Fluffy the Vampire Hunter
in;
Misspent Youth
By Marcus
Disclaimer
Any
relationship between the characters in this story to people living or dead is
purely coincidental. This story is for entertainment value only. I am receiving
no financial remuneration. It contains VERY ADULT content and is not intended
for children, if easily offended, please go read something else. It is, of
course, purely a work of fiction with no possible connection with reality. So,
if you're a thousand year old, shape shifting demon who likes to suck down
breast milk and then pork cute little vampire slayers, you never read this
story, Okay.
Featuring characters created by Orb.
Check out his stories at www.superstoies net and Mr X’s web-site ‘stories’
section. They're all excellent.
Previous Orb stories pertaining to
this one;
Fluffy vs. The Order
Fluffy vs. The Order: Part 2
Le Voleur
Fluffy
lay helplessly on her bed, sweat poring off her naked, suffering body, her
straining face purple with effort as she was forced to push yet another huge,
slimy, writhing slug out of her raw and over stretched vagina. The thing was much too big for her! She
gripped handfuls of bedding, flung back her blonde head and screamed in agony.
Would this torment never end? Then, grunting and gritting her teeth, she
finally managed to expel the disgusting creature, which landed with a ‘plop!’
between her legs amongst a wriggling pile of its fellows. Fluffy took a few
deep breaths, then, catching her by surprise, the involuntary contractions
started all over again. “Oh NO!! Nooo please!!!... I CAN’T TAKE THIS
ANYMORE... NOOOO!! Then, she woke up.
Fluffy
sprang up in bed covered in sweat and shaking uncontrollably. “God! What a horrible nightmare!” She
said, hugging herself, shivering and rubbing her folded arms. In the soft light
of her bedside lamp Fluffy was an alluring sight. A tall, blonde girl of 21 she
had the face of an angel, big blue eyes and the slim body of a dancer. Because
the night was warm she was only wearing a pyjama top and some white panties.
She had kicked down her bedclothes during her feverish tossing and turning and
any watching voyeur could have admired the long, well toned legs on display.
Also her top was unbuttoned and her small, shapely breasts could be seen,
glistening with perspiration.
She
got out of bed, and made her way to the bathroom to get a drink of water to
calm her nerves. After she had switched on the light and pored herself a glass,
she studied herself in the bathroom mirror.
Remembering
her bloated belly in the dream she ran an exploratory hand over her smooth, tight
abdomen as if to reassure herself that this
was reality. As she cupped her pert, high breasts another part of the dream
flashed vividly back to her. She and Kelly, her younger sister, had been compelled
to yank upon each other’s breasts until they were dangling down to their hips.
Hmm, that proved it was a dream. Things like that just couldn’t happen!
As
she walked back across the hall she noticed that her sister’s night lite was
on, and she was sure she could faintly here the sound of sobbing coming from
within. “Kelly are you okay?” She asked, poking her head around the door. Her
younger sister was sat up in bed a pink negligee, Kelly was an 18 year old
version of Fluffy, albeit with darker hair. Her pretty face was screwed up and
tearful. “Oh Fluffy, ahh-huh, I just had the most horrid dream.” Fluffy rushed
to the bed and put an arm around her sister’s shoulders “There, there, Kelly.
It’s okay now. You’re safe now! I’m here I’m here!” This seemed to calm the
distressed girl down a little and she laid her head on Fluffy’s breast. “It was
awful! I was in bed... but I had this really big stomach and I was giving
birth... but not to babies, to horrible, big, slug things, one after another,
an- and this creep was filming it all... and there was nothing I could do about
it. Ohhh and it was all so real. What a horrible dream!” Luckily for Kelly she
couldn’t see the look of shock and concern on her big sister’s face. “Wow! So
we’ve both had exactly the same dream. This can’t be good. Maybe it’s
like a premonition or some thing. I’ll have to see Glenda about this tomorrow.”
The
next morning, inside a large Victorian style mansion in a quite part of
Snowydale, an elegant looking, dark haired woman reclined in a large leather
chair and studied a sheaf of papers. This was Glenda, as well as being Fluffy’s
guardian and advisor in her battle against evil Glenda was also a powerful
white witch. She was a strikingly good looking woman in her mid thirties with
long black hair and a whistle worthy figure, all wrapped up tightly today in a dark blouse and a charcoal knee length
pencil skirt. At this moment she was studying the latest report from the
Council of Guardians. It appeared they had received warning that a notorious
incubus; Le Voleur (The Thief) has been summoned by Fluffy’s arch enemy The
Countess to destroy the vampire hunter.
As
she re-read the report again, whilst sipping her morning tea, Glenda considered
that there was little chance that Le Voleur could succeed in seducing her, as
she was a confirmed lesbian. But the boy mad Fluffy and Kelly were another
matter entirely. Those two would definitely need protecting, both from the
demon and from themselves. She decided that it would be best to begin preparations
by getting together all the amulets and charms necessary to vanquish this
monster, in case it did decide to make an appearance. She was about to descend
into her basement, which contained her arsenal of supernatural weapons, when
the door bell rang.
