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Her hips swayed as she walked down the hallway of the capital, the
smooth white skirt hugging her luscious curves, the hemline just below
the knee revealing the milky white skin of her shapely calves. He
watched at a distance. Her red hair was a stark contrast to her all
white appearance, and if it signified her innocence, it would only do so
for a little while longer. He saw her first from afar, coming up the
stairs and clearing security. He knew everything that was going on. What
first attracted him was the stretch of her suit jacket, strained to
remain buttoned from the large breasts that made her hourglass figure
truly something to behold. She would be one of his finest conquests, and
oh how he did so love a red head.
He took hold of her in the annex, next to the elevators where the
custodial services closet was found. He came up from behind her, grabbed
her arm, and before she could do anything the door was closed. She
resisted immediately, tried to scream but found her voice had failed
her, but as his eyes met hers, all resistance faded. She pulled her
skirt up without request and pulled her blue panties down. She unzipped
his pants and pushed them down and as he pulled out his enormous cock.
He unbuttoned her jacket, squeezed her right breast, and lifted her with
one hand on her ass and impaled her onto his cock. If she would have
been conscious of what was happening, she would have felt the largest
cock of her life, and she would have felt it continually grow inside
her. She moaned slightly as he took total control and lifted her up and
down on his cock. Amazingly he didn't rip her opening, but inside her
something else was happening.
His cock continued to push up into her, piercing her cervix and
rupturing her womb. It extended up further and drove through organ after
organ, going through her stomach and up her esophagus, into her cranium,
at which point she ceased to move and was dead weight resting firmly on
his cock. He pushed her against the wall and squeezed her tits. He acted
as if nothing was going on, as if it was another act of love. When he
finally came the amount of fluid that erupted from him filled her head,
leaked out her nose and mouth, and as his cock retracted, filled her
body cavity and consumed everything inside her. When he finally left her
body, it was he, not she, that fell to the floor. She licked her lips,
straightened her hair, and pulled up her panties. "Its good to be back,"
was all she said.
Your people don't have a word for what he is, but I assure you, he is
real. His kind lives off humans. Their existence is what brought you
your vampire myths, the notion of the werewolves, and other legends that
you told your children to scare them right before bedtime. It was the
only thing that made sense at the time these legends were born, because
the truth was something that was more scary that people wanted to
believe. They look like you and me, but how they operate is entirely
different.
They have been around as long as humans have been, where they came from
is beyond my knowledge. They are all male in appearance until they are
feeding, which it seems happens every century or so and lasts for a few
weeks at a time. What I know is that while they have a male appearance
they can only feed within the body of a human. While I assume it is
possible for them to feed within a male body that has been entered, I
only know of instances of them taking the female form through inhabiting
the female body and consuming male souls through intercourse. Once they
have consumed all the souls they need, they make one final union with a
male, switch souls and retain the new male form until their next
feeding, walking among you and I as normal everyday people for the next
one hundred years, never aging, always growing more and more powerful. I
know this because I was the male whose body he stole, and his gift to me
were all the memories of the souls he consumed.
She was a total disaster. Her skirt was soiled and his cum was leaking
out of her in a steady stream that was pooling at her feet, but he
simply snapped his fingers and she was as neat as she was when he
grabbed her arm. The entire process took only five minutes. He felt
alive again. It had been so long since he had last gotten inside
someone, walked in the female form. He grabbed his chest and smiled.
This was going to be a great time.
He didn't care about her schedule or her job, but he had learned over
time that while a beautiful woman can always go whore it up, it is
easier and you can feed more if you work within the woman's life for a
bit in order to get the initial surge of power that came through
consumption. He had almost died the first few feedings because it took
so long to get a willing male, but perhaps that was simply a sign of the
prudish past. These days the humans fucked all the time, and since he
only had a limited amount of power and it was consumed so quickly during
the feeding process, he had to use only the powers provided him within
the body he possessed, but with these tits and this ass, he didn't think
he would have a hard time.
