Vampire Dollfie (closed)

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After centuries of turbulent rest, I woke up from my deep slumber. The darkness gave way to a dimly lit Victorian room, of black lace and suffocating, ancient odor. My arms were weights, my legs like logs, and my hands were beautiful manicured nails.

WAITAMINUTE.

"Ah, Count. You are awake," I heard a woman's voice say.

"What... what have you done to me?" I said in a sonorous threatening tone. Which turned out all girly and squeaky because I WAS NOT IN MY OWN BODY.

"Oh! I needed a maid!" She cheerfully said. She sat in a chair, ruffled black shirt and flowing skirt.

"You needed a Great Vampire Lord to be..." I began to fume.

"Well, someone has to clean this house. I have better things to do," she smiled, cradling some sort of book.

"Look. If you want to use me for power, or use me for revenge, one such as I should be put to use not as a mere maid..."

"Look! Look!" she ignored me, shoving the gaudy book in my face. "Dollfies!!!"

"D-d-d-WHAT???" I stared at the dolls dressed in black. They were larger than dolls, smaller than humans, and had a disturbing mature quality to them. I clenched my teeth, and flew into a rage. I flung myself at her and proceeded to wrap my hands around her ivory neck. Except my legs were really small. And so were my arms. And, uh, my hands, manicured and all.

"Oh, she's so cuuuute!!!" the woman shrieked, grabbing a hold of me, pinning me to her chest. The room wasn't the only thing suffocating me. Naturally, I blacked out. Jerk.


I woke up again, this time in a room. It was tiled, and it reeked of deathlike watery vapors. What sort of torture was this? As a vampire, the running water should have been my death. Yet I was alive, the smell of the death smelling more like... lavender oil??

The room was lit, so I had a good look at the woman. She was clad in a towel. And talking. I hate when she did that, as much as her voice as the troublesome foreshadowing it held for me. "So it's 'Onee-chan, aren't you lovely today.' Onee-chan, you look absolutely beautiful.' 'Onee-chan, fuck my brains out on the kitchen table and ram me with the round end of a wooden spoon.' Good grief. What am I going to do with the girl?" she sad.

I responded with the only possible rational response. "Uh... wha?" I said.

"I love my little sister like... my little sister, but I have my hobbies to pursue. This incest thing... it's as if it's a routine thing that happens all the time. It's so... perverted!"

Oh, and resurrecting long-dead vampire lords into little "dollfies" was normal?? But wait. I was not in one of those doll things anymore. I was in a much larger body, one the size of a woman's. I was clad in a towel. I looked in the mirror. Oh, no.

"Yes, don't you look beautiful? Or, rather, don't I look beautiful? I put your soul into a lifesize doll that looks just like me!" She beamed, so happy with herself. "Oh, and don't think of anything foolish", she said, as I was about to raise my hands to strangle her. "At any time, I can remove your soul from your body and return you to where you came."

I muttered something ancient, dead, and really pissed off.

"So, anyway, today's her birthday, and I promised herself I'd wash her back! Isn't that sweet!"

"Except I'm going to do it, right?"

"Of course!" she smiled, leaving me in the tiled room.

Frankly, I would have rather been a maid.


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[Mayu]

She knew it was wrong to want her sister and knew after this it should be the last time, she knew it was perverted but she didn't really care, she thought she saw her sister, but couldn't put her finger on what was wrong, she removed her towel exposing a very beautiful body, not an ounce of fat on her, beautiful breasts and her hair up out of her eyes as she sat down, she closed her eyes and sighed some, putting her knees up to her chest.

"Thanks for doing this" She said softly and kind of meekly.

 

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The Count gulped. It was one thing to be a toy between the Exorcist and her Sister, but the Sister's meek words made him feel as if she were the innocent party. And how things changed since the 16th century! He she was, a pure lovely maiden (well, one that wanted to **** her sister, at least), disrobing matter-of-factly in today's modern world! He held his head back, as if obligatory anime blood were to spray out of his nostrils, but nothing happened.

Oh, right. He was a doll. He kneeled in front of her, and caressed her cheek. "No need to say thanks. You are my sister." He slowly disrobed, allowing the towel to fall from his body, showing the quiet curves of the doll he was entrapped in. He took her hand, and led her to the tub, steam rising as vapor filling the room. And *no* running water, thank goodness. He entered first, the water flowing over the sides onto the tile. He allowed her body to rest on his, her back pressing against his chest.

