Re-Vamp
Halloween night and the air was spry with the laughing and screaming children caught up in the festive spirit of the holiday ritual. Lining the neighborhood blocks were costumes of every kind, each one drawing the attention of a pair of scanning eyes above which darted from one to the next like a child indecisive on which candy to pick from the candy bowl. Though this particular pair of eyes sought not candy, nor just any old person. Chantera the vampire sought only one human in particular. The one she believed to be her destined mate.
She had just been unleashed upon the world by her mother and father, both giving their blessings as they sent her away on this hallowed night to seek out a mate and start her life on her own. For a vampire, being set free from the castle nest meant coming of age. She would have to consummate her love with another vampire to truly grow into her potential. It was how a Vampire matured and was a deeply rooted tradition. It was a tradition however Chantera was more than willing to break, for she had no intention of settling for a vampire. Her wild, rebellious heart thirsted for a human male named Joe.
Chantera had snuck out from the castle frequently against her parents’ wishes, often exploring the many intrigues of human society. Disguised as a bat, she would wander the many nearby settlements and be in awe at the more modern sensibilities, tech, and fashions of the world compared to her family’s antique way of life. She quickly became infatuated and started spying more intently on specific people while also wanting desperately to be a part of their world. Through her adventures she eventually came across Joe.
Joe looked a little older than her, very much in young adulthood, but despite her own looks she knew she had him beat by some 50 years in age. She was in her teens, on the cusp of adulthood, but she looked youthful even for her age and her somewhat bubbly personality didn’t help. It simply made her even more anxious to grow up as she hated how young and innocent she looked. She wanted to be a true Queen of the night! And she was certain she had found her King in Joe.
In her bat form she continued to flutter out of sight above looking for the house of her beloved. She thought back to how she fell for him, drawn to his pretty boy appearance at first. He was thin with smooth creamy skin, a delectable treat to the eyes. He looked fairly androgynous in the face, his softer features riling Chantera up as she was a sucker for cute things. She found his longer hair quite fitting for his slight feminine allure, falling down to shoulder length in the back, with bangs in the front that covered one eye and side of his face. He was adorable and an absolutely obsessed dork as well.
Chantera never felt like she fit in amongst her brethren, always fixated on things deemed uncomfortable or wrong. She felt like an outcast in many ways and Joe was much the same. She could tell by watching him that he was a fanatic much like her over things thought of as odd by others. He often kept his distance from others as whenever he’d gush about one of the weirder forms of media he was indulging in or freak out happily over a new game he bought people would brush him off or bully him. She figured humans didn’t look very kindly upon other humans that indulged in more erotic tastes and outlandish entertainment like Joe. His walls were decorated with pretty artwork of cartoony women and bikini model spreads. He also loved his oddball mix of horror and darkly comedic films. She’d often secretly watch them with him through his window.
Chantera wasn’t too familiar with all the workings of human society and their judgement of things, but she couldn’t help but feel Joe was the most genuine she had taken interest in. He seemed so weird from all the other humans, just how she was looked at by others of her own kind. It didn’t take long for her to fall in love. Who cares about dumb, judgemental vampires? Joe was the one for her. And she was in luck if some of the posters on the wall and pornographic materials he indulged in were any indication. He had a thing for vampire girls.
Tonight was the night! Her familial bindings had been let off the hook and she was primed to forge her own path. This would be the night she would claim Joe for her own and start her life as a vampire unlike any before her. She wanted to not only be with a human, but live among humanity itself. Screw tradition.
The paths Chantera flew through the sky signaled a giddy soul, the autumn winds carrying her weightless soul effortlessly about. Finally, her prying eyes found it, Joe’s house. She was worried she may have forgotten his location since the last time she visited, but there it was clear as blood during a craving. She wasted no time speeding towards the apartment window.
Chantera let up, almost smacking into the glass and gazed through to see her almost sleeping beauty winding down for bed. He was in his whities and a loose fitting t-shirt. He launched himself back first onto the bed and let out an exhausted sigh. Chantera felt for the poor dear, not having any fun on such a festive night. She phased through the window and giggled as she took her human form.
“Don’t worry Joe, the fun has arrived!”