Answering
it she was surprised and delighted to see Fluffy standing on her door step in
what vaguely resembled a cheer leader outfit. “Ah Fluffy, just the girl I
wanted to see, Come in. Come in.” As Fluffy stepped inside Glenda couldn’t help
but feel that there was something different about Fluffy today. The way she
walked seemed more sensual, her whole body language more assured and confident.
Glenda suddenly found herself finding Fluffy even more mouth wateringly
desirable than usual. Indeed Glenda had had a real problem from the very
beginning with her assigned task of tutoring and training the nubile blonde
college coed. In that her feelings for Fluffy, (that is to say her physical
feelings for Fluffy) were very strong. Okay... let's be honest here... she
fancied the pants of her! But being British and all uptight and reserved she
had never done anything about it.
These
feelings weren’t helped when Fluffy nonchalantly bent over in front of her to
pick a cookie from a low table thus treating Glenda to a front row view of her
shapely thighs and prime ripe ass. In fact they came rushing back to Glenda at
full strength and she found herself flushing with embarrassment and suppressed
desire. The room suddenly felt very warm and closed.
“Listen
dear, I’ve just got to go and get some of my occult protection charms from the
basement… (Actually this was just an excuse by Glenda to get some air and a
chance to get a firmer grip on herself.) And then we need to talk.” “Uh huh.”
said Fluffy, nibbling away on her cookie. When the attractive white witch
turned back around again she was astonished to see that Fluffy had stripped off
her top and Glenda was starting at two perky, up turned breasts. Glenda gawped
in surprise at the half naked girl. “Fluffy! What on earth do you think you are
doing? Put something on, girl, for goodness sake!” Fluffy’s only reply was to
reach for the elasticised waist band of her short skirt. “I just want to show
you something.” She then pulled her rah rah skirt straight down. “What do you think
of this?” She asked. “Blarghhh!” replied Glenda.
At
eight that evening a tall figure made its way up the path to the Winter’s sister’s
house and rang the doorbell. (Fluffy had been made legally responsible for her
younger sibling after the tragic death of her mother.)
Kelly
open the door and her face immediately split into a wide chipmunk cheeked
smile. “Hiya Glenda, come in. Fluffy... Glenda’s here and your taxi’s just
pulled up and you’re STILL not ready!!” As Glenda stepped into the hallway she
heard the rapid, heavy, Clump! Clump! Clump! of Fluffy running down the stairs.
Fluffy
was dressed in a silver micro mini that just about covered her knickers as long
as there wasn’t any breeze. Her unsupported breasts jiggled merrily around,
just about managing to remain inside the low cut halter top. She had clipped
some big round earrings in and her hair was done up into two big blonde
brunches on either side of her head which, combined with her high, squeaky
voice had prompted Kelly earlier to liken her to a blonde Minnie Mouse. If this
was the case, then this was a Minnie that would not be short of admiring
Mickeys. “Hi Glenda... same routine as last Tuesday. Supper’s in the kitchen.
I’ll be back around twelve. And make sure Kelly does her home work before she
goes to bed.” this last instruction was greeted by a stuck out tongue by her
kid sister.
Fluffy
had expected a look of disapprobation from her prudish guardian at her choice
of outfit, but instead she was sure she caught a quick flash of some kind of
weird, hungry lust in Glenda’s half closed eyes. No, she must have imagined it.
(Truth be told Fluffy still had a lot of unresolved issues about her attractive
guardian, a school girl crush that was showing no sigh of fading with time.)
None of which was help when Glenda gave her a quick peck on the cheek as she
was going out. Fluffy hoped she wouldn't notice how quickly she blushed red.
“You have a good time, dear. I’ll baby sit Kelly for you.”
“I’m
not a baby” Sulked Kelly. “Indeed your not.” replied Glenda taking in the
figure of the tall teen, scantily clad in a cropped, tight cotton top that
emphases her pert, thrusting little breasts and snug white shorts showing off
her long, slim legs.
As
Fluffy made her way towards the taxi she felt a trickle of pussy juice running
down her long smooth thigh. “God! You are such a lezzie!” She mentally
scolded herself. “Get over it!!” She flung herself angry into the back
of the cab. “The Brass nightclub please.” She saw the figure of Glenda framed
in the door way watching her depart and then darkness as the door closed and
her taxi sped off into the night.
Back
inside the house Kelly lay on her stomach on the floor swinging her pretty legs
back and forth and watching a pop video promo on MTV. She knew that her guardian
disapproved of modern music so when she noticed Glenda re-enter the room and
insert a CD into the music centre she thought “Oh no! She's going to force me
to ‘appreciate’ some classical music again.” Her bottom lip turned down
in a sulky pout. “Kelly dear, switch that off now please.” Kelly made a wry
face, but obediently switched off the TV. “Now, I thought you might like to
listen to this.” So saying she pointed the remote at the music centre. To
Kelly’s surprise, instead of the Debussy or Chopin that she had been expecting
what blared out of it was a sexy, hip hop beat that would be more at home in a
lap dancing bar than a concert hall. Kelly regarded Glenda with a quizzical
expression on her face as her guardian crossed her elegant legs, smiled at her
and said “What do you think Kelly? Why don’t you dance to it for me, my pretty?”
No sooner had these words left her lips than Kelly was seized by an
irresistible compulsion to obey. Before she even knew what she was doing she
had jumped to her feet and was swaying her lissom body to the beat, trying her
best to out do her idols Britney or Christina in a provocative display.