His... chest. He wasn't used to this feeling. She was either floating in the water a bit, or adjusting her body, but the touch of her soft skin on his... nipples... was certainly giving him a sensation that he wasn't used to, even if it were still the 16th century. He could feel his... breasts... becoming firm, erect, very pleasant really. He could feel a sensation between his legs and...

Her neck. Her beautiful lovely neck. Her hair was up, exposing the delicate nape ready to be sucked. Bled. Fed from. Except that he didn't have his own teeth. Argh.

He also suddenly realized he didn't know how to wash someone either. As a semi-corpeal vampire, he didn't even have to do laundry, much less use soap. "Uhh...." he said in a feminine voice (at least as feminine as he could muster). "Perhaps little sister can give big sister a nice wash?"

Hmm. Running water... daylight... stake through the heart... no, death from sheer embarrassment wasn't on the list.


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[Mayu]

She smiled and nodded, taking the sponge that was in the bath tube already and put some soap on it, and began to rub her body gently, humming a bit as she rubbed every inch of "her" chest, looking into her "sisters" eyes she had a feeling that before her was something special, something very unique, she closed her eyes as a smile peered and giggled thinking of something.

 

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"Mmmm.... ohhh..." said the 'older sister'. Indeed, the actual *feeling* of being touched this way wasn't on the count's mind -- but it was now. 'She' breathed heavily at the newfound sensations on 'her' chest. Closing her eyes, she simply sat there, in the tub, as little Sister soaped and rubbed 'her' nipples. The Count certainly didn't mind being resurrected if this was the way mortals behaved.

Mortals... The Count refused to let a mortal handle him this way, but he began to ache between his legs. He pushed one of her hands lower, to the space where he had never been touched.

A nice orgasm. THEN he'd take over the mortal.


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[Mayu]

She smiled as she massaged her chest, the lovely breasts she could tell she was enjoying it, but as she started to go lower she had a feeling that this wasn't really her sister, she could sense something was off, but she just shrugged thinking she had been working to hard, she washed her legs.

 

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Lower... lower... lower...

Ah, crap. She's doing my legs now. The Count had no idea what to about the tingling warmth between his legs, but was pretty sure *asking her* how to touch oneself was out of the question.

Or was it?

"Little sister," The Count sighed, "I love how you touched my breasts, but now I'm feeling... a little excited. Do you... become excited? Can you show me how you touch yourself?" The Count took one of his legs, and played with little Sister's breasts a little bit. "How does this feel? Hmm? You know you made me feel this way when you washed my breasts. Keep washing down my legs. You can wash more of me."

Yeah, yeah, I've made that Exorcist into even *more* of a pervert. Well, that would be an *improvement*, The Count thought.


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[Mayu]

She smiled looking at her and nodded, she washed down hitting the spot she knew she wanted and rubbed there with the sponge, looking into her eyes she could tell she was enjoying herself. A kind smile given as soon she reached her hand into the bath water and rubbed two fingers over her entrance.

 

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"Ohhhh... mmmm...." The Count smiled. He was certainly enjoying it. "Oniichan" began to rub and pinch her nipples, her hips grinding into "little Sisters" soapy fingers. The sponge rubbed against "her" swollen clitoris. "More... more..." the doll gasped, seeking release from "her" rising orgasms. "Fuck me... fuck me..." she said, unable to really be sure how two women did that sort of thing...


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[Mayu]

She had no idea what was going on but she enjoyed it, she had a kind smile as she penetrated her with 3 fingers she drove into her "Sister" Hearing what she wanted, she was surprised.

 

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Surprised, indeed. As Sister kept playing with "Onii-chan's" pussy, her fingers could feel something stiff... something growing from inside "big sister's" moist slit. The Count was simply laying back, groaning as Sister played with "her". But then, he felt a very strange feeling. Or, rather, a very *familiar* feeling between his legs. Opening his eyes, he looked at his hands again, and they were masculine. And little Sister... she was now fondling his cock. (Rather surprising how well she took to his transformation.) He was in his own body! He looked at her with predatory eyes as she held his cock within her hand. "Come here, my sweet. Let me do to you things which your 'elder sister' could never do..."


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[Mayu]

Before her eyes she saw her "Sister" turn into a man she pulled away startled but didn't get to far his voice attracted her. "Who....are you? how did?" She was so confused, she had no idea what the hell was going on, this man was rather handsome, the way he made her feel was incredible.

