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And here I am!!!!

Nancy present!!!

 

Best forum contributor, and best fictional writer...

Plus, joint victory about videos and wetness...

 

My heart is sooooo touched!!!

I am on the top of the world right now, but this victory doesn't belong to me

It belongs to the forum, and this is not a heart-touching hypocrite speech

Because I have spent time online these years, and NO places exist like this

@Admin was Amazing at creating this, and all the Others, @steve25805 and YOU @Sophie, and let's not forget @Scot_Lover who had been slightly less present and yet is a 1-out-of-a-million human being, and let's also cheer to @wetmanjf who moved on to a different place and nonetheless still is one of the greatest ispiration this forum ever had

 

I wanna thank ALL people who heed my call to arms for a tighter forum, and understood the primary, personal goal of Admin's "hidden" dream, which is building a safe house for fetishists because he simply is too smart and cynical (in a positive sense) to give a fuck about greed or pride, and just wanna human warmth, friendship and pleasure

All of you who made this forum great… I love Trump's line about making things "great again" but I do not exceedingly like him so I am doubtful about quoting such lines ihihihi… What's great about this forum is that it doesn't need to be made great AGAIN as it NEVER STOPPED being amazing

Thanks to all my friends and to those who still do not know me, keep banding together and never give up the struggle, this forum is like love, is the best thing in life and yet if somebody thinks it can go on like magic, he will discover it will just disappear like magic

This forum needs YOU, as there is absolutely no point in posting things beside using them as a luring tool to start friendly and lovely chats

I want love to run everywhere but I do not wanna stay here, arms crossed, and require

I must give first

and I gave

I gave because my aim is not to achieve but to achieve-together

Without the "together" I could just get back to have my piss by myself and have fun by myself

I am on this forum because I love the people here and love to interact with Always more people

 

Plans for the upcoming weeks:

 

1) Complete the LOCH kinkiNESS fictional installment (2-3 chapters remaining) 

2) Complete the novel I was publishing here for free "Nancy the silly vampire" (more than 10 chapters still to post, it's a novel)

3) Write accounts of the inhuman piss I took at Christmas and New year's Eve

4) get back in touch with ALL those that felt left behind because of my November-December absence

5) Love you all constantly

 

Thank you for this incredible love you all showed me

 

I would just love to add/tell/ask/explain a short list of things:

 

Point #1: I won the fictional writing award. I absolutely did NOT expect that but I would love for you to discover WHY. Check those two fictional stories, they are CUUUTE!!! LOCH kinkiNESS is about a group of friends who look for Nessie, is very dark and imaginific and includes a lot of piss but Always within the plot, never gratuitous. Nancy the Silly Vampire is a post apocalyptic novel where magick has become real because Earth had become the plaything of cosmical ferocious divinities who love absurdity and conflict, it is a very violent and yet comedy/parody novel full of sex and piss and silly circumstances!!! Posting it was the reason which brought me back after a very personal dark moment who kept me away from this lovely place for a while… 

Point #2: I won best video contributor in peer with the mighty Ozabot even without having ever posted a single video from the web (something which will change this year, I have dozens of videos links bookmarked on favourites), so how? Because of my copyrighted public piss videos which I post here and here alone. They are currently almost 20, half of which this year. The forum needs funds and Admin and I decided those who help deserve something great in return. Upgrade to Gold and enjoy my videos!!!

Point #3: This is for who will upgrade the status, usually the lovely @Sophie: only one of the awards can be shown in the profile, I would like to keep on with the best forum contributor. If possible, I'd like to keep also the previous year's one, in the like of "best forum contributor 2018-2019". Those who know me enough, will know it's not vanity. I use the memory of heart-touching things as a weapon against the coldness which sorrounds us all. THUS I LOVE TO PILE UP TROPHIES. Those who do not know me enough to trust me about this, to them I just swear I am sincere, and beg for sympathy 🙂

 

THANK YOU ALL AGAIN

 

 

I love this place

I love it to a level I rarely loved anything

I'm coming back, be ready!!!

