The Arrival and a silly vampire

[Peefreak99 3,720]

9 hours ago, spywareonya said:

Well he is your character so I would be more than eager to give him all you want, the only problem is that in the Arrival world nobody is producing gunpowder anymore because materials ran out during the Arrival War, when the manifestation of the Dark Lords in this dimension/universe caused half of humanity to shapeshift to folklore monsters. So a gatling would be quite hard to replenish. Same for a tank.

An Axe has the great benefit to never run out of fuel nor bullets ahhahahaha

The next chapter will se the developing of the relationship between Nancy and the milf's son. There's something of you in him too, altough Nancy's nastiness to him will prove a bit higher than how would I cuddle you in real life… they will be a bit more bdsm.

But there is something of you still. How he grows balls quickly, the braveness under the layer of humility. As I said, this is a therapy book I wrote… and some characters are inspired by people who are part of my psyche even when I am away from this place for weeks… and you definitely rank among them. You are part of my life and will be even if one day one of us relinquish the forum forever.

There are a bunch of persons here I constantly think about...

Anyway, chapter ELEVEN written. I'll write at least another chapter tonight… maybe two. Not think this is gonna end up quickly. Things just come up to me... sometimes I think I should try to get published for money, but then I think, fuck it, this place is my heart and my goals!!!

❤

[Sweets 4,516]

16 hours ago, spywareonya said:

Her new jeep was soooo coooool!!! She could feel the breeze on her porcelain skin and the night was so dark and mysterious… She adored the night, altough it wasn’t so safe since the Arrival. The foulest creatures imaginable (and many completely unimaginable)  were hunting for food, or simply for the twisted pleasure of the kill.

She pushed on the gas, the engine roared, it was magnificent. She lifted an asscheek and farted, the vibration reverberating on the leather seat. She exploded in laughter: “This is Fart&Furious, bitches!!!” and speeded even faster on the deserted lane.

Waaaaaait what was that?! A hitchhiker? Braaaaake!!! Wow, the brakes were mighty, holy fuck! And now, going reverse. Reveeerse slowwly… ok, there it is! But… what’s he doing? A madman with an axe! Bah… soooo original!!!

A spurt of blood exploded on her face, suddenly. Whattafack?! She cleaned her eyes and behold! Miracle! Behind her aggressor, a very tall and muscular man, aaaall in black leather, and two huge studded bracelets, not for fashion but for war, with enormous spikes. His face was completely painted in black and white like black metal music bands, and he just chopped off the head of the axe-wielding maniac, using a bigger axe. There’s always a bigger axe-wielding maniac. He better learn the lesson for his next rebirth. She smiled at the new arrived: “How’s the night?”. He grinned evily, and swinged the weapon, still dripping: “Majestic and dark. The Obscure Lords of Primordial Chaos bless us with the evil we need every day”. “But ain’t day, it’s night!!” precised her, and exploded in laughter, leaving the other a bit puzzled. She looked at the corpse, and went out from the car. “What… what do you want to do?” he asked, confused. She tickeld his chest, his pectorals were exploding under the leather vest. “Well…” she laughed, still playing with his muscles, “…I’ve been driving all this way through, and, well… you know… ladies can end up having… needs…”. He frowned: “You wanna fuck the body? I can offer the same death-cold stiffness, believe me”… He paused, and seemed to doubt: “Well, yes, I can understand that anyway nothing is like the embrace of the true death… but believe me miss…” he knelt in front of her, “In order to have you… I would gladly be dead”. Awwwww he was soooo nice, she could really fall for a man like that!!! But he got all wrong! “Nouuuuuuuu” she arched the lips, her magic shapeshifting her temporarily into a manga-like caricature with a mouth like UUUUUU. “What did you think I meant?! PISS!!! I’m talking about piss!!!”. His eyes widened in disbelief: “But he’s dead! What pleasure can he take from that?”. Nice point, she reflected. “Maybe…” he was so smart and gentle, “…you never pissed on somebody dead, and you want to try the thrill…”. She shook her head: “Oh, silly boy, I did already many times! But indeed… maybe… I never pissed on a blackster”. He stood proud and with an evil smile: “I’m no blackster, blacksters are just metalheads listening to black metal without understanding it. Me, I’m a servant of the Dark Lords!!!”. Oh, that’s interesting. She never heard about the Dark Lords needing servants since They were trans-cosmical beings of absolute and mathematical omnipotence, but maybe he meant that he was a devotee of Their sinister teachings of freedom, violence, and exploration of the most forbidden pleasures. Well, who cares, blah blah blah let’s fuck!!! She jumped on him, and prepared to release the content of her bladder in his mouth, messing all the war-paint…

