girl.”
Vanessa whimpered at the taste, as potent as the wolf’s musk. It was making her head feel fuzzy, in her pants she was damp and pulsing with arousal. Above her, her sisters watched with disgust as she reluctantly took the head of the wolf’s cock into her cheek, drooling despite herself as it pushed against the inside of her mouth. She swallowed, whined with humiliation and confused lust, and inhaled the cock again, feeling the throbbing cockmeat push down her throat.
“Doin’ great hon.” The wolf laughed, purring happily as Vanessa throated her, neck bulging as she inched ever closer to the coarse golden curls at the wolf’s base. Not needing to come up for air was a definite advantage as Vanessa mindlessly forced herself forwards, panties dripping with her own nectar as she squatted and gurgled wetly. “Wonder if your sisters are as good cockwarmers?”
Vanessa sniffed and gurgled vaguely in reply, finally feeling the wolf’s hair against her lips and blushing with humiliation. “Good girl.” The wolf moaned softly, “Now let’s get down to the real work.” Vanessa’s sisters landed with a thump against the wall, unconscious. Before Vanessa could even begin to contemplate fighting back, the wolf’s hands had her head, crushing her tight and messing up her hair. She pulled her hips back, Vanessa whining as the pillar of meat slid from her throat before letting out a muffled yelp as the wolf slammed herself forwards again.
“You know this…” she grunted, pounding her hips back and forth into Vanessa’s gullet. “Is exactly what I needed.” She flashed a toothy grin down at Vanessa’s pale face, drinking in her watering eyes and cute little whimpers. Her claws gently scraped at Vanessa’s pale skin,
“A nice wet mouth around my cock.” She sighed, “Just perfect. You know I always get so antsy around mating season… restless… insatiable. Hunting’ll stave it off a little but what I really need…”
Vanessa let out a strangled squeal as the wolf throbbed inside her and spewed about a pint of searing-hit cum into her belly. Vanessa hadn’t eaten anything but blood for almost a decade, her stomach did not agree with the change after so long. As the wolf yanked herself free of Vanessa, the entirety of her load shot back up the vampire’s throat and poured out of her mouth and nose.
“Yeah… that’s what I need.”
Vanessa blinked with stunned confusion before she was knocked to the ground, whining uselessly and rolling onto her front. Suddenly the wolf was on top of her, snarling at her, breath hot against her face. “Not done yet, hon.”
Vanessa hiccupped and oozed sperm onto the hard ground, too dazed to move as the Wolf’s grip vanished, yanking her pants down to her ankles.
“Never got why humans find you vamps so hot before.” The wolf growled into her ear, “But damn, this arse is fucking sublime.”
Vanessa would have shot back with a very witty retort, had her mouth not still been filled with sperm and her face mashed down into the concrete floor. She let out a muffled whimper as the searing hot tip of the wolf’s cock pushed against her rear. “No point goin’ for the other hole, can’t knock up a corpse, can I?” She rasped into Vanessa’s ear, teeth gently biting down on her flesh just enough to leave little dents in her before she pulled back.
Vanessa gurgled weakly as the Wolf’s arms planted themselves on either side of her waist and slammed herself forwards. A low whine of pain escaped the poor young vampire’s lips as she was thoroughly stretched by almost a foot of throbbing werewolf cock.
“Fuck you’re tight.” The wolf groaned, pressing her nose down against the back of Vanessa’s head, her breath hot against the vampire’s cool skin.
“G…et… on… with… it.” Vanessa managed to croak, earning a sharp smack to her cheek in response. The wolf grabbed her head and pushed it down into the pavement, as her other took her hip and used it as leverage. The first thrust was hard enough to shut Vanessa up for good, all sense knocked from her as the cock buried itself in her guts.
Dark eyes crossed as the wolf set to work, moaning and panting like a dog as she enjoyed fucking her new bitch. Vanessa wasn’t a virgin, not even an anal virgin, Vampires fucked like rabbits as it was pretty much the only pleasure they could find outside of a good kill, but she had never taken anything as fucking immense as the werewolf.
“Christ… that hits the spot.” The wolf crooned as she moved her hips, biting her lip as Vanessa whimpered beneath her. Her bright gold eyes almost shone in the low light as she pounded the full pale ass beneath her. The fire in her blood was finally cooling as she fucked the young vampire’s fat, pale ass. Heat was an annual annoyance, but it was always a good time to take care of her biological urges.
She hooked her hands around Vanessa’s hips and yanked her upwards, easily manipulating her limp form until the young vampire was locked in a full nelson, panting and moaning as she was assfucked into oblivion.
Vanessa’s eyes rolled in her head as the wolf bounced her, mind blank and tongue lolling past her fangs. Her breasts were torn free of her shirt, pale mounds left to ripple and shake in the cool night air. The thrusts into her were growing all the more ferocious, all the more feral. Vanessa was a ragdoll in her arms, helpless to resist, and shamefully excited by it, despite herself.
The wolf howled with delight as she blew her load, the steaming-hot sperm coursing through Vanessa’s cold dead body and erupting form her lips, splattering her chest as she wheezed vaguely and dropped to the floor with a wet splat.
The wolf sighed and stepped back, admiring the carnage for a moment before brushing herself down and neatly folding her cock back into her pants.
“Well… that was an experience.” She sighed, scratching her short, spikey gold hair. She grinned, admiring just what a mess she’d made of the vampire, “You’re not a bad lay.”
She looked around and saw Amy, sitting staring between the two unconscious vampires with an expression of stunned horror on her face. Poor thing probably hadn’t seen a vampire before, let alone a werewolf. She’d probably thought it was all just fairy-tale.
She smirked and strutted over, lifting the girl up to a surprised squeak. “Yeah, didn’t forget about you. don’t worry.”
“Please don’t eat me!” Amy whimpered, earning a soft pat to her rear.
“Nah, you’re too pretty to eat.” The wolf sighed. “You, sweetheart, are dessert.”
She shouldered Amy and smiled to herself, stepping on Vanessa as she sauntered away. “Thanks for playing, hon!”
A few hours later, three vampires limped back into their lair, one being carried between the others. They were met by their matriarch, and had a difficult time explaining not only why they looked as if they had been trampled but why one of them stank of werewolf spunk.
Vanessa groaned to herself in her coffin that night, nursing her aching rear and whining as she felt the hot, wetness of the wolf’s cum still slowly oozing from her. She’d heard her sisters giggling about her behind her back to the other new turned. No doubt the story would be twisted from them being swatted aside like flies and Vanessa having to debase herself for their safety, to her being a werewolf’s willing bitch.
Well they’d see soon enough.
She was going to make that wolf pay.