Nancy says MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

My adored friends, and you all who haven't yet interacted with me... I want to hug you all

This had been a very particular year, when Peefans grew enormously thanks to the newborn goldmembership section, which houses up to 20 of my public piss videos

But more than anything, we saw the arrival of some of the greatest members this forum ever had

I posted many photobooks of personal porn pics which became a great chance for chat and friendship, but more than anything, for a call to arms

What is Peefans about? Is friendship

Did you spend much time in other forums this year?

This place is like no one else, the respect we breath here is peerless

I have been away during autumn and I am terribly sorry for this, but next year things will change, and be back to normality

The same normality which made to post 12000 posts in two years

I am particularly happy of the Summer Pee Games I ran, they gathered tons off friends in a silly and lovely competition, but more than anything, I wanna thanks both my friends, and all other members, because this forum is a place which will forever be a safehouse for people looking for love, respect, friendship, and self-exploration

I love you all and hug you

See you sooooo very soon!!!

 

Meanwhile, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

 

There were four figures sitting aroud a table, eating soup. A delicious soup!!! Nancy paid them regular visits in the previous days. There was tension in the air. The boy, whose name Nancy never asked, threw a shy glance at her unwithstanding all their sexual escapades, and asked her: “Can I…”. She lifted her eyes unto him: “Ask questions? Yes, you can”.

He reflected a bit, then started: “Vampires started to be real since the Arrival… they are genetically modified humans, mutated by the quantistic and Time-Space disturbances caused by the Dark Lords arrival… or anyway, this was the scientists’ main theory about the monsters that were starting to appear…”.

She nodded: “ALL monsters are genetically modified humans. Only that some are so modified that it would have never happened without the disturbances so great of the Arrival”.

He kept eating: this too was a scientific theory… before the Arrival War, when monsters and humans fought, and then Nations fought against each other to conquer the little which remained of resources… and then, world completely ended and there was nobody to perform scientific stuff again.

“But…” he went on, “…stories about monsters had existed since much before the Arrival…”. She nodded again: “Because of small, causal contacts between the power of the Dark Lords and this planet, during the Stone Age, creating strange stuff… they all died… but myths remained”.

He listened carefully, then asked: “So, the medieval legends of monsters…?”. This time she shook her head: “No, even before Greece and Egypt, creatures were already disappeared, none of them remained. People claiming them to be still existing during these last millennia, were just superstitious, or speaking openly-funny folklore. This is also why our features had a lot of time to be misunderstood”.

He was starting to understand: “But… what’s real, about the old legends concerning vampires?”. She was puzzled: “Almost nothing. It’s easier if you directly ask”.

“Ok… does garlic keeps you off?” he murmured, and she laughed, hilariously: “I LOVE garlic! But garlic has healthy properties so it was superstitiously believed to fend off ALL evil”. He nodded, silently and focused: “Do you reflect in mirrors?”.

She grinned maliciously at him: “Did you just forgot last night, when you looked at yourself while I was pissing on you?”. He smiled, caught guard down, and realized it was a stupid question. She did reflect, and bitch she was fabulous… he could perfectly remember her, standing  with a foot on his back as he knelt down in full submission, receiving her shower… he could remeber her laughter, the shower hitting the back of his head, soaking his hair, the hiss of her pussy and her hilarious laughter all the way… he perfectly remembered the piss sliding down his body… just like he remembered when she pissed on his sister, one night before… she was on the sofa, receiving manicure from the young girl, who sat at her feet on the floor, and then she just opened the floodgate… and urinated right in her face… when the girl bent her head down to submit to the vampire’s piss, Nancy angrily asked why the hell did she stopped taking care of her nails.. or better, her small claws… the girl tried to reply, and that was when the piss stream got her right in her mouth, again, making her cough and shut up once again… he perfectly remembered the cruel laughter of the mistress of the night…

…her piss was like human one, just particularly abundant and concentrated. He perfectly remembered that dark yellow, foamy and dense fluid drenching him and his family members, as they dutifully submitted to that dark goddess… soon, he would have absorbed enough piss to be saturated with her hormons… then, there would have been chances for his plans…

He asked again: “What about silver, or crucifixes, or holy water?”. She laughed: “Holy water, you mean “holy” like “linked to the god of christianity”? That concept of “holy” you mean?”.