He needed a conquest and fast. The initial surge of power was already
fading. He knew she worked on the second floor in the finance division
and that her immediate supervisor would be in his office. He thought
about how amazing it felt to be within a woman's body as he made his way
onto the elevator, and laughed at how easy it was going to be this time
as the men made no attempt to hide their glances. She entered her office
and said hello to Tiffany, the secretary, a few of her female co-workers
(there were only females in the office, most of which were young and
attractive, all hired by her supervisor), and then went straight to his
office. There was no one near the door of his office, which would make
what he planned possible. As soon as she entered his office, she turned
and locked the door, closed the blinds, and turned to find him standing
behind his desk with a curious look on his face.
"Do you need something Sam?" He looked half angry and half shocked at
her entrance.
"Yes I do Ben, and I need it immediately." She unbuttoned her jacked and
dropped it on the floor, unzipped her skirt and let it drop, and stood
before him in her blue thong and bra, her heels, and the biggest smile
he had ever seen on her face.
She had always been a prude, a stuck-up bitch, and he regretted hiring
her immediately, but she was too good at her job to fire her. He had
tried to flirt with her in the past, he just couldn't get over her huge
tits, but she had rebuffed him every time, one time even threatening to
charge him with sexual harassment. That's what stopped everything on his
part. He had a job and a family he loved, both of which he didn't want
to loose.
"Hey, what are you doing?" He stepped back from his desk in shock and
fear?
"What does it look like? I want you, and I want you right now."
"Are you kidding me? Is this some kind of joke? Hey, wait, are you
trying to entrap me or something?"
"No joke. I'm not trying to entrap you, unless you call holding your
hard cock in my wet cunt entrapment." She walked slowly towards him. He
looked truly scared.
"I can't do that. Really, right her in my office. There are people on
the other side of that door that will hear what is going on. I can't do
this."
"You can fuck my ass if that's your deal, just as long as you get that
cock inside me. And if its noise you're worried about, I guess you'll
just have to put something in my mouth."
She walked around his desk and caught up with him as his fear solidified
his place behind his desk. She undid his belt buckle and unzipped his
pants. She squatted down and let her knees separate and his pants and
boxers fall to the floor. He wasn't large but she had been without dick
for over one hundred years. She wanted it bad.
She took his soft cock in her mouth without the use of her hands,
lowering her head and turning to the side, pulling his dick into her
mouth with only her lips and raising her head and straightening it out
as she took him to the base. With her hands she grabbed the back of his
legs, slide them up, and finally reaching his ass, grabbed both cheeks
and pulled his body to her face. She sucked on him a bit before she
withdrew, his dick getting a bit harder, blood flow beginning to
overcome his fears. As he hardened, she could speed the pace and fuck
her mouth with his dick. As he got completely hard, she released his
ass, and reached behind her and undid her bra, letting her breasts fall.
He loved the sway of her tits with a cock in her mouth. The man she was
sucking reached down and squeezed on of her tits and said something but
she couldn't hear him. All her attention was on his dick, and that's
when she began to taste it. She had to stop.
The precum was on her tongue, only a little bit, but even that little
bit with how weak his powers were made him lightheaded, almost drunk.
She let his dick slip from her lips and she stood, but as she did he
grabbed her tits, and the combination of the intoxication of his cum and
the rush of pleasure from him grabbing her tits almost made her fall.
She caught herself by turning to the side, causing him to release her
chest, and putting both hands on the desk. Ben seemed to take that as a
cue, while she was simply trying to stay upright. If he had been
reluctant at first, now he took control. While she had wanted her first
experience in a century to be more enjoyable, he was looking at the
conquest he had wanted for a long time. He wanted to fuck her, almost
punish her for rebuffing him for so long. It wasn't rape, but it was
damn close.
He pushed her down on his desk and that caused her to bend over. Before
she could push herself back up, he had pulled her panties to the side,
grabbed both her hips and thrust his cock in her pussy. She grunted and
lost the power to move. She fucking loved the feeling of a cock inside
her. She gave up on wanting a long enjoyable fuck, now going with the
flow and longing for, demanding at times, that he try to her open with
his cock. He slammed into her, the items on his desk falling to the
floor as her arms struggled to find a place that would give her support.
He felt the heavy push from his palm against the small of her back as he
pushed her down into the desk, one hand on her hip to control his
fucking. He didn't last five minutes. She felt her power growing as the
slow seep of his precum was being absorbed into his body.