 

 

 

(Nancy first person) WAAAAAIT boys are not interested in heterosexual piss, they like girls pissing unto stuff or unto other girls!!!

 

 

 

…but just before starting, she realized that, for some reason, she wanted to piss on a girl. She stood up, and helped him too to get back on his feet. Now that she was focused, she got back in the car, and picked him up too: “Let’s find a girl that I can piss on!!!” He smiled at her and caressed her cheek. She was scandalized!!! She slapped him, “I’m not that kind of woman!!!” she yelled at him, wore her most insulted face, then grabbed that fuckin’ hand, and relocated it on her boobs. He squeezed them properly, she smirked at him, now satisfied, and unzipped his pants. Starting the engine, press on the gas, and gently stroking his big hard cock, she got on the streets again, roaring in the night. She looked at him and grinned, then she bent down, and started to suck his cock, driving with just one hand and without looking at the road AT ALL. He felt like in heaven, but was a bit scared: “Do you think it’s… safe?” She got up: “Oh come on, it’s a fantasy for everybody to get a blowjob while driving!”. “Yes”, he obliged, “…but while WE are driving”. “Ooooooh!!!” she looked shocked like after a revelation, like she was really OMMMMMGGGGous, and then restarted to blow him, still driving like a fury, and he couldn’t last for long before exploding all he had in his testicles into the mouth of the unapologetic vampire… after she cleaned her own lips with her tongue, sucking all the remaining droplets of cum, he asked her to stop the car. She obliged, but asked for exaplainations. He was serious and reflective: “I am delighted by what you offered me, but tonight I need for enemies to butcher, a bit less for sex”. She perfectly understood. He went out, picked up his axe from the backseats, and disappeared into the night. She was sure the two of them would have met again… she started anew, the dark was whispering its many secrets of…

HEY BUT WHAT WAS THAT??? She braked gnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn and the tires actually smoked like in movies. It was a light!!! A FUCKING LIGHT!!! All in the middle of the meadows!!! She parked outside of the road, then went out of the car… it was a house… a house… there was a family, eating dinner like it was still the seventeenth century. Absurd! Why didn’t the monster attack them yet? Oh, there was the answer: it was invisible to the human eyes in the dark of the night, but she could see it perfectly, since her eyes weren’t human. A circle of protection, enormous and wide, AAAALL around the house, made of blood and filled with glyphs of protection. Not for beginners, definitely. Yet, nothing could keep outside a creature like her. It needed more power than a human could generate, and symbols do NOT create power, they just summon specific functions IF THE POWER IS PROVIDED. There was enough power in that symbol to shield the house from every direction, but not to keep her out. Plus, it was uneffective against humans. Why didn’t the raiders attack them? All of that made her so terribly curious!!! Her first tought was to piss on the glyph, and then leave. Her piss could dispel small sorceries and make them uneffective. They would have went to sleep, convinced to be safe, and then BAM all the monsters would have plunged on them, chopping them to shreds! And they wouldn’t have even understood what just happened! But no, she wanted to have fun herself. And she was too curious about the raiders, how they managed to keep them away. She approached the habitation, and looked inside through the window: a milf, a barely legal couple of twins, a male and a female, and a man. They were all eating supper. She decided on the spot that she wanted some.