He got it, it was a stupid question: like every “Light” religion, Christianity was just a symbolism, a symbol for the honourable and solemn face of the Dark Lords, which were alien and devoid of human moral, but not devoid of any moral, not at all. But in itself, no, there was no heaven, no angels, and no point in being a moralistic repressed weakling. So, fuck holy water.

And Crucifixes, too, he guessed. Jesus, according to some monster-divulged lore, knew of the Dark Lords, and his teachings were focused on tell people to avoid being assholes because the Dark Lords hate assholes, but all the other things attributed to him, like a moralistic way to reach heaven, never really took place. So, paradoxically, monsters respected Jesus. But a wooden symbol used for millennia by the Church, which had nothing to do with Jesus himself, had no inherent magickal power.

But what about silver? He asked, and she replied: “Silver blocks the regenerative capability of a werewolf. I know, for I have met some. It doesn’t poison their blood, so I could drink it afterward, but it prevents them from healing… a stabbed werewolf will die if the dagger is made of silver. But it has no effect on us. Its belief of being able to ward off EVERY evil comes from superstition, for its healthy qualities against illnesses, just like garlic”.

He was reflecting, and kept asking: “Ok, what about sunlight? Does it kill you?”. She vigorously shook her head: “I love tanning!!! It makes my boobs look even sexier!!!”.

He was confused: “But it’s the only myth which is pivotal to the whole story!”. She smiled at him: “Ain’t that simple. The sun is associated with all things good and thus had always been considered useful in warding evil off. But also, in the old world, before the Arrival when magick was available only as mild psychic powers, the light of the sun kept the brain more active in certain areas, while its absence activated different portions of it, making magick easier. Magick comes a bit better in the dark, just like it’s scientifically easier to sleep in darkness than during full daylight. So, the supernatural came to be linked even stronger to the night. As a final note, vampires often kept on being part of the villages where they lived as humans, so they had to perform their strange feeding activities during night only. The mix of these things pushed people to associate us with darkness. But the sun is beneficient to us just like to you humans”.

That was interesting! “What about sleeping in coffins?”. She laughed hard: “Gothic folklore!!! I love beds, just like you’ll discover tonight”. He frowned, confused, so she explained: “I’m sleeping here tonight”. The three looked at each other, and the girl complained: “There are only two rooms, mom got one, and I share the other with my brother, two distinct beds…”. Nancy reflected: “Who got the bigger bed?”. After a pause of silence, the girl spoke again: “Mom”. The vampire made some calculation, and then explained: “Ok. I’ll take mom’s bedroom for tonight. She can sleep in your brother’s bed. He will sleep on the couch”.

They were all puzzled from that, but they perfectly remember that Nancy wasn’t exactly a friend: she still was a vampire, a devourer of humans, a genocidal war machine, silly and playful because devoid of malevolence or hatred, but sexually twisted, and sadistically kinky. It wasn’t a good idea to get on her bad side.

Plus, it was three days since the bandit ruling the house was killed: at the end of the week, the other would have returned to check if all was good, and they needed protection. Indeed, they absolutely weren’t sure if they could keep the house. That’s why they were all so tense.

“Okay…” the boy complied, “Just another question”. She smiled at him, inviting him to proceed, and he did: “Why blood? I mean, do you feed only off it?”. She shook her head with intent: “I have to eat just like humans, meat and vegetables, and fishes, and everything else. But I ALSO need blood, in ADDITION to all of that. If I do not feed enough, I start to age so quickly, I could disintegrate into dust in a few days”. He was fascinated: “Why?”.

She prepared for an intimate explaination: “My superior DNA grants me the capability to exert inhuman strenght and durability, and regenerate all wounds almost immediately, except the fatal ones, those always associated to destroy vampires, like destroying the heart, decapitate us, or incinerate us. Unless you are old and powerful like I am…” now she grinned evily, “…in which case you’ll get to realize my nerves and bones are so mighty, that decapitating me isn’t that easy”. She paused, allowing them the time to assimilate that notions, about how powerful she was. It wasn’t a bluff.