With the growing power, the grip on his cock became greater and the
milking of his cock began. He had planned on fucking her longer,
plunging into that big ass of hers, but her pussy was doing things he
had never felt before in his life. He didn't want to get this bitch
pregnant and he really wanted to leave her a total mess, but it just
felt too good, and then he came. The rush of pleasure that shot through
him was amazing. He felt like he was shooting a gallon of cum into her,
and as he shot a second and thirst stream into her, he heard her cum. He
had never stayed still completely inside a woman as he came before, but
now he didn't need the movement for his dick. He felt like his dick was
being grabbed by a hand, milked, and long after he would have expected
the orgasm to subside, he still felt like he was cumming. He started
getting dizzy, but he couldn't pull out of her, that's when it all
faded.
She was pinned against the desk by his weight as he fell on her back,
but she looked back and pushed off the desk and forced him into the
chair, her with him still firmly attached. His head slumped to the side,
lifeless. She reached down and rubbed her clit and played with her right
nipple as she came again and again. Eventually the flow stopped, and she
released his dick and pulled off him. She clinched tightly to keep every
drop inside her. She ran her finger up her pussy lips to get the little
bit that has seeped out as he left her body and put it in her mouth, the
salty cum sitting on her tongue as she closed her eyes and savored the
taste. The intoxication came back immediately and she had to brace
herself once more. She found her clothes and got dressed and went back
over the Ben still slumped over in the chair. She kissed him on the lips
and his eyes opened with a blank stare.
"Your going to get dressed and then tell everyone your sick and you need
to go home. When you get there you are going to take the gun out of your
closet, lay down in the bathtub, and shoot yourself in the head. Do you
understand?"
He simply nodded. And that's how it happened. Once she captured their
soul, the body was a lifeless mass with no identity or personality. They
were like zombies (another myth's source since in earlier times these
creatures simply left the soulless to wander) if left alive, so she
always created ways for them to die in order not to raise suspicion. And
then she left. She didn't worry about going on with the life this
Samantha had lived. She had enough power to last a week, and she would
certainly consume more in that time. She left the office smiling, happy
and content, full of cum and wanting more.
That was her first victim but that was far from her last. That week in
the news a frat house and a firehouse both went up in flames killing 76
men in total. A high school football team's bus crossed the double
yellow line striking a semi-truck head on killing all 42 players as well
as the coaches in a tragedy that was broadcast across the nation. The
rate of heart attacks, if studied, as well as suicides skyrocketed over
the next three weeks. The funeral homes in the city recorded record
numbers of funerals. I can see all their faces when I close my eyes. If
I search deeply, I can recall their memories.
After three weeks she was almost done. That's when she met me. I was in
a bar having a drink after a long week at the office. My wife had left
me, my kids wanted nothing to do with me, and I hated my work. I
retained nothing in the divorce but debt and it looked like even though
I made good money I might have to get a second job to pay child support,
and oh yes, I had just learned that morning that half my retirement
would now be going to my wife. I have to say, she was the most beautiful
woman I had ever seen in person. There was a glow about her, something
more than simply her looks. She was stunning. At any other point in my
life all I would have been thinking at that moment was fucking her, but
I was so depressed, just seeing her was enough. Sometimes gazing on
perfection is better than consuming it.
She smiled at me. "You don't seem to be too happy, and your not like all
the rest." She was wearing this cute white business suit that showed way
too much cleavage for professional attire, not that I was complaining.
"Life is shitty, what can I say?" I looked away so she wouldn't think I
was one of these creeps that attacks a lady at the first comment she
makes, and that seemed to do the trick. She stood up and came and sat
next to me. She put her hand on mine, and ordered a glass of wine for
herself and another bourbon and coke for me.
"My treat." That's all she said. When the drinks came, I sipped my drink
looking forward into the mirror watching her eyes, studying her outline.
Her tits almost rested directly on the bar, and she caught me looking at
them right as we finished our drinks. "They are nice aren't they?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"No its ok. If you live close by maybe we can go back to your place and
you can have a better look."
I looked at her somewhat shocked. "Um, I'm not saying that that doesn't
sound like an amazing idea. Dear lord I can't believe I'm saying this,
but I'm really not in the mood for that kind of thing. I just want to
drink and then go home and pass out. I'm sorry I'm such an ass tonight.