A gleeful, intrusive voice filled Joe’s apartment, startling him up in his bed. A shadowy figure with cat-like eyes illuminating with yellow slit pupils loomed near the window. The moonlight bordering the silhouette ominously cast enough light to where he could make out a creepy fanged smile. He grabbed at a nearby lamp and held it in front of him as he scooted back. After a few moments of not meeting his maker he worked up the courage to look back to the monster in his room and what he saw surprised him.
Standing before him was a cute vampire in adorable stereotypical attire. She wore an upper thigh black skirt and as well as a frilly gray blouse beneath a dark purple, luxurious looking vest that split into tails near the bottom. She had a lavish vampire cape tied to her top by a pink ribbon. Some black thigh-highs rounded out the look in accentuating her supple legs. He wondered if it might be just some person in a costume who had broken in but her pale skin seemed to unnaturally bloom in the dim light and her sharp, vampiric teeth glinted. The shine in her long, purple, parted flat-bangs hair looked otherworldly as well, like light reflected on water. Her lengthy, pointed ears seemed rather convincing too, not looking like cheap plastics or molds for a costume. And her eyes, they held so much depth beyond merely some contact lenses. Everything felt real.
The lean, youthful looking lady approached Joe with a skippish step and looked enamored. She didn’t seem any older than himself to be honest, perhaps younger even judging by her voice and demeanor. What she was doing in his house he hadn't the foggiest, but he still felt uneasy. He had to admit though, if this was a dream, his imagination sure made a perfect, cute vampire chick. It still wasn’t enough to make him completely lower his defenses however.
“W-What do you want?” Joe nervously asked. He still cowered and gave only half turned glances towards the girl.
With a smile and cheerful tenor that also showed a bit of nervousness on her part, she replied, “Good evening human. I-I mean Joe. My name is Chantera. I hope you don’t mind meeting like this.”
Joe was confused and questioned how she knew his name. He wasn’t sure how to process all this but she at least seemed non-threatening or was doing a good job of putting up a facade. Chantera was so damn nervous, but knew this was the moment of truth and kept steadfast in her confident presenting of herself and positive show of personality. She wasn't well-versed in human cordialness (didn't excel at it with her own kind either) so she figured acting blunt and truthful as she always did would be the best route to take next.
“I’ve actually been watching you for a while my love.” she said, a little drool starting to trickle from her lips. Her arousal was palpable being so close to the human she was love-struck for. This was her first time conversing with a human too. It was so much a rush for her she couldn’t take it any more and she reached the point of actions speak louder than words in her mind. She had to show her love to make him understand she had chosen him.
“I hope you don’t mind Joe, but I’m going to need to feed on you.” Chantera said with a playful menace. What she intended to be a show of her conviction and passion, but did little but to scare Joe as she approached with hands up like an animal ready to pounce.
Joe shielded at her with his arms but was surprised when not struggle began. Baffled, he opened his eyes to see Chantera kneeling below where he sat on the edge of the bed. The knocked over lamp to his side shined on the scene before him of the vampire girl undressing his underwear. The warm light twinkled in her big, glassy pupils. She looked feral, hungry, and happy to see his limp noodle! What could a vampire possibly want with—!
“Wait! What!?” Joe screamed in shock as he witnessed and felt Chantera envelop his dick with her mouth. Her mouth was salivating something fierce, enjoying it like it was a good meal as she began to suck him off.
The instant lubrication quickly agitated his dick. He felt it swell in Chantera’s tightening mouth and he quickly succumbed to the pleasure. Joe’s body was relaxing as all the tension left him and he fell back onto the bed, breathing eagerly. Whether this was a dream or not, he had a sexy vampire from his fantasies hungry for his dick. He couldn’t help but mind to have this continue. There was no malice to her. She seemed genuinely engaged in wanting to make him feel good, dragging slowly with her motions as she sucked in order for him to savor every wet glide of her lips and occasionally teasing him by polishing the head of his cock with her pointy tongue.
She mostly took in the top half of his cock, her small mouth not suited for taking his full girth. But that was more than enough for the technical craft being utilized by Joe’s dreamy vampiress. He was surprised at how fast he was easing into it, freely letting her control the situation. He was a willing slave to her stimulation now, fully relaxed and mesmerically moaning.