Then restarted: “The key is regeneration. This makes us live for centuries. Remain young. Recover from all illnesses, heal from wounds on the spot, and exert superhuman strenght and speed. But this comes at a price. It consumes our DNA, just like ageing and stress deteriorates it within everybody… only, it happens within us a thousand times QUICKIER. That’s why we heal so quickly… but is also why, if we do not feed, simply we age a thousand times quickier, and disintegrate into dust in a day or two”.

He blushed: “So you need fresh DNA?”. She nodded, and he blushed more: “Can’t you get it through…”. She laughed: “Blowjobs?”. He blushed SO MUCH, and she exploded in hilarious laughter.

“DNA must be merged with ours, and this needs a hormone we produce, but to produce it we need to digest some substances which are present only in blood. Monster and animal blood is ok, but the most similar the better, so human is best, in peer with powerful monsters… So we can feed through cum too, but not forever, sooner or later I’ll need blood again”.

She paused again, then completed the explaination: “This is how Succubi myth was born, devil sexy ladies exhausting boys through sex: some of us fed of animals, and then completed the diet by draining men’s balls”.

It all started to make sense, to fit perfectly, he admitted within himself. She gave him the last infos, the most tasty ones: “We can drink blood to no limits. Our digestive system works normally about all the things we eat, but when it comes to blood, it digesti t at impossible speed. So even if a normal person can’t swallow more than 4-5 liters of fluids at the same time, we can drink up to 3-5 times that amount… but only if it is blood. If we try with beer or water or so what, our limits are identical to humans”.

He was fascinated but also confused: “Where such an amount of fluids end up, after you transform it into nutrients?”. She smiled, in a sexy and flirtitious way: “It remains only basilar H2O, and ureatic acid. Plus, since the very mighty aggressiveness of our digestive system, a lot of urochrome. And our distinctive hormone, obviously…”.

He immediately understood: “Piss!!!” he exclaimed, “You produce more piss!!!”. She nodded: “And because of urochrome, it’s dark yellow, and aaaaalll foamy and dense!!! And smelly, because of our hormones…”.

They all shuggered: they all knew quite well the vampire’s piss… and in the case of the younger girl, she even tasted it… and could testify it was both extremely erotic, and terribly salty and sour… it was almost like morning piss, just all daylong, in thrice the daily amount of common humans…

“If I drink it… will it saturate me faster than through… golden showers?” he finally asked, and she exploded in laughter, grinnin at him, almost sardonically: “A bit faster, for sure… but I do not advice you to do such a thing… my piss isn’t exactly good tasting!!!”. “I can tell” the girl murmured, yet without the slight intension to disrespect the night entity.

She smiled, and looked at them, now that dinner ended: “So, speaking of piss…” she observed the three humans she adopted, looking at each other. She adored the power she had. To be honest, she was less gratuitously evil than most monsters… and felt no weak because of that. But she still loved to play.

 So, when the whole family knelt down before her armachair, waiting to become her toilet… she couldn’t help getting very, VERY horny…

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This is chapter THREE. If some of you missed chapter TWO check it first as the characters are introduced in that one

This chapter will delve more spiritually into Nancy's capacity to show people new levels in exploration of their own viscerality. It will be darker, but there is guidance in her darkness.

I will, from now on, notify you of the advancement of the bok itself. Last night I wrote chapter FOURTEEN. It is becoming a confession of things of ESOTERIC relevance. You guys cannot even imagine what I am hiding in full sight within these stories.

 

And now, on with the third chapter!!!

 

The boy was already walking toward her, to fulfil his promise. She laughed, and then springed toward him, grabbing the young fresh flesh. Completely terrified, he remained still and breathless, but she just started playing with his cheeks, like aunts do to nieces: “Awwww I wuuuiiilllll liiiiiick youuuuuur pussssyyyyyy” then started to laugh again. “Relax, boy!” she said with a jolly voice, “I’m not gonna kill you! I just need a piss!”.