In an instant, she kicked the door down, and entered. They all jumpascared, they weren’t expecting it! The girl poured a spoon of supper onto her own dress, terrified, but Nancy didn’t desist. They did not understand what was happening, but the man got up and pointed a knife at her: “You just made a mistake, bitch! I’m a Mada!!!”. Ah, ok, now she got it, how did they found shelter from the raiders: the man was one. She completely ignored him, and headed for the table, tasted the supper, and HOLY FUCK it was SOOOOO GOOOOD, so better than beans and tuna and tomato sauce. She immediately slapped herself. Hard. Nobody disrespects cans of beans and tuna. Nobody. Not even herself. Obviously, they did not understand her behaviour, and remained petrified. She despised them intensely: paesants, what could they understand of the intimate relationship between a girl and her cans of tuna? Bleargh, folksters. Anyway, the soup was delicious. She kept eating it, but the brute didn’t desist from bothering her with shouts and threats. So, she got bored of him, she suddenly slammed the table against the wall, making clear her strenght wasn’t human AT ALL. Then, without a single hesitation, she grabbed him, and then looked at the boy: “Do you mind if I kill your father?”. He stood proud and angry: “He’s not my father! He’s an asshole that fucks my mom! Kill him and I’ll lick your pussy, promise!!!” Nancy was sincerely caught guard down. And she exploded in laughter, she even let the man go, and laughed again, he laughed too, thnking it was over, foretasting the beating he would have performed on that insolent fuckers son of the bitch he was fucking, then…

 

(Nancy, first person) Okaaaaaay no need for cruel details, let’s just say vampires can (like ehm everybody else) grab again somebody they just let go! …and then, well, they suck blood from victims, got it?

 

 

 

She looked at the family, cleaning her own mouth with the fabric of the shirt wore by the man she just… ehm… sucked. They were scared, they did not understand she was a vampire when she entered, but they weren’t crawling down in submission. Indeed, what she beheld left her completely shocked. Mother and daughter, eyes full of hatred, reached for the gangster she just killed, lifted their nightgown, the only dress they had on, and noisily started to urinate on the body. The two ladies, altough linked by blood, weren’t ashamed to share such a twisted, heartfelt revenge. They weren’t just performing a symbolical vengeance, the two streams were full and liberating, messing the blood which still covered the vampire’s victim. She was mesmerized by that, and when a fart escaped the milf, which rised her eyes to the sky for a secon indicating a deep, visceral relief, and then continued to spray her abuser, Nancy literally exploded in a sincere laughter. When the two had finished, they looked at her, with dark eyes filled with a mix of a thousand nameless emotions. She too was impressed. Such a cute family. That night could have turned interesting…

 

Setting on the edge of my seat in anticipation of what happens next.  Have to admit giving myself a little rub while reading thru it. 

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She slapped him, “I’m not that kind of woman!!!”

 

A vampire... in a Jeep,,, with lofty standards... All makes perfect sense to me. haha

This tale borders on insanity I think. Keep it coming...

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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…

Edited November 15, 2019 by spywareonya

[steve25805 125,663]

@spywareonya, what can I say? A perfect mix of eroticism and fantasy world with a pinch of humour. The notion of the boy having to fan away the vampire's farts - the mental picture of it I imagined - brought a smile of amusement to my face. Because someone fanning away someone else's farts is funny. 

I love the vampire's self assured dominance and not giving a fuck attitude - which I see as an aspect of yourself and how you inwardly yearn to be. Man made rules and norms are things you have no respect for unless they are fitting on a deeper level. Without actually hurting anyone you yearn to have a don't give a fuck attitude I think. And Nancy the vampire is an expression of this aspect of yourself. Am I right?

Feel free to correct anything I have wrong.

I loved the pissing on the daughter who ended up liking it, and the wet carpet scene, for it's erotic value but also because it hinted at so much more.

[Peefreak99 3,720]

This chapter is very good. It made me reflect on things.... the end told me that to get rewarded you need to do whatever it takes ( got this thought when i found out that the vampire pee made them imune to monsters) did i get the right message?. 

[Sweets 4,516]

The story just keeps getting better. I actually enjoy reading naughty stores over watching porn sometimes. I have a very vivid imagination, your is writing is so good. I get a very clear picture in my mind.  