Kelly
knew that as a white witch Glenda had the power to cast a spell of this kind,
but she also knew that she was honour bound never to use her powers on innocent
people. The panicking teen now had a horrible suspicion that the person on the
settee was not the real Glenda. A suspicion confirmed seconds later by her next
command. “Hmnn your doing great, Kelly. Very sexy. Shake that booty girl. Strip
for me Kelly... STRIP!!” Now Kelly knew she was in REAL trouble! She was quite
literally entertaining a stranger, compelled to obey her every command.
As
if they had a life of their own Kelly found her hands reaching for her skimpy
top and pulling it off over her head. She shook her long hair free and found
herself unable to stop them as they next the made their way down to grip the
sides if her shorts and slowly began to peel them down.
At
the Brass disco Fluffy was perched unsteady on one of the high round seats by
the bar, flirting with Brad, one of the Snowydale high quarterbacks. Fluffy
thought he was a total hottie and judging by the way Brad’s squinting eyes kept
flicking from Fluffy’s thighs to her décolletage and back he was equally
enamoured of her. It was like SO unfair! Fluffy was a highly sexed young
girl and had been gagging for a good screw for years, but her superhuman powers
depended upon her purity and virginity. So, NO SEX. NOT EVER, NEVER, EVER, NEVER!! Sometimes she could
just scream with frustration. But to keep the world safe from vampires and
werewolfs it was essential that she guard her own virtue all cost, and, of
course, that of Kelly as well.
At
that moment what Fluffy didn’t know was that Kelly’s virtue was in extreme
jeopardy. Like a modern equivalent of Salome's seven veils a trail of clothes;
a Pink cotton top, white hipster shorts. White bra, white panties, white socks
and pumps led across the living room floor to where a nude Kelly was performing
a lewd display in front of a gloating Glenda. Kelly was bent over backwards,
one hand resting on the floor for support, the other massaging in and around
her vulva as her long legs thrust her gyrating hips high up in the air. Her
long, brown hair was brushing the floor behind her and her upside down face was
a picture of panic and confusion. The fake Glenda enthusiastically applauded
this involuntary erotic performance.
“My, my, Kelly, I
would say that you had a great future ahead of you as a stripper, but... well...
to be brutally honest... you have actually very little future left at all. But
let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Stand up dear!” Kelly obeyed. “Go and stand
over by the wall.” Again the entranced girl did as she was told. It would have
been a hard heart then that would not have taken pity on the poor girl as she
stood there, naked as the day she was born, shivering with fear, her eyes as
large as a scared rabbit.
“Well…
enough fun and games Kelly, let’s get down to business shall we? In case you
haven’t yet guessed, I’m not Glenda. Glenda is still at home, she’s feeling her
age these days, I’m afraid. I am called Le Voleur; the thief, and what I steal
is youth and beauty, and who I steal it from is silly little fools like you!”
Kelly
stood paralysed, her heart fluttering, trying desperately to send out a
telepathic S.O.S to Fluffy “Come home Fluffy! Please come home! Please!”
Le Voleur had arose from the settee and was removed her jacket. “Since you were
kind enough to do that little striptease for me, I think it is only fair for me
to return the favour. I’m sure you’ve always wanted to check out what your guardian’s
body looked like anyway, it’s sort of a girl’s thing, right?”
So
saying she unbuttoned her silk blouse, pulled it out of her skirt and tossed it
onto the settee. Next she unclipped her bra and shrugged out of it. Kelly
couldn't help but admire the older woman's trim body and large firm breasts.
“Of course, the real Glenda doesn’t look much like this anymore… I left
her a little... the worse for wear so to speak, and I’m different from
her in other respects as well…” She said, unfastening her skirt. “Let me show
you." With that she whipped off her skirt. Kelly eyes goggled out of her
head in astonishment. It was not the well toned, shapely legs in black
stockings and suspenders that magnetically drew her gaze, but the gargantuan
penis and horse sized testicles between them. Kelly’s mouth dropped open in
shock, and out flopped a grotesquely long mutant tongue. “Blerghhh!!” Went
Kelly, which said it all.
Le
Voleur had come, and gone; lying prone on the floor the naked Glenda now
resembled her own grandmother. Her hair was grey, her tits were sucked out skin
bags, and her body looked as if she had been on a starvation diet for the last
six months. She groaned and rolled over slowly regaining her senses, she
realised that she’d been ruined forever by the sex demon’s brutal assault. But
that wasn’t important! Would she still be able to save Fluffy and Kelly who
were obviously to be the main targets of its attack? Slowly she managed to
crawl her way across the room towards the phone. Her every movement an
incredible effort. Her ancient eyes could hardly make out the time on the
clock. Was she still in time? With a great effort she levered herself to her
feet by hanging onto a sideboard cabinet and seized the ‘phone. Luckily she had
made a note of the ‘phone number of the ‘Brass’ night club where Fluffy had
planned to go tonight. It was only when someone answered her that she
discovered how difficult it was for her to speak with her new freakish tongue.