Its just not been a good week. I wouldn't be much company for you, but
thanks for the offer."
"I understand. Its why I asked you. How 'bout this. We go back to your
place and you drink and pass out. You can look at my tits while to do it
all you want, and I'll just sit on your lap with your hard cock inside
me until you shoot your load deep in my ass. How's that sound?"
I literally think my mouth fell open, and no matter what any man says,
we all have our limits. I simply looked at the bartender, "check."
We got back to my place, and I poured us both a drink. She didn't touch
hers. I drank both. Without a word, she just started undressing. I
remember the view from the couch. She was the sexiest thing I have ever
laid eyes on. She took her bra and panties off and then crawled on all
fours to me and unzipped my pants, and without comment, put my cock in
her mouth.
Now I know where I ranked against other guys. I wasn't the best looking
guy, but when it came to the cock department, I was larger than any guy
I had ever seen. It was one of the problems with my marriage. She said
it just hurt too much, so sex was never a large part of our lives. I had
never a woman take my cock fully, either in her mouth or inside her
while I fucked her, but this red head was throating my dick with ease,
and it seemed like she loved it. She was massaging her own tits as she
sucked me, and I kept asking myself how many porno movies this bitch had
done.
Once I was fully hard, she went all the way down on me (where she put my
dick I have no idea) looked up at me and slowly pulled off my cock. She
let it release completely from her mouth with a "pop," then she stood in
front of me and pulled my pants off. She pushed my legs together and
climbed on top of me, lowering herself down on my cock slowly until
every inch of my dick was inside her pussy. I watched as it happened,
her eyes closed with the intent look of a woman concentrating on herself
being impaled. Once I was all the way inside her, she opened her eyes
and smiled at me.
"You have one great cock. I knew there was something special about you."
I tried to start fucking her, but she stopped me. "No, no, not yet. I'm
gonna grind on your cock and I want you to massage my tits."
I didn't have to be told twice. I grabbed her huge globes as she began
to grind so hard on me that I thought she would break my dick. She began
kissing me and allowed the pace to increase. With every thrust her tits
bounced and a grunt escaped her lips until she just stopped and looked
at me. I hated when women tried to talk during sex.
"I wanna ride you with your dick in my ass, and then I want you to cum
in my ass. Is that ok?"
I immediately changed my mind about the talking. "Want me to get the
lube?"
She smiled at me and raised herself up. She reached under herself and
put the head of my dick against her anus, "I don't think that will be
necessary." Then she used her weight to push down slowly but steadily
until my entire dick was inside her ass. I had never felt something so
tight in my life.
"You are amazing. Who are you?"
"You'll know soon enough." And then without warning she began fucking my
dick with her ass. He tits slapped against her own body as she raised
herself off and then slammed herself down on my dick. At the same time,
she started rocking her hips as if she was riding a bull, the
combination of the movements was the greatest feeling of my life to that
point. I couldn't contain myself, and she knew it. She was smiling down
at me.
"I'm getting close, but I don't want to cum until you do."
"I want you to get deep in my ass," she slammed down on me, "I want all
that cum," she pulled off, slammed down and grinded around, "I want you
to shoot a huge load in my ass, then I'll have my orgasm."
I started cumming just as she finished saying it, and as I did she
attacked my face and began kissing me our mouths both open, our tongues
dancing. It was strange though, because she stopped moving when I
started cumming, which would normally stop the stimulation, but it
seemed like there was still something massaging my dick, so I continued
to cum. I had always been a big cummer, but as I continued to cum, I
thought, this is ridiculous.
I started to feel lightheaded and felt like my entire body was being
pressed into the couch. Everything got really heavy, and although its
hard to explain or understand, as my vision blacked out, I felt like I
was collapsing inside my body, being compressed and then suddenly at a
great speed being shot out, all the while this huge cloud of heat was
above me pushing me along the voyage.