Chantera felt pleased by the sounds he made. She had never done anything like this, but her body was going through the motions effortlessly. She was excited and driven as if by natural instinct. He was most definitely the one. Her body was telling her that he was the one!
Joe’s cock throbbed in her mouth and she held at the tip and prepared for the tasty treat her body craved. He lost his composure and wailed as he dumped thick loads of spunk into the waiting mouth of Chantera who guzzled it down as if she was dying of thirst. It was like she was coaxing exorbitant amounts of it from his body through some form of magic—he could even feel his balls tingle as they emptied more.
As Chantera reeled back, Joe’s dick fell limp as he did onto the bed. The vampire girl gazed upward in bliss patting her cheeks as she relished in the flavors of her love’s sowing seed. It was warm and potent like an elixir, sending newfound energies coursing through her entire being. After swallowing every last drop she finally breathed again and let loose a few hearty huffs before chuckling in amusement. She never expected love to bring such an effect on her. Her mind was expanding and her power growing.
The consummation for a vampire was like opening pandora’s box, sharing in and gaining the knowledge of their lover and having their powers amplified to obscene degrees as they reach their adulthood state. Thanks to Joe she was gaining a full understanding of humanity and its ways and more importantly what made her beloved tick. She knew his fantasies and every desire and her heart soared. She was ready to be his wife. She was ready for eternity with him.
Chantera stood and shivered with delight, and her voice matured into a saucy tone as sweeping changes began to overcome her. Joe leaned up enough to stare at her, the change in voice catching him off guard. He bared witness to the changes as well, seeing Chantera’s thighs swell into plump, shapely masses that looked ready to burst out of their thigh-highs. They were so thick that they pushed down the stockings as they grew, looking like glistening sausages slipping out of their wrapping. She was quickly gaining height as well, her skirt a good indicator as it rode higher and higher up past her crotch. Her vest popped open too as it no longer could contain her thickening torso, revealing a toned, curving figure fully filling the blouse. Her bottom grew to massive proportions, swallowing her panties now revealed by the now more skimpy skirt. Her enlarged booty accentuated the steep slopes of her maturing body, bringing also a fluid sway to every motion of her hips.
Joe couldn’t believe what he was seeing. It was like the body of a goddess was emerging from the younger, more spunky woman from before. Her blouse popped its top as her burgeoning chest exploded into sight. It yanked at the clothing as it continued to grow, tearing open more space as it wriggled itself free from the teen bindings that contained it in its youth. Chantera’s moans grew louder and she soaked her underwear. The excruciating rush of adulthood seized her soul and she fluttered with developing thoughts of being the perfect wife, the perfect lover, the perfect queen of the night. She felt ownership over this territory where she was ascending, her vampire instincts running wild and evolving.
There was something more however. Having ascended through a human union, Chantera gained a sense of appreciation for humanity that built on her already existing interest in them. She was very much still a vampire and so had her needs, but she relished in the idea of living her life as one of them and spending her days in human society. It quickly rooted itself as her idea of home. This was her domain now!
Her cascading moans trailed into joyous laughter as her breasts and ass enlarged yet again, destroying more of her childish remains, vest falling to the floor and panties snapping off. The final vestiges of her former self than began to disappear from her face. She looked more fierce in the structure of her face and sharp with her gaze, her eyebrows and ears lengthening to aid in this ripening display. Her nose grew more pointed and her lashes more rich and full, bringing her eyes to a hypnotic state of power under the swaying ends of her bangs that lightly covered them. Looking at her, Joe got the vibe of a smoking hot milf—an adult woman in her prime with the wisdom of age and beauty she could wield like a weapon whenever she wished.
Her transformation complete, Chantera turned her attention back to her beloved still looking as cute and nervous as ever. Clasping her hands together and looking at him with lustful delectation she said, “That was deeelicious! I think I’m going to have seconds.”
Chantera wasted no time undressing from her ill-fitting garments and worked her way onto the bed before Joe could even formulate a sentence. She crawled on top of him with the motions of a sinuous feline, before sitting upon her rump right above his hips. Joe watched her tantalizing folds begin to brush against his flaccid dick, the vampiress’ gyrating motions helping spring it back to life.