“Come
here Kelly!” Unable to disobey the naked teen walked slowly over to stand
trembling in front of this bizarre composite creature. Something with her
guardian Glenda’s body and the cock of king Kong. “Would you like to be a bit
older than you are now...? Like, Fluffy’s age, perhaps?” “Yesp!” said the
entranced beauty, struggling to enunciate with her new tongue and discovering
that while under this creature’s spell she was compelled to tell the truth.
“Well,
I think I can arrange that for you. Time to pop your cherry, Kelly!” it spread its
legs wide, the huge, rock hard penis jutting up towards the ceiling. Then Le
Voleur took hold of Kelly's hips and positioned her lithe, compliant body so
that the ugly head of its glans was directly below her tight virginal pussy.
Le
Voleur then wrapped its arms around Kelly’s slim, pale body and dragged her
roughly down onto it. Kelly squeaked like a mouse as the huge tool penetrated
all the way up to her cervix. The young virgin’s maidenhead was busted, but
good. “Aww sorry darling... Did that hurt? Never mind!” It cooed in false
sympathy. "Well, so much for your virginity. So much for becoming a big
deal super heroine like your sister as well, I think. Bwhaw haw haw!”
“And
now I’m going to have my fun! I’m going to fuck you and fuck you, Kelly, and
you're going to love it! However, at the same time, you’ll be rapidly ageing at
the rate of about a year per minute. So I’ll leave it up to you to imagine what
you’ll look like in an hour from now!” The creature was so incredibly vile that
it even sniggered at the look of stark terror on Kelly’s pretty face as she
realised the horrible fate that was in store for her.
“Nbooo!!”
moaned the helpless Kelly as she struggled feebly in the demon’s tight grip.
The creature then began to pump her up and down on its massive cock and Kelly,
gasping, her eyes tightly closed, shuddered at the waves of obscene ecstasy
that began to run through her body. She tried to fight the mindless greed to be
fucked like this that they awoke in her, but it was no use. Down through the
ages, many young virgins just like Kelly had tried, and they had all failed.
And so, finally, she collapsed, all resistance gone, in wanton surrender. Her
arms encircled her violator's shoulders, her head resting on it’s neck giving
little whimpers and mewls of pleasure as it shifted it’s position slightly,
gripping Kelly's little peach of a backside tightly in it’s hands so that it’s
now willing victim could spread her smooth legs wide apart and wrap them around
her demon master’s waist, thus allowing it greater access to drive even deeper
into her. “God I love this job!” murmured the demon.
For
the next ten minutes the insatiable demon continued fucking away, always
inserting its ever growing cock further and further up into poor Kelly,
stretching her vagina well beyond its elastic limit and filling her in a way no
mortal man ever could. Kelly was completely gone by now, moaning and begging
for further defilement, her mind and soul enslaved to this demonic spell of
lust. In fact, so hopelessly in the creature’s evil thrall was she that she did
every depraved thing she could think of in an effort to please her new master.
Whilst all the time, a little voice in the back of her mind was screaming...
“This is a nightmare! You're being raped! And you can feel yourself getting
older and older with every passing second! Help! Fluffy where are you? Fluffy!?!”
Kelly
was starting to pay the price for her unholy pleasure ride. Slowly her slim
teenaged body had filled out and she now had the voluptuous body of a fully
grown woman in her late twenties. And that was not the only change in Kelly
physique.
“Goodness
Kelly, what a big girl you’ve become!” Exclaimed the demon. And indeed she had!
The youngest Winters sister looked down in dazed amazement to discover she now
possessed a magnificent pair of 48 double D size breasts which were wobbling
about as her uncontrollably writhing tongue coated them with slobber. Le
Voleur’s magic had forced the helpless girl’s tits into a completely unnatural
growth spurt. Kelly was alarmed to see that she was also lactating!
White droplets of Milk leaking from her swollen nipples. "This is insane!”
Thought Kelly “This can't be happening to me. It’s all a bad dream… It must
be!” Kelly gave a little cry as Le Voleur squeezed on her left breast and a
stream of milk shot out of her nipple and across the room. “Hmnnn, we’d better
relieve some of the pressure in these big udders, don't you think?” Kelly
didn’t understand what the fiend meant by that until she saw it bent its head
to feed “Oh God! Oh NOOOO! Fluffy HELP!! HELP!! SAVE ME!!
“Which
one’s Fluffy?” yelled one of the bar staff to a regular “The hot little blonde
over there in the mini dress and the brunches.” “Right” he shouted over the din
“Tell her she’s got a ‘phone call.” They managed to attract Fuffy’s attention
and she came scampering over. “Phone call for you. Someone called Glenba or
something... Sounds drunk.”
“Glenda."
Thought Fluffy. “Had Kelly been misbehaving again? If she had, then non
physical chastisement laws or not, she was going over Fluffy’s knee for a good
bare bottomed spanking. (Now, just hold that
image in your mind gentle reader.)
“Hi
this is Fluffy. Who is this? ” “Flubby… Kelli n daber” stammered a strange
voice down the line. “Glenda is that you? Are you okay?” “Bo tim to
eplaine...gob om...KELLI N DABER!!” Glenda’s voice sounded very strange and
slurred, it was difficult to make out what she was saying, in fact, it sounded
like she’d had a stroke or something. “Glenda what’s wrong? You sound...” “Nboo!
don’t bover abut me... Gob... save Kelli!!” Fluffy finally got the
message. A cold chill ran through her at the thought of her kid sister in
danger. “Right, I’m on my way!” “Fubsy don’t look at iss...” But it was too
late, Fluffy was gone.