I was never unconscious, but that's the best way to explain it. But as
fast as I lost it, I came back, but rather than being seated on the
couch, I was on the floor. My vision was extremely blurry. There was
light and shadows, and I tried to wipe my eyes to clear them, but to no
avail. I felt them when I wiped my eyes, but I told myself I was
imagining it. When I opened my mouth and said, "hello" and a female
voice came out, I thrust my hands to my chest and felt for myself what
gravity had hinted I possessed.
"Before you scream, you need to listen to me. Can you be calm as I
talk?"
It was my voice. "What is going on?" I raised my voice.
"Samantha, you need to calm down. Listen to me."
"Samantha? I'm not Samantha. What in the fuck did you do to me?" I tried
to stand even though I couldn't see, but as soon as I did I felt a force
push me back down.
"Samantha, just listen to me, ok? Or I can just kill you and go about my
way and do without the hassel. Ok? You sit there and listen to me?"
I thought. I had no choice, but I didn't have to agree.
"Ok good. Now listen closely, because I'm not going to repeat myself.
You are now Samantha..."
He went on to tell me about himself, the bits and pieces I have put
together from the memories of the souls he consumed. It seems that after
one of their kind has consumed all the can hold, they must transfer back
into a male form before they rest for the next hundred years. He said he
always liked to find someone down on their luck and that had a nice body
to switch with because it would benefit us both (he failed to mention
that he ruined the others lives by killing them). Evidently, as he
entered my body, he forced me into hers. The problem, however, was that
I wasn't completely human. I was what they called a 'tweener,' someone
possessing a host body that had to live as they lived when they
possessed someone's body, but had none of the powers that came from it.
He told me that he often visited the 'tweeners' from the past everytime
he fed, explaining that as long as I lived within my host properly, I
could potentially live forever. In his words, for all the lives he took,
he had to give the ultimate gift to one, but to have that gift, there
were things I had to do, things I shouldn't do, and things I didn't have
to do. First, I had to get seman inside me. That was my life blood. It
would store up within me and once that ran out, so would my life. He
explained that I would be able to tell over time how much I needed and
how much time I had based on the level of activity I had participated
in. Second, he warned me about sucking cock. He told me that cum would
be the thing that I would crave most in the world, and sucking cock was
like crack to my kind, but the danger was that ingesting cum through
your mouth was a huge intoxicant. His words were "imagine your heroine
times ten." While I didn't have to worry about overdose, I did have to
worry about becoming so out of it that I didn't get seman inside me when
I needed it and then I would die. I was to avoid sexual contact with
women, it would "make matters worse for me." Third, he said that it
didn't matter if I ate food or drank water. I would get what I needed
from the cum, although it might gain me a little time to ingest some
energy source, in his words it was 'a miniscule affect,' and evidently
my body was so efficient now that I wouldn't have any 'waste'--I took it
to mean I wouldn't have to shit or piss.
After he explained everything, he reached down and took my hands and
pulled me up. My body felt so strange. "You vision will return in a
while, but it will be a slow process. Probably take you about 3-4 days
before you can see completely, but you are extremely weak. You need
energy if you are to survive that long." There was a long pause. "Damn
do I envy you. Did I pick well or what? God damn!"
He guided me over and then told me to stand still. I had no clue where I
was. Everything was happening too fast. I didn't have time to process
what he had told me. It was all too surreal. That's when I felt his
hands on my hips pushing me gently forward. I tried to step forward, but
my feet both hit the couch and I fell forward onto my knees. I caught
myself by grabbing the back of the couch, and before I knew it, he was
directly behind me, his hands on my hips, and he was pushing his cock
inside me. Before that I had not been aware that I had a pussy. Although
I had felt the weight of the tits on my chest, before that moment I did
not have the full grasp of their size, and until that moment in my life,
I had no idea how amazing it was to get fucked.
My tits swayed back in forth as he fucked me and their weight pulled
down on my body as his cock forced my body forward. I started moaning
loudly and saying shit I had never expected myself to say. It felt so
good I never wanted it to end. I will save you from all the details, but
by the time he came inside me, I had had so many orgasms I couldn't hold
myself upright.
"Now sleep my little creation and enjoy your new life. I hope to see you
when I return, and do not worry, I will know where you are when I
return."
Collapsed on the couch, hugging my legs against my chest as my swollen
cunt leaked his cum, still without sight, all I could muster in the form
of a response was, "thank you."
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