I love how she picks the daughter over the other 2 more willing.  The most seeming  innocent one   

[nopjans 1,178]

This is a wonderful, imaginative, and layered story. I can’t wait for the next chapters to be published. 

[Chicklover99 566]

Great story and very well written I’m looking forward to all the future chapters 

[hyde07 200]

Good to have you back nancy ❤

[spywareonya 37,961]

On 11/15/2019 at 4:45 PM, steve25805 said:

@spywareonya, what can I say? A perfect mix of eroticism and fantasy world with a pinch of humour. The notion of the boy having to fan away the vampire's farts - the mental picture of it I imagined - brought a smile of amusement to my face. Because someone fanning away someone else's farts is funny. 

I love the vampire's self assured dominance and not giving a fuck attitude - which I see as an aspect of yourself and how you inwardly yearn to be. Man made rules and norms are things you have no respect for unless they are fitting on a deeper level. Without actually hurting anyone you yearn to have a don't give a fuck attitude I think. And Nancy the vampire is an expression of this aspect of yourself. Am I right?

Feel free to correct anything I have wrong.

I loved the pissing on the daughter who ended up liking it, and the wet carpet scene, for it's erotic value but also because it hinted at so much more.

You are absolutely right. Nancy is both silly and very dark, because darkness is a natural reaction/reflection of the fact tha life allows beings to do each Others things which we are not yet tough enough to enjoy properly, yet it does. Let me explain better: plants are not yet evolved enough to eat living beings (like they will do when they evolve to the level of animals) yet they can be (and they ARE) eaten by animals. 

Animals cannot yet think like humans but can be "on the receiving end" of intelligence: they are bred, trained, cooked, and so on. Our intelligence led to both hamburgers and the attitude of having pets. Humans spent the Past fighting and we suffered a lot because we abused violence, but violence remains a part of existence, it's just that we abused it, this did not turn it into something wrong, WE exaggerated but it remains a tool, NOT a thing good or evil. So we aren't yet ready to live in a world full of violence like the jungle: as flawed as we are, we would resort to hate as soon as a monkey throw us some poo or a hyppo steps on our stuff… we did not got away from the jungle only to have a better life. ALSO, yes obviously, we aim for the stars, it is right: but we ALSO got away from the jungle because we cannot suffer without getting angry

This is a LIMIT

We will have to learn how to take a "joke" (even Death, if seen through the lens of the infinitely vast universe) without getting exceedingly angry. A bit yes, nobody wanna lose: but we get philosophically insulted when we suffer, and this is immature

My goal in life is to demolish EVERY dualism, this is why I worship Death: and this is why Nancy is also silly: because just one other limit I wanna crush is the one which prevents us from simply mindlessly dancing barefooted along the tunes of Life

When we let go perceived insult within life's chaos, a lot of room remains for being silly and happy!!! And this is why she is funny too (and I am, myself)

On 11/15/2019 at 6:39 PM, Peefreak99 said:

This chapter is very good. It made me reflect on things.... the end told me that to get rewarded you need to do whatever it takes ( got this thought when i found out that the vampire pee made them imune to monsters) did i get the right message?. 

Yes, but not only: everytime you end up hitting against a rock-hard place, you recover empowered. Life is a game: what hurts you, makes you stronger. Only being defeated by evil weakens you: this is why evil must be fought with intelligence and anger (in this order: intelligence more than callousness, plain and rude payback is often clumsy)

On 11/15/2019 at 9:12 PM, Sweets said:

The story just keeps getting better. I actually enjoy reading naughty stores over watching porn sometimes. I have a very vivid imagination, your is writing is so good. I get a very clear picture in my mind.  

I love how she picks the daughter over the other 2 more willing.  The most seeming  innocent one   

I am delighted you appreciate su much my stories, because you are hot as fuck and I love to interact with you. You arrived here more or less when I started to be temporarily absent and thus you did not had too many chanes to know me, nor me to know you: but we'll fix that!!!