Kelly
meanwhile, was trapped in a nightmare from which there seemed no awakening. One
of her breasts had already been completely drained by this vile, horrible
creature and was now hanging down to her waist, an ugly, deflated sack. The
thing was now busy guzzling away on the second one “Ah Kelly, you're good to
the last drop.” It chuckled, and as Le Volure/Glenda leaned back Kelly saw with
disgust that its mouth was splattered with Kelly’s own milk. Kelly looked down
at her ruined breasts and immediately burst into tears.
Le
Voleur laughed cruelly “Yes... all floppy floppy now, aren’t we? Still, there,
there, Kelly... never mind. Oh no,
don’t cry, don’t cry, you’re in your late thirties now. Women of your age don’t
cry.”
So
saying it flung it’s sobbing victim to the floor in an excess of passion and
continued to fondle and caress her, sliding it’s long, thick, slimy cock in and
out of Kelly’s, by now, over stretched and dripping pussy. Then Le Voleur
grabbed hold of Kelly’s legs and began to hammer its self deeper and deeper
inside the writhing girl. “Here comes the big 4.0. Kelly!” “Noooo!
Fluffy save me!!” Screamed her rapidly aging victim.
Fluffy
was running down the street as fast as her high heeled slip-ons could carry
her. As she neared her house and rushed up the path she could here her sister’s
orgasmic gasps and moans. She kicking open the door and stood stock still,
stunned by the bizarre tableau before her. On the living room floor her sister
lay on her back stark naked, her legs up in the air, whilst a pair of shapely,
female buttocks pistoned rapidly up and down between them. Fluffy was
astonished to see that, regardless of whichever gender Kelly attacker appeared
to be, they were equipped with a massive set of cock and balls which they were
using to ream out her sister.
Becoming
aware of this intrusion Kelly’s violator slowly turned its head to regard this
new arrival. It took Fluffy only a second to realise from the look of pure
malevolence on its face, that this was definitely not the real Glenda.
“Ah, Fluffy the vampire hunter, at
last we meet! Your sister was just keeping me entertained until you arrived.”
The
apparition arose and Fluffy gasped at the sight of the monstrosity between
Glenda’s sleek thighs. She found she couldn’t look away. Fluffy felt her tongue
swelling in her mouth and some instinct warned her that a powerful mind
controlling magic was at work here. She quickly shut her eyes to blot out the
hypnotic sight of that huge cock and balls and turning around made her way
blindly out through the front door. “Time to retreat, and come back and save
Kelly when I’ve got a plan.” She thought. Fluffy had not got half way down the
path when a voice in her head commanded “FLUFFY... STOP!” and she was brought
up sharp. Her legs would no longer obey her. “FLUFFY... RETURN TO ME!” the
voice ordered next, and like a helpless marionette Fluffy had to turn around
and walk stiffly back into the house.
Having
to once again confront this evil creature Fluffy tried desperately to stare it
in the eyes rather than between its legs. This however, was no good, for the
eyes held her prisoner with the same dominating hypnotic will that had caught
her outside. Fluffy saw that behind this fake Glenda’s shoulder Kelly was
crawling along the carpet trying to get away. Fluffy noticed not only the two
large, empty tit bags that she was dragging along the floor but also that her
sister’s face had been radically altered as well. Kelly now looked a good
twenty years older than she should do, in fact, she now looked more like
Fluffy’s dear departed mother than her younger sister.
“What
have you done to her?” She demanded. Well, actual, “Whab ugh dong wig blargh!”
was what she actually said, as a two foot long tongue came lolling out of her
mouth.
“Ah,
my dear, I’m afraid your conversational skills will be a little limited from
now on. Still, who wants a pretty girl like you to speak anyway, eh?… KNEEL
DOWN FLUFFY!” Like she’d been chopped at the back of her knees Fluffy
helplessly complied. The ersatz Glenda walked towards her when, out of the
corner of its eye, it spotted Kelly scrambling desperately away.
“Kelly…
SLEEP!” It commanded, and the naked girl collapsed into an unconscious heap.
“Now
then Fluffy, OPEN WIDE!” Fluffy did so, and without even being told to began to
suck on the shaft of Le Voleur’s penis.
“That’s
a good girl….” said the demon as the blonde head began to bob backwards and
forwards “What a sweet girl you are. I’ll bet you liked your guardian a lot,
didn’t you? I’ll bet you never imagined you’d be doing this to her.”
“Gobble... Gobble... Gobble!” said
Fluffy, her tongue snaking round it’s cock like a serpent. “Hmnn yes indeed, my
dear, ‘Gobble, Gobble, Gobble!’”
When
Le Voleur decided that it had had enough of the Fluffy blow job special it drew
back. “That’s enough, my dear. Now, take off you clothes.” Fluffy obediently
arose, unzipped her tiny dress, shrugged off the shoulder straps and let it
fall to the floor. Then she kicked off her shoes before peeling down and
stepping out of her white panties. Now completely naked, she stood to
attention.
