Posted on 2018-12-11 23:11:52
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Part 8 of Maki’s vampiric adventure. Thanks to all for your patience.
The picture itself is quite old, but I’ve only recently finished the story part.



“I think I’ve found almost everything. Hm, one sock is still on the run. How about your clothes, Kaede?”

“I’m good, too. Just missing one piece.”

“Oh, excellent. What is it?”

“My panties. No idea where you put them after you ripped them off.”

“That’s … that’s bad news! If somebody finds them …”

“Nothing will happen. You’re the only one who can identify me by my panties, remember?”

There’s this smile again.

“Also I think I’ve stolen that one from the washroom, so they’re technically not even mine.”

Before tonight I would’ve been shocked to hear that our sweet Ultimate Pianist steals underwear, but I’ve learned to not underestimate her or her horny mind in any way.

“And before you ask why I did that …. Don’t we have more pressing matters to attend to?”

I sigh loudly.

“You’re right, of course. We’re still locked in this facility and Monokuma could discover our secret any minute now…”

“Yes, yes, that’s important too. But first you’ve to decide on your next target … Oh, sorry, poor choice of words.

What I was trying to say: Who will be the next member of your vampiric harem?”

While asking that question Kaede is positively beaming with excitement. What beautiful monster have I created?

Oh, right. A sex-crazed vampiric girlfriend obsessed with bringing more girls under my sway.

Life … Unlife goals achieved, I guess?

Well, I cannot deny that even the thought of turning one of the other girls makes me shiver with pleasure.

“Well, if you ask like that, I do have someone in mind.”

“Tell me, tell me! Who’s the lucky one? Maybe Kirumi? With a little bit of vampiric power she could be an awesome ally. Besides, if she’s as great between the sheets as she is with basically anything else, I don’t think any of us would regret turning her.

Our own sexy vampire maid, Maki! That’s what I call living the dream.”

“Good thinking, on both points. But there’s someone I want to visit first.”

“Oh? Now you’ve got me intrigued. Who’s on your mind then?”

“Himiko.”

My beautiful vampire wife looks honestly surprised. ..

Wait, wife? How did my thoughts get there? Another vampire thing?

“Himiko? I mean, I can see the appeal: She is definitely the cutest level 0 mage I’ve ever wanted to play with. And who doesn’t like redheads? But I think you have another reason, don’t you?”

“Two, to be precise. Firstly, my instincts tell me she’s a survivor, how unlikely it may seem. That might prove very useful in the future. Also, if I turn her she’d have actual magic powers. I thought … she’d like that.”

Kaede nods understandingly.

“Ah, I see. My vampiric overlord is in truth a cute softie.”

Right now I could use an anti-blush power, but something that useful doesn’t seem to be part of the package.

“Oh, don’t make that face. I love a girl with her heart in the right place, beating or not. So how do you plan to do it? I’m pretty sure seducing her could prove a tad more difficult than seducing me.”

“I was thinking more about a little ruse. But for that to work I need the help of our favorite inventor and mischievous candle maker.”



“So, let’s see if I got everything right, mistress. You want me to figure out a way to combine your fucking awesome blood, the aphrodisiac candles and a bottle of tap water into a love potion?!”

“Well, can you do it … Servant?

Just for fun I sprinkle a bit of vampiric power on the last word.

“Irks …”

She quickly brushes a little drool off with her sleeve.

“Fuck me, I mean fuck yes! I once invented a lemonade that was strong enough to power a jet turbine! That’s child play in comparison.”

Kaede leans forward and whispers into my year.

“I was only average in the science classes, but I’m pretty sure that’s not what lemonade is supposed to do. You’re sure that is a good idea?”

“Hey, piano freak, I can hear you.

Bitch, mistress and I are speaking about stuff your sorry excuse for a brain …”

In the blink of an eye Kaede stands behind her, one hand roughly pulling her head back and exposing her neck, the other slithering down into Miku’s panties.

“Listen, little doll. Even you should know about Dracula, so let me explain it this way. If my beloved Maki is the Dark Lord herself, then I’m her Mina Harker, her true love. Below me in this hierarchy will be the future brides, and then, only then comes a servant like Renfield. You are our Renfield, little doll. So if you don’t start showing me any fucking respect I will punish you. If you are a good little servant, I will punish you too, but I promise: You will love that kind of punishment. Your choice, little doll.”

Kaede’s red eyes gleam with power. Even over here I can feel her assault on Miku’s mind. Not that I think any of it is strictly necessary, knowing Miku’s nature. But they seem to have fun, so why interfere?

Also, it is extremely hot.

No, not interrupting this one.

Miku’s eyes are unfocused, drool running down her chin. Heavily breathing she answers.

“I … I will behave, mistress. I will be a good little doll.”

“Good. Then do what mistress Maki told you to do. Then, while she’s away, I will spend some time playing with you.”

Miku’s only answer is a short nod, her juices visibly running down her thighs. Then she disappears into the chaotic mess she calls her lab.

“Hey, ‘Mistress’ Kaede.”