On 11/15/2019 at 9:46 PM, nopjans said:

This is a wonderful, imaginative, and layered story. I can’t wait for the next chapters to be published. 

I post new chapters fater having had enough interaction about the previous ones: so now  is gonna be published another one

On 11/16/2019 at 8:07 AM, Chicklover99 said:

Great story and very well written I’m looking forward to all the future chapters 

Coming right up!!!

On 11/16/2019 at 7:51 PM, hyde07 said:

Good to have you back nancy ❤

It's good to be back!!! Sorry about the absence, I'll restart everything soon, PMs included!!!

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This is gonna be chapter FOUR

IF ANY OF YOU missed the previous ones, read them or it would look like a bit "all of a sudden"

The following chapter will delve a bit more into the Arrival world background, never forget this is a therapy book so it has a plot, actually, and this chapter will explain many things about the vampires

Hope you like it

Currently I am still at chapter 14 written, but gonna write again as soon as things unfold

Meanwhile have fun with this one!!!

 

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Yes try, I'll see if I can add to the story. I'll now posted the fourth chapter, but after it you can add to the chat about it, including asking. I cannot promise anything since the book is written already and I am publishing chapters here on this site, but I obviously try to modify chapters I haven't yet posted so to add what you ask for, unless it simply misses to fit...

Edited November 18, 2019 by spywareonya

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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…

Edited November 18, 2019 by spywareonya

[speedy3471 10,655]

Just read all the previous chapters, I love the story so far. So dark yet humourous at times with the right amount of porn mixed in. You have a vivid imagination and know how to put your thoughts into words. Very well done.

I look forward to the coming chapters 

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14 minutes ago, speedy3471 said:

Just read all the previous chapters, I love the story so far. So dark yet humourous at times with the right amount of porn mixed in. You have a vivid imagination and know how to put your thoughts into words. Very well done.

I look forward to the coming chapters 

Then check the one immediately just posted!!!

I am happy you loved them, I am shaping them to reveal very personal facets of myself...

Love you Speedy, so marvellous to see you again...

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1 minute ago, spywareonya said:

 

Love you Speedy, so marvellous to see you again...

Iam glad to your back as well. Well done, chapter 4 was great. A good insite to Nancy and the monsters who roam the earth now

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17 minutes ago, spywareonya said:

 

 

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

 

Can't wait to see how a horny vampire plays with humans 😈

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25 minutes ago, speedy3471 said:

Iam glad to your back as well. Well done, chapter 4 was great. A good insite to Nancy and the monsters who roam the earth now

 

15 minutes ago, speedy3471 said:

Can't wait to see how a horny vampire plays with humans 😈

Yes, this is gonna become much important and big. Following chapters will house things of absurd magnitude which will enter my darkest regions, and will need ALL of the love people are willing to give me!!!

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Iam send you a whole bunch of love

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I love this

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23 minutes ago, speedy3471 said:

Iam send you a whole bunch of love

 

20 minutes ago, Peefreak99 said:

I love this

Limitlessly thank you both!!!

As soon as enogh people will have read the chapter, new ones will flow!!! More or less one per day, unless it gets shunned for people not logging in, in which case I'll just wait for a day more

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I very much like the idea of a hot female genetically enhanced super human genocidal killing machine that after drinking enough blood turns into a pissing machine and has a piss fetish.. 🤤🙂

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Sorry finally got sometime to read your last chapter.  Work gets in the way of my fun 🙄.  ❤️❤️❤️   Loving every chapter.   

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On 11/15/2019 at 6:12 AM, spywareonya said:

in the Arrival world nobody is producing gunpowder anymore because materials ran out during the Arrival War

It's easy to make.  From the song by Leslie Fish

Quote

Give me charcoal to the measure two.
Send the bullet where you want it to.
Give me sulfur to the measure three.
Make that powder gonna keep you free.
Give me saltpetre, measure fifteen.
Sweetest shootin' that you've ever seen.

Black powder and alcohol
When the states and the cities fall.
When your back's against the wall,
Black powder and alcohol.

Maybe sulfur is hard to find in the arrival world.