“Hmnn,
didn’t go out in much, did we?” mused Le Voleur sarcastically. “Tramp!”
It
began walking around Fluffy “My! What a little beauty you are!” It said
admiringly “But… not for much longer.” it add more ominously.
“But
where are my manners? We haven't even been properly introduced yet, have we? I
am the arch demon, Le Voleur, and do you know what I do to little girls like
you?” Fluffy shook her head, unable to take her eyes off Le Voleur’s
approaching cock. “I suck out all their life force. I rob them of all their
youth and beauty and leave them exhausted, shrivelled up old hags. And that is
just what I am going to do to you!”
Le
Voleur stepped back, enjoying the look of shocked horror on the immobilised
slayer’s face. “So tell me, just how much of a threat to the forces of darkness
is an eighty year old vampire slayer with no super strength going to be, do you
think?”
The
smirking monster then walked back over to where Kelly’s prone body lay “Now
then, to answer the question you asked me before you were so kind as to give me
some head. What have I done to your little sis here? Well…” It said, nudging
one of Kelly’s deflated tit sacks with the toe of one black shoe. “For a start,
I’ve sucked out your sister’s tits.” She looked up, goading the helpless
Fluffy. “That’s right. I sucked out you're precious little sister’s tits! What
do you think of that?” Fluffy could only glower at her in impotent rage.
“I’ve
also fed on her, which has aged her. Oh, not by much, only about thirty years
or so.” She bent to caress the sleeping girl’s body. “As you can see, Kelly’s
now starting to look a little bit long in the tooth as they say.” Le Voleur
ran its hands along Kelly's now broad, heavy hips and grabbed a handful of fat
on the full, flabby ass. “Over the hill, I’d say…” The hands then continued
downwards, now stroking Kelly's thick thighs. “Hmm, and starting to get a bit
of a cellulite problem here to. It’s not a pretty sight, is it? I think short
skirts are definitely out for a woman by the time she gets to this age, don’t
you? Le Voleur stood up again, continuing her verbal condemnation of Kelly’s
transformed body. “Yes… I’m afraid your sister’s well past her prime now!”
“You
biltch! Yu’ll pay fo wht you’ve dwon t’my slister! I’ll rip your wotten
heart owt, (slobber!) yo ev’l cow!” Yelled Fluffy. “You're in no position to
make threats, Fluffy bunny kins. I can control your mind just as easily as I
control your body. Why do you think I chose this particular form before I made
my move on you? It was because I knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me if I
transformed myself into the image of your guardian. Come on, admit it, you’ve
fancied her for years. Just the thought of making love to her is making you wet
isn’t it?” Compelled to honesty by Le Voleur's spell Fluffy could only nod her
head sheepishly in guilty assent.
The
succubus in the form of Glenda now stood in front of Fluffy, caressing her
naked shoulders and continuing to hold her attention with its big hypnotic
eyes. “Now, be honest with me, my pretty one, you don’t mind sacrificing all of
your youth and beauty to me, do you?”
“
Nbo!” Slurred the mesmerised Fluffy dreamily, her arms going around Le Voleur's
shoulders in a loving embrace. “Hmnn” It purred. “That’s nice dear.” Kissing
the entranced girl as Fluffy elongated tongue slavered disgustingly all over its
face. “And I understand your powers depend on you being a virgin? Well,
isn’t that’s just too bad!” It said. Seizing the pale naked girl in its
supernaturally strong hands. The entranced fluffy wrapped both her slim legs
around Le Voleur's waist as if eager for her own violation.
The
tip of the huge organ pressed up against Fluffy’s vulva as Le Voleur clutched
her buttocks tightly and dragged her down onto it. Its cock was like a medieval
battering ram besieging Fluffy’s castle portcullis. It drove up into her once,
twice, something was bound to give. Fluffy could feel her hymen tearing as Le
Voleur sank its sword up to the hilt inside her. She gave a little whimper of
pain and Le Voleur patted her on the back of her head “There, there.” It said.
“They all make that noise. That’s your super powers gone for good. Now for your
youth. Hmnn you know Fluffy, you're every bit as tight as your sister was... I
stretched her out quite a bit and now time to stretch you out to.” Fluffy felt
the cock inside her growing larger and larger as she moaned in helpless
ecstasy. She tried to resist, but I was no good, Fluffy’s body had been starved
of a good screw for years and now it would NOT be denied. She began to wriggle
around and hump her hips up and down clutching the false Glenda even closer to
her. “Yes... that’s it, if defeat is inevitable, you may as well enjoy it, eh?”
Time
passed as the supernatural rape of our spunky young heroine continued. Now Le
Voleur spoke again. “You're in your late twenties already, Fluffy. But you
don’t care do you?” The blonde head swung swiftly from side to side, her eyes
closed, Fluffy body was now slick with sweat and she was hopelessly lost in an
orgasmic world of her own. “Good!” Gloated the evil arch fiend. “Because I’m
going to fuck you right into your dotage!”
Le
Voleur's magic was having exactly the same effect on Fluffy as it had had on
her sister. Fluffy’s modest size boobs had grown and grown until now they were
a bra busting, 50 plus Double D pair of monsters, squashing against the demonic
succubus’s chest as it fucked away at the blonde slayer. Fluffy’s breasts would
never have grown this large naturally; it was all part of Le Voleur weird spell
that had caused then to expand to such a gargantuan size. Their skin looked
tight as a drum and they were obviously now straining to bursting point with milk.