The demanding queen of the night from moments ago now looks downright sheepish.

“I’m so sorry, maybe it was a little bit too much?” I got carried away, and then I felt like I could see directly into her mind – no surprises there, beautifully dirty – and I got even more turned on …”

“You were awesome, Miss Harker.”

“You … think?”

I’m happy to see that I’m not the only creature of the night with a slight blushing problem.

“Yes, and you deserve a reward. How about you go down on me and see for yourself how wet I got just from watching you both?”

She smiles eagerly.

Indeed, I chose the right queen for sure.




“A visitor? Such a pain.”

It took considerably time to find her, but I’ve finally cornered Himiko in her own room. The flask with the love potion is strangely warm beneath my shirt.

“Sorry to disturb you, but I have something very important to talk to you about.”

“Ugh, but talking is so tiresome. You know, Mages can do that telepathically. Much less work, and way cooler.”

“I will only need a moment. Think about it that way: Arguing with me outside your door might actually take longer than just letting me in and listening to what I have to say.”

Himiku seems to be pouting for a second, but then she nods.

“You can come into my magical realm, but be warned: If you stay too long, I might turn you into a mouse or something.

…

Something disgusting!”

Entering I can now see that her room is full with decks of cards, fake pigeons and other equipment of a true magician.

“And what did you want to talk about?”

Even though she looks bored, my new senses are very useful for getting a glimpse at her true emotions. She seems to be both excited and anxious about my visit. Actually, her nervousness strikes me as familiar. It’s the same I normally feel when talking with other people. Or to be more exact, that I felt. Trying to control my hunger and my vampiric horniness at the same time does not leave much time for anxiety.

“You always talk about being the Ultimate Mage …

“For the last time, I’m not the Ultimate Magician, but … Oh. You got it right.

Uhm…

Carry on.”

“As I said, you are always talking about your magic and that you are almost out of MP, right?”

“That’s right! If it weren’t for this I would have blasted that annoying bear with five different forms of fire attacks. Fire bolt, Fireball, delayed blast fireball …”

“I think I found a solution for your problem.”

Himiko looks warily at me.
“That is not going to be a stupid joke, or? Did Kokichi send you?”

Wow, I can feel a surprising hot ball of anger inside her. Right now I’m sure it is a good thing that she can’t cast a fireball, whether it was because of a lack of magic talent or lack of MP.

“Do you really think I would work together with him?”

Her distrust seems to wane.

“Also, do you really think I’m someone who makes jokes?”

“Oh, you really are not trying to trick me.”

The speed of her reaction does almost hurt a tiny bit. Although I feel it might be deserved.

“As I was searching the warehouse, I discovered this. A mana potion.”

As I speak I show her the flask which is glowing in a soothing, purple light.

“See?”

Almost instantly the Ultimate Mage shakes her head.

“That’s no mana potion. You did try to trick me.”

I don’t know what to say. How could she know?

“Why… Why would you think that?”

“Easy: mana potions are blue. This potion is purple. Either you were tricked or you tried to trick me. And now I’m tired. Could you leave?”

The sadness behind her mask hits me like a sledgehammer. I would have never thought that vampires are such emphatic creatures, but it does make some kind of sense. With heightened hearing you wouldn’t want to stand right next to a boom box, and with the ability to glimpse into someone’s emotions that too could hurt.
I have to think of something.

“Wait, Himiko, I really believe that this potion can give you magical powers!

It’s … it’s … a combination potion!”

“A what?”

Thank god that I actually owned a game girl color. Well, as much as you own something you found on one of your ‘business’ trips.

“Mana potions are blue, and health potions are red. So what happens when you mix them?”

“Oh, a purple potion. That does make sense.”

And is actual kind of true. If Miku’s tests are correct, vampire blood is able to speed up the healing process of any injury.

Still, now I feel bad about trying to trick her.

My guilty conscience is fighting with my horniness.

“On second thought, maybe you shouldn’t drink it. The label could be a lie. Who knows what really is inside? For all we know it could be a love potion and I don’t think you want to fall in love with the next person you see…”
Himiko looks down, deep in thought.

After a very long moment she answers.

“I think I wouldn’t mind that much. You are the first one to call me mage and the only one who seems to care about my magic.”

Before even I can react – mage or magician, she definitely has swift fingers – she grabs the potion from my hand and downs it.

“Strange, it does taste good, but I don’t feel any dif…”

Her whole body goes slack and her expression turns into a happy, empty smile. A bit of potion is trickling from her mouth.

It looks almost like it is vaporizing on contact with air.

Wait. It does vaporize! And I can smell the thick sweetness in the air.

Wrapping my head in cotton.

Making me so horny. Again.

For a moment I wonder if Miku knew about this special feature of her love potion. On the other hand, Kaede started playing with her new doll halfway through the process of brewing the potion. I know I would not be able to really concentrate on my work if Kaede would do such delightful things with me.

Then I finally can’t resist the gently glow in Himiko’s unfocused eyes and draw her near …

TBC

Posted on 2018-12-12 05:51:13
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So good!, I love this series so much. <3