“The… the bathrooms are upstair…” the milf stepped in with a shy, hierarchically conscious voice… “…but obviously… you can… piss… wherever you like most…consider this house yours… I’ll just clean up later…” she did a small bow, her boobs even more visible now that she assumed that angle…

Nancy was pleased to receive that submission, but there was something proud in that woman, and what they just did to the corpse still made her horny like hell… she walked toward the woman, which remained still, knowing that showing fear would have been an insult toward their guest, since any harmful intentions from the vampire would have not given them any chance to escape or survive, so, as long as they were alive, it was a clear sign she meant no ill, and that must be honoured.

So she remained standig and unmoving, with Nancy reaching out and playing with her boobs. She squished them gently, the woman taking pleasure from the contact, but also too terrified to really get horny… “Is there…” she murmured, “…is there anything I can do to make your visit more… pleasurable?” and with those words, she unbuttoned her nightdress, revealing the hard nipples in all their splendour…

Nancy ADORED that woman, because she UNDERSTOOD her secret: hers was not a real submission. She was just bargaining on behalf of her children. She felt respect toward such a human. Yet, still she wanted to have some fun, and really needed to release her bladder. She grabbed the woman and kissed the hard nipples, licking them… it would have been marvellous to soak them with her yellow stream… but the girl, who stayed silent until then… so she giggled: “I don’t use toilets. Humans use toilets. Humans also use places. I don’t use places”. “So…” the milf went on, “…what do you use?”. She grinned quite evily: “I use humans”.

The family’s eyes widened in disbelief, and they looked at each other: it was a small price to survive a vampire paying a visit… “You wanna piss on… one of us?” the boy asked. She shook her head: “Not you. A girl. I love to piss on girls”. He gasped noisily: so, it was either his sister, or his mom… and the most eerie and disturbing thing, was that he couldn’t state 100% he wouldn’t have took at least a bit of arousal witnessing something like that…

The older woman stepped ahead: “I volunteer”. Nancy looked at her, a bit disppointed: “I’m bored of you trying to shelter your daughter. If she’s grown up enough to piss on the corpse of a man who abused her, she’s grown up enough to play with me”. The woman was caught guard down, but quickly replied: “It was just to… offer you a better service…” she tried her best, “…my daughter is not into, well… watersports…” she blushed at that word, but Nancy pushed: “And you ARE?”. The woman did her best to smile in a sexy way at the vampire. She was petrified by terror but embarassingly sincere, like using a truth as a tool.

Nancy made up her mind: “Ok, this is my pick: grab your daughter and keep her under my stream”. The two exchanged an embarassed glance: “I… told you that she  is not…” the night creature springed onward and put a finger on the milf’s mouth, in a clear command. The she used the newborn silence to speak her own mind: “I believe you. This is why I chose that way”. The serene voice of the vampire was in such a cruel contrast with her words. “Why?” the woman just murmured, and she replied, exploding in sincere, innocent laughter: “Because I LOVE to be cruel!”. They were confused, so she went on: “I wanna taste the embarass she will feel as you, who had always been her shelter, will be the one who prevent her from escaping the humiliation I’m gonna perform on her…” nobody was even breathing now, “…and I wanna taste YOUR embarass knowing that you have to offer your own daughter, more than anything against her own will, to me”.

She paused, chosing words, then restarted, a sinister serenity in her voice: “She will feel betrayed by you, and you will know she will never forgive you for that. The two of you will both suffer for that, making my pleasure complete”.

The atmosphere was unreal. The boy looked at her mother, and his sister did the same. For some unexplainable reason, there was no real evil in the voice of the vampire. She talked about cruelty and humiliation, and yet her overall… quintessence… exhuded respect toward those two women… like her request wasn’t really to hurt them, but rather the opposite… blessing them… with a trip toward the limit… in a world where the limit MUST be know, and mastered…

They both walked toward her, but there was a strange solemnity in their way of stepping ahead… the younger girl knelt down, still dressed up, and her mom gently grabbed her hair, bending her head a bit backward in an obvious offering. Nancy licked her own lips, then grabbed the table she previously flipped, and rearranged it in order to have a higher ledge from where to spray the two.