“Goodness,
look at the size of these hooters!” exclaimed the fake Glenda, one slim hand
caressing Fluffy’s huge aching mamalries. ”Hmmnn...Time to siphon out these
swollen milk bags, I think.” It said, bending its head downwards towards our
heroine's lactating left breast. Fluffy felt it nuzzle her, and then clamp its
lips around the base of her nipple and the terrible suction began. Her whole
breast seemed to feel the agonising pull and almost immediately Fluffy’s nipple
exploded, squirting a jet of milk into the greedy vampiress mouth. Le Voluer
then began sucking on her teat even more furiously.
“Aooww!
Oh stolp. Pleape stolp!!” Pleaded
Fluffy to no avail, her tongue flickering around franticly in her distress,
spittle flying everywhere. Looking down she could see the disgusting demon’s
cheeks puffing rapidly in and out as it relentlessly sucked down Fluffy’s
precious baby milk. To her horror she saw that her breast was already looking
half deflated. The skin was wrinkling up and dark veins had started to appear
on the once smooth skin. “Awooo... Owooo…
OWW! Stlop! Therp’s nofin leff… PLESP Stlop! ARRRGHHH!!!” As her boob continued to shrivel up under the
irresistible suction pressure.
Less
than two minutes later Glenda gave one final “Sluuurp!” and Fluffy gave
one last despairing scream as her left breast was completely sucked out for
good. Through tear filled eyes she gazed down at the ruptured, stretch mark
covered skin sack now dangling down to her waist. Glenda looked up at her, her
eyes glowing in triumph.
”One
side will mock another; th’ other too.” she quoted bending her head and
battening savagely upon Fluffy’s right breast. Fluffy hissed in pain as the
internal contents of her last tit began to make their one way journey down Le
Voleur’s throat and into its gullet. There was no escape for our distraught
slayer she could only watch in helpless misery and despair as this supernatural
monster destroyed her remaining breast. Finally it gave a very unlady like
belch. “There... All done!” it said, releasing Fluffy’s evacuated boob so that
it flopped down. Fluffy’s sagging, empty tit sacks were a pathetic sight, but
at least they now both matched again.
"Next
I’m going to hump you all the way through your thirties and forties.” Declared
the demon as it gripped the slim slayer tighter to its breast and began pumping
away in her like some infernal machine. “A-Hugch... Hugch... Hugch!”
cried Fluffy as she bouncing up and down her wet pussy being stretched wider
and wider by the succubus’s ever growing cock.
I
suppose it is here, dear reader, all of you being so fond of our perky little
slayer, that you are expecting some dramatic last minute rescue to take
place... Well I’m afraid not! All that happened was that as the minutes
ticked slowly away our helpless heroine was fucked older and older. She now
appeared to be getting progressively more thin and skinny, the colour draining away
from her skin, which was starting to shrivel and crinkle up, and wrinkles was
starting to appear on her sagging ass and thighs. Forty five; Fifty; Fifty
five; The terrible Fluffy destroying hump just went on and on. Sixty
five; her body now seemed to be just shrivelling up and wasting away by the
second, her sucked out, wrinkled breasts flapping about wildly as Le Voleur continued
to bang the now almost skeletal Fluffy up and down on it’s hot demon cock.
Le
Voleur looked down on Fluffy’s aged lined face, her eyes were glassy and she
seemed to be on the verge of passing out. “Looks like you’re just about done,
Fluffy! It was a great ride, but you’ve gone way past your stop... Time for you
to get off!!” “Nughh... Nughh... Nughh...” slobbered the semiconscious Fluffy,
her tongue covering both of then with sliver. Then her head fell backward as
she finally blacked out. Le Voleur eased the decrepit slayer off its massive,
slimy, progenerative organ and lowered her almost gently to the floor. The sad
wreckage of fluffy lay sprawled out on the floor, sulphurous vapours rising
from her now grand canyon size cunt.
Le
Voleur then knelt down beside her and stroked her silver hair. “Well, I have to
say Fluffy, you were one HELL of a good fuck!” With that it worked on the end
of its throbbing tool until it shot out a huge load of demonic cum which then
plastered itself across the unconscious heroine’s face
Having
come around just in time to witness her sister’s final downfall Kelly had
managed to crawl her way across the floor and had began to creep quietly up the
stairs. She froze as a voice behind her called out “And you needn’t think that
I’ve forgotten about you, Kelly!” looking back Kelly gave a little squeak of
terror and began hurrying rapidly up the stairs, encumbered by her floppy
boobs. However when she reached the upper landing Le Voleur was already stood
there waiting for her, a mocking smile on its stolen face. “I’ll tell you what
Kelly, I’m not a cruel person, and your sister was the one I really wanted, so,
just say the word... and I’ll let you go, how’s that?”