Joe thought he should say something but didn’t. This was too much to bother taking in, but he didn’t care. This was the most amazing experience of his boring, uneventful life and he wasn't going to let it stop now. So he let Chantera grab hold of his cock and position it beneath her salivating lower lips. She then plunged his boy cock into her lady hole. She was calling the shots, she was the one in charge, and he was more than okay with it.
Her legs on each side of his hips, Chantera rode Joe like bull, bucking forward and back in a smooth motion. She made each motion precise as she did while sucking him off earlier, his dick feeling every minute touch along its shaft by the slick folds of his vampire lover. Her large butt gently smacked against his thighs with each hop, sending a tingling force of electric pleasure to further shoot through to the tip of his rod. He felt ashamed that he could feel himself slipping already.
Chantera must have sensed it, for she quickly lowered her position to allow her big, orb shaped breasts to dangle closer to Joe. He immediately went to work groping and batting at her chest. Her tits were malleable yet firm enough to keep their relative shape. He gripped both tightly and simultaneously at one point, bringing a rush of pleasure to Chantera that hastened her movements and lead to a noticeable rise in her moans.
“Uhn, ah, ah! Oh, yes! Yeah, yeah, uhn, oh! Yeah! Mmm yes!” Chantera wailed, falling into a pattern of approval.
Both lovers picked up the pace, syncing into a rhythm where both could feel the other pushing towards the same threshold. Their moans mingled beautifully and their bodies thumped in perfect harmony. Faster and faster they went, Chantera grabbing hold of Joe’s groping arms to stop him as the intensity picked up. She leaned down towards him with a feral look in her eyes and bit into his neck with her fangs. He screamed in surprise, but his body continued its sexual foray, not letting up for an instant.
Chantera held on his neck for a few moments before releasing as she felt his dick throb intensely. She did what she needed to, the ritual was now complete. Joe felt a strength surge through him, the veins all over his body popping as his musculature expanded. The rush of power unlocking within him sent his mind ablaze and it brought with him a second wind. His cock expanded in size, growing to fill Chantera’s cavernous space ever tighter. It was becoming too much for him to handle, the emotions and euphoric feeling meteorically rising within him was going to kill him! If he were to die though, he was okay with it being this way.
The vampire wife leaned back as she felt her newly decreed husband’s cock pulsate with the intention of bursting.
“More! More! Give me more of your delicious cum!”
Upon the command, Joe unloaded all of it, more than he ever had in his life. It felt like he was dumping every drop of his own life force into each flex of his body, large wads forcing themselves out from the head of his cock like a custard machine. It was a constant stream that he’d never feel the end to as he passed out. The last sight he could see was the busty, bodacious body of his vampire love savoring his final climax, her rapturous howls reverberating in his head as he drifted away.
***
Light filled Joe’s vision as he arose in his bed, tucked in as if he had simply fallen asleep the previous night. The images of what he believed had transpired were still fresh in his mind, the face of his vampire beauty still lingering strong. He wondered now though if it was all a dream as he scanned one side of his room. He felt different though, more spry and full of vigor. Then he turned to his other side and was met with the sight he was hoping to see.
The vampiress was lying beside him, her eyes flickering awake. She quickly rose up herself, and clasped her hands together in admiration of the sight she was beholden to. As a wife fawning over her husband Chantera praised, “Oh Darling! You look sooo handsome.”
Joe gazed down at himself and noticed what she was so gaga over. He looked older—around Chantera’s age—and his body build had changed. He was still rather thin, but he was stacked with toned muscles that looked chiseled from marble and he now shared the same skin tone as her. He flexed and was starting to feel out the overwhelming power that was awakening within him. His mind began to awake to new instincts as well, the sense and cravings of a vampire flaring up. Yes, it was all clear to him now. He licked at his new vampire canines and stared fondly towards his wife.
“You think so?” he blithely spoke. He joined hands with Chantera and they both stared deeply into each others eyes. “I wouldn’t dare question your tastes my love.”
The two laughed before locking lips. As they both caressed each other in their embrace, giant bat wings emerged from both their backsides. It was unconventional and against tradition, but Chantera had grown up in her own way. She had found her place.
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