 

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"Mmm..." he smiled. "Allow me to introduce myself." The Count extended his hand, taking it in hers, and gave a gentlemanly kiss. "My name is count G-Na, Lord of the Vampires. I have returned, and am most gratified at the beauty I see before me. Please continue." He touched her hand to his chest, allowing her to feel his flowing beauty. "Is there not a more divine body you have felt? I see you are quite beautiful as well." The Count touched her cheek with his hand, caressing her soft face.


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[Mayu]

She looked at him, she was so surprised as she thought her sister had turned into a man, but not just any man, a count, a vampire, rather he was the first she had no idea. She felt her hand around his man hood as she swallowed hard since she had never done this and began to jerk him off with her hand, she had blushed when he kissed her hand, he was a gentlemen that was for sure.

 

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The Count led a trail of kisses from her hand to her arm, her neck, her cheek, then finally her lips. He felt her warm flesh as she did his, her hand stroking his firm cock within her delicate fingers. He kissed her, more strongly, feeling her soft tongue within his mouth. His hand caressed her bosom, a thin layer of soapy water enhancing the touch upon her nipple. He then kissed downwards, a trail of licks and nibbles down to her bosom.


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[Mayu]

She found herself on the edge of the tube kissing a man, she moaned in his lips and sighed contently, closing her eyes feeling his hands on her body, feeling his tongue around her own, she moaned, there was something about this man that made her forget about her sister, she was very happy, more happy to be with him then anyone else.

 

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The Count suckled on her breasts, her small mounds erect and firm in his mouth. He started kissing down towards her most private parts and took in the lips of her pussy. He found her swollen clitoris, and sucked readily, flicking his tongue up and down the little nub. His hands were earnestly fondling her breasts, tweaking her pert nipples, as he sucked her. His own cock was throbbing, ready to penetrate the lovely young maiden.


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[Mayu]

She moaned some feeling what he was doing, she closed her eyes as her moans were almost music to his ears, she had a kind smile on her face as she opened her e yes, looking into his, seeing his need and want, she leaned in and kissed him.

 

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The Count returned the kiss, feeling her soft lips. His tongue explored her mouth, feeling the purity of her taste, the whiteness of her teeth. His lust simmered as he touched her, but his cock wanted her lips. He pressed the head of it into her warm pussy, feeling her soft walls embrace his passion. He let out a small groan as he entered into her.


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[Mayu]

She moaned loudly feeling what was going on, she relaxed as he kissed her, but soon. She enjoyed the time she had with him, she moaned feeling happy, feeling him inside her she didn't know what to say in that moment so of course she said nothing, she was rather happy.

 

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The Count began to thrust upward, filling her soft pussy with his hard engorged manhood. He groaned and held her soft hair, entranced by the naked flesh of her beautiful neck. "Cum for me child, feel myself deep within you, I will give to your my come and I shall take your blood. Cum for me..." he said, a voice hypnotic and deep.


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[Mayu]

She moaned loudly she bucked her hips as she moved up and down on him faster and harder, she felt so wonderful, her simple life meant nothing for her, and she was happy the way everything was. "Im Going To...." She cried out, pretty soon her body trembled as she came.

 

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"Oh yes..." groaned The Count. "Fuck me..." He plunged his penis into her trembling cunt, then could feel the base of his ball contract. Hot come spewed into Sister's pussy, flooding her with his warm sticky semen.

She cried out she felt her orgasm finally hit her moaning loudly. She went up and down on his man hood pretty hard and fast. The Count parted her wet hair from her neck, and bit down, feeling the soft salty ooze of her blood. He then pumped the

remaining semen into her, but then... blacked out??? He woke up in the still warm tub, with Sister looking over him. Except... except... how did he become that Exorcist again?

She moaned feeling him bitting into her neck, she felt him stop biting and watched it she had no damn idea what happened, she put her hand up by the bite marks her eyes went wide, just 2 holes was felt.

The Count looked at his feminine hands again. "Oh, man! What happened? I'm... I'm... HER again!!!"

"I....I don't understand this" She said, one moment she was making love to a man now he turned into a woman like her sister.

OOC: To be continued...


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"OOOO HOOO HOOO HOOO HOOooo..." gleed the Exorcist, entering the bathroom. "My life-sized wax doll work sooooo perfectly!" She cried, hugging the toy madly.