“Pleze
lub meuh gob... PLEZE!!!” Burbled the frightened girl. “ I’m sorry, my
dear, but I can’t understand a single word your saying, the standards of
elocution in schools these days, tut tut… shocking!” With that it grabbed the
struggling girl by the arm, dragged her back down the stairs and flung her over
the back of the settee. “Now... where were we? Ah YES! I remember... ” It then
plunged its huge cock into Kelly’s still sopping pussy and began to thrust its
hips violently back and forth. Kelly could only gasp and moan helplessly as she
was jerked violently about. She began to experience once again the ultimate
violation as she felt the remainder of her youth and vitality being slowly sucked
out of her by this evil leech.
Suddenly
the door burst open and there stood an aged Glenda. For a few seconds she just
stared aghast at the horrid spectacle before her. On the floor, her face
covered in sticky sponge was an almost mummified looking body, which, judging
from the brunches could only have been Fluffy. Glenda swallowed hard, she had
come too late. Glancing past the recumbent body of the vanquished slayer she
could see the demon Le Voleur, still in her own borrowed form, doggy fucking
what must be, despite all appearances to the contrary, Kelly. As she watched
stunned, the demon pulled on Kelly’s long, greying hair and she raised a
imploring, heavily lined face to her would be rescuer. “Help me...Please!!” she
groaned miserably.
“Wewese
hew d’ mond.” Glenda lisped, her wet tongue dangling and flopping about. “I
cabbot undo the ewil you hav wougt, buft I now hawe the pover to banifhh you
and conzin your ewil spwit to the defesft fiwes of hell!” So saying she drew
out a small object and brandished it in front of the demon. “B’hold the
talipm’n of Isphis and dispaire!!”
At
the sight of the talisman Le Voleur let out a snarl and flung Kelly away.
“She’s done now anyway!” It sneered. Then its false Glenda disguise rapidly
began to change and transform. Until finally it became a huge, muscular demon
with red scaly skin, black horns, coven hooves and a hideous, leering face.
“That’s
no use against me Wicca bitch!” It bellowed “For the talisman to be fully
empowered you have to speak the charm.” Realising this was true Glenda began to
rapidly incant the charm. But unfortunately, because of her enlarged tongue,
all that came out was an inarticulate “Gobble gobble” noise. Laughing the demon
approached, sweeping Glenda up in its powerful arms.
“What's
the matter bitch? A bit tongue-tied are we? Never mind! I’m sure what you
really wanted to say is that you’d love for me to give you another good seeing
to!” It said, ripping off her clothes. “So... Let’s see what you’ll look like
by the time you're TWO HUNDRED years old.”
“NBOOOO!!!” cried Glenda as Le Voleur
impaled her on his huge, throbbing cock.
Some
hours later Fluffy slowly regained consciousness. Groggily she wiping her hand
across her face and discovered it was covered with some sort of sticky, dried
up substance which had also gummed up her hair and eyes. Dazed, she staggered
painfully to her feet as she struggled to recall the night’s previous sequence
of events. She felt very dizzy and weak, in fact her whole body seemed
remarkably tired and every muscle and bone ached. Fluffy managed to grope her
way into the kitchen and turned on one of the taps.
Splashing
some water onto her face seemed to get rid of most of the gunk. She felt round
for a towel and, still rubbing her face and hair, she tuned to make her way
back to the living room. Looking up she let out a piercing shriek of horror as
she caught sight of herself in the tall mirror in the hallway. Starring back at
her was a skinny old crone whose thin, frazzled grey hair was still tied in two
brunches. Fluffy gazed in shocked revulsion at her wrinkled face with it’s two
foot long, distorted tongue lolling out, and her scraggy, wrinkled body with
it’s shrivelled, empty tits dangling down to below her bony hips.
Now
it all came rushing back… Glenda... Le Voleur… “Oh my God... KELLY!!” She
cried, and hobbled back into the room as quickly as her atrophied leg muscles
could carry her. On the settee lay Kelly, still fast asleep. Fluffy felt sick,
her beautiful younger sister had been horribly transformed like herself. The
once lovely girl was now all wrinkled and shrivelled up. Fluffy could hardly
recognise her. What she was now gazing upon was the naked, emaciated, body of a
very, very old woman.
Suddenly
Fluffy noticed something lying by the door way and made her way over to
investigate. It was a gleaming skeleton, and it was only when she recognised
the tattered clothing strewn around it that Fluffy realised who it must be.
Dropping down besides the body of her mentor, she burst into tears.
It
was at that moment that Kelly awakened from her trance and, looking down in
horror at her hideously altered body, she then began to scream and cry
hysterically, the tears streaming down her deeply wrinkled cheeks.
Meanwhile,
in a dark subterranean crypt, the demon Le Voleur stood before the throne of
The Countess making his report.
“You have done well, my friend. You
have rid me of that troublesome slayer forever. What do you wish as your
reward?
“My Lady to feed upon the life force of such lovely and sensual
young women is, in itself, reward enough.”
“And
you’re sure that that wretched Fluffy is finished for good?”
“Oh yes,” It replied. ”forcibly
retired, you might say. Although I thought you might like to have this as a
keepsake.”
Le
Voleur handed The Countess a small framed picture that it had procured from
Kelly’s bedroom. In it the two beautiful young Winters sisters looked out
smiling. Fluffy was licking some candy floss and Kelly had her arms around her
sister’s shoulders hugging her.”
The
demon smiled “Quoth the Raven, ‘Nevermore.’”
THE END