“And me? What should I do?” asked the boy, all of a sudden. She looked at him: “You stay there and be quite. I love to have my pussy licked, after I just took a piss… and I did not forgot your promise…” he smiled, in embarass and lowered his eyes… and then, Nancy let loose.

The three humans had never seen a vampire piss. It was their first time. But they would have never forgot it. The stream which exploded from the completely shaved vagina was thick and forceful, hitting on the skin like a watering hoose. The gusher impacted the girl’s face, pouring down on her nightdress, drenching it and revealing needle-hard nipples beneath… Nancy laughed joyfully: “What were you saying about your daughter being not into watersports? Look at those pins! Such mother, such daughter!!!”. The girl was stormed with nameless emotions, and remained still, while the vampire, which wanted to drench her hair too, arched her bust even more to produce an arc, sprinkling in the air and landing on the blondie’s head, making a mess out of those golden curls, but also hitting messily the very mother who was holding her tight. Nancy kept pushing, soaking the two, the jet was desperate and hissing, and the two women couldn’t help to receive it in full submission. She laughed as she pissed, and kept laughing while she pissed on the ladies, under the petrified look of the poor boy, whose glance wasn’t the only thing to be petrified, honestly. Nancy farted loud, laughing even more, then called to the boy: “Come, be my BFF!”. He walked toward her, asking: “You mean Best Friend Forever?”. She laughed again, this time hilariously: “Noooo!!! I mean Butt-Fanner-Forever!!! Fan my butt!!! Weave your hand and dispel my fart, I do not wanna inhale it!”. Atonished by such a stupid and silly request he obliged, and this way he had a three-inch-distance sight of the crotch from which the stream was furiously liberating, showering his mom and sister… from their hair and faces, it ran down drenching their bodies, eventually pooling down on the heavy carpet on the floor, one of the last luxuries they had in their house. A huge, dark patch had formed, pooling around the feet of the two women…

After what could have been a sincere half of minute of intense stream, the jet subsided… Nancy breathed heavily… the girl cleansed her eyes, opening her mouth to ask if it was over, but the vampire just paused for a second before completing her relief, so she re-started, this time the stream hit the girl’s open lips, and she spit and coughed, the creature of the night was so happy now, she knew her piss tasted really hardcore, and the girl had quite an experience swallowing it… she farted again, and the boy dutifully fanned the vampire’s gorgeous ass, as the sprinkle started to lose power, until it became a dribble, and then died…

She climbed down from the table, with a “Weeeee!!!” silly scream of jolliness. The two women were using their hands to sweep their faces, and looked at the pissy guest. All of a sudden, without a single explaination, all the four started to laugh like hell. They laughed their lungs out, not histerically, more like the absurdity of meeting a vampire, and surviving with just a golden shower, and also getting rid of the brute which had controlled the family in the past weeks… Nancy now spoke to the ladies, seriously: “Don’t shower immediately. Vampire’s piss contains an unmistakable hormone, which all monsters fear. If you make sure it penetrates your skin, you’ll be able to walk by night without fearing attacks”.

The two were thunderstruck: “It’s… it’s amazing!!!” they all shouted: it hadn't been a humiliation. It was a GIFT. But if they hadn't submitted to it bravely, they would have never received it.

The boy complained: “I’m the hunter! I’m the one who goes outside the most! I need your piss too!!”. She laughed, and caressed his cheek: “I’ll make sure my next piss will be all for you”. He still asked: “How long will it last?”. She reflected, now seriously: “Mmmmh… a couple of days. Then you’ll have to… ehm… repeat the treatment, ihihihihi!!!”. He took it quite seriously: “If it gives me such power, you can use me as a toilet everytime you want!”. She was very happy for the silly way things turned up: she frenchkissed the boy, who shyly returned the kiss… “Now” she whispered to him, “I want my pussy licked. Just as you promised”. While the younger girl turned away embarassed from the pussy which soaked her and her mother, and the milf stared intensely at the scene, the boy knelt down, and dutifully obeyed the order…

Many many times, both by Alex, and while playing with girls!!!