"Okay, you," said The Count. "How did I transform to myself then... then... back to this THING again???"

"Oh, it's simple!" The Exorcist said. "As soon as your body gets all excited, it starts becoming your normal self. However, once you release, you lose your chi energy, and return to becoming a wax doll."

"And what about blood?"

"Ew. Blood's gross."

"I'm a vampire! I need blood!"

"She's my sister! She needs sex!" Turning towards her Sister, the Exorcist said, "Okay, sweetie! Change into your nightgown. I have a special treat for you tonight!"

"This isn't gonna be another wax doll is it?" asked The Count.

"Nope!" gleed the Exorcist. "Plushies!"


OOC: To be continued...


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The Exorcists tucked in her younger sister into bed with *four* plushies that looked just like The Count. "One for to hold near her chin..." smiled the Exorcist, "The other next to your breasts... another between your legs... and the last near your tush! Ohohohohoho..."

Little sister yawned some as she was sleeping peacefully. She was very happy about everything that was going on. She had a dream about the count tho wondering what he was, or who he was.

*Blink* The plushie next to her chin awoke. "Damn! What has that Exorcist done this time?" He muttered "Aaah! That little girl in the tub is HUGE! I'm about the size of her head! What to do... what to do..." he growled, still tucked under the young woman's chin. Meanwhile, the plushie next to her breasts felt warm, comfotable. Easy to do when you're surrounded by two delicious tatas the size of your body. It sighed happily, rubbing its smooth satin body against her warm mounds.

She moaned a little dreaming wonderful dreams, she moved a little bit, she had no idea what was going to happen as she laid there, unaware of what her sister was doing to her.

The little creature between her legs gasped for air. "Ack! It's hot in here! Where am I?" It felt the smooth linen of the bedsheets on its satin skin, and her legs holding him. He felt her soft nightgown on his face. "Wow. I'm being crushed in the best place possible," he smiled. He wrigged upwards, his desire for naughtiness more important than the stifling heat of the bed. Feeling something as she slept she moved her legs so she wasn't crushing him, she slowly started to wake up "Wh...at?" She noticed something was off, she was looking at the count but small. "What in the world?"

"Uh... hiya!" said The Count, unable to really think of anything else. "This is... a dream! Yeah, that's it. A wonderful pleasant dream. A dream no one else will know about. Uh... go back to sleep!" The Count was definitely had a poor choice of words. Meanwhile, The Count at the younger Sister's rear woke up, feeling her bottom touch his body. He smiled naughtily, rubbing it with his hands. "Mmm..." he grinned. "Hee hee!"

She felt hands on her behind she noticed she had little Counts all over the place "Some dream why am I having a fantasy about 4 mini counts?" She laughed some and relaxed looking at the one by her face "I had no idea you were a lover that bit." She rubbed her neck.

The Count at her chin awkwardly responded, "A lover that bit! Ha ha! Very funny!" He then began to drool at the thought of all that lovely neck! "Mmmm... yes... bite..." he said in a soft voice. "Your neck *is* so lovely..." he murmured. He crept past her face and began to sink his teeth into her beautiful neck. Except his teeth were made of bits of felt. Augh! He was a plushie! He couldn't bite! He desperately rubbed his satin face into her soft neck. Argh!

She looked at him "You need to tell me who you really are and who created you?" She picked him up carefully, looking at him she wanted to know what the hell was going on, from the looks of it her sister was up to something.

"Grr.. Your !@#$@ sister put me in this @#$@% doll!" The Count that she was holding spat out. It waved its hands and legs menacingly. Well... okay. Since it was a plushie, it was *really* cute when doing it. Meanwhile, the plushie between her breasts sighed contentedly, rubbing its tiny hands on her beautiful breasts, feeling her precious nipples through her thin nightie.

She moaned a bit bitting her lip she was unsure of what he was going to do, looking down at him "Are you a... vampire?" She titled her head for a second.

"Uh... yeah, I'm a vampire. I vant to suck your blood!" The plushie between her legs wanted to do something else. It explored the dark folds above it, stroking the lips of her warm moist slit. It used its tiny arms to rub gently along her folds. The plushie at her bottom was getting quite excited, and began to rub itself against between her two cheeks. She could feel their satiny touch... or was there something a little harder that she was feeling?


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