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Nadja had gathered everyone into the fancy room for a house meeting.
“We need to do something about Gizmo,” she declared.
“There is nothing wrong with Guillermo,” said Nandor.
Guillermo made a hissing noise.
“I’ve never claimed to know much about humans, but I’m pretty sure they don’t grow massive, fleshy, horrible wings,” said Nadja. “Ever.”
“So what?” said Nandor. “You are so judgemental, Nadja. Maybe his grandmother fucked a bat or something.”
“My good lady wife is correct,” said Laszlo. “The boy is fucked up.”
“You are the one who has been spending the most time with him these days,” Nandor said bitterly, “trying to impress him with your so-called ‘science’. You should know why he’s…a little bit different.”
“I have no idea what could have caused this,” said Laszlo.
“I have seen something like this happen a few times before,” said the Guide. “But it could not possibly be happening to Guillermo, because he is not a vampire.”
“Yes, he is not a vampire,” said Nandor, crossing his arms.
“Indeed he isn’t,” declared Laszlo, “but it would still be useful to know about anything similar that has happened before.”
“Well,” said the Guide, “It usually happens to newly-turned vampires whose sires have recently fucked in bat form. It’s kind of a sexually transmitted disease.”
“And what happens to them?” asked Laszlo.
“Well, they return to their human form once they fuck someone,” said the Guide.
“And if they don’t?” asked Nadja.
“I don’t know. Maybe they die?” the Guide guessed, shrugging.
“I guess he’s going to die then,” said Nadja, shrugging. “Someone put him in the cage in the basement so his horrible noises and body don’t bother me anymore.”
“We cannot let him die!” protested Nandor.
“Then someone may have to fuck him,” said Laszlo. “Which I will not do.”
“I also will not do that,” said Nadja, curling her lip in disgust.
“Not interested either,” said Colin Robinson, not looking up from his newspaper.
“I might have, before,” said the Guide, “but now I would feel weird about it.”
“Really? None of you want to fuck him?” asked Nandor, who sounded genuinely confused.
His roommates glanced at one another silently.
Nadja curled her lip. “I know you have some kind of little–” she made an exaggerated gagging noise, “– crush on him, but not everyone has as shitty taste as you do.”
“Shut up, Nadja. You don’t know anything,” said Nandor, glaring at her. “I will do it, but only because it is my responsibility as his master.”
“Whatever,” said Nadja, rolling her eyes. “Just get him back to his less-irritating human form.”
“Come, Guillermo,” said Nandor, sweeping out of the room.
Guillermo made a gurgling noise and lumbered after Nandor.
Nandor strode down the hallway confidently. “You know, Guillermo,” he said, “You should be very grateful that I am doing this for you.”
Guillermo hissed. Nandor looked back at him. He was loping along behind him on his hands and feet, almost like the Sire. His arms were almost freakishly large and long, and his legs were thicker, but splayed outwards at a strange angle. He wasn’t wearing a shirt– the black, pointy talons at the ends of the “fingers” on his wings likely having torn it off of him as they grew from his back.
His pants were tight, and the seams strained almost to bursting around his waist and thighs.
“I know I said there was nothing wrong with you, but you do look different,” said Nandor.
Guillermo hissed, and continued to follow him down the hallway.
“It is okay, I will still let you fuck me, because I am much kinder and less judgemental than Nadja, Laszlo, and Colin Robinson.”
Guillermo growled.
“They are very ungrateful to you. They do not remember how you saved our lives at the Theatre des Vampires, but I still remember. I will save your life like you saved mine, Guillermo.”
Once they reached his crypt, Nandor opened the door to let Guillermo inside, then closed the door behind them.
“I know you cannot talk in this form,” he said, stripping off his clothes, “but if you are not comfortable, and you would like me to stop-”
Guillermo slammed Nandor to the ground beside his coffin, pinning him there with the weight of his body.
“You are very eager,” said Nandor, grinning. Guillermo stared at Nandor. His face was still as handsome as it had ever been, but his eyes were completely black. His ears were huge, and shaped like a bat’s. He hissed, and Nandor could see the rows of sharp, pointy teeth inside his mouth.
“Are you going to take off your clothes?” Nandor asked.
Guillermo pushed himself up. He grabbed Nandor’s ankles and pushed his legs upward and apart. He ground his clothed crotch against Nandor’s bare ass.
“Wow, Guillermo,” said Nandor, whose dick was already completely hard, “I did not know you- hhhnnnggg !”
Guillermo had pushed a lubed finger into Nandor’s asshole. Where did that lube come from? Nandor mused silently.
Guillermo took his finger out again, and pushed his hand into his pants, which seemed to be about to rip at the seams. As he pulled it out of his pants Nandor noticed there was a huge glob of something on his fingers.
“Are your hands bigger - aah!” he cried, as Guillermo thrust two fingers into him.
“Fuck!” Nandor cried, as Guillermo fingered him. He pushed a third digit inside, and Nandor’s eyes rolled backwards in pleasure.
Guillermo pulled his fingers out. Then, before Nandor’s eyes, his human fingernails turned into sharp, black claws. He tore his claws through his pants, and they fell off his body in ribbons, revealing his naked body.
Wow, Guillermo’s dick is big, Nandor thought. Not as big as mine, of course, but it’s still thick. Maybe six inches long?
He pushed it into Nandor’s hole with a grunt.
“Fuck!” Nandor cried. “Is it always this big?”
Guillermo made an inhuman growling noise, and thrust into Nandor again.
Nandor moaned, and Guillermo fucked into him again and again. Guillermo’s pace increased, and Nandor wrapped his arms around Guillermo’s body, which was furrier than he had expected it to be. He grabbed Guillermo’s wings where they met his back, and felt Guillermo rumble.
“Fuck me harder, Guillermo!” Nandor cried, thrusting upwards, his rock-hard dick rubbing against Guillermo’s stomach. “Fuck, I need it, I need it, I need -”
A ridiculous amount of cum shot out of his dick, coating his torso. Guillermo continued to pound into him relentlessly. Nandor waited a few seconds for him to finish.
“You are lasting a very long time,” said Nandor. His prostate felt oversensitive, and he winced every time Guillermo’s dick hit it. Guillermo grunted.
“Usually, when the person you are fucking cums, it is polite to pull out,” said Nandor. Guillermo continued to fuck him.
“You may pull out now,” said Nandor. Guillermo did, and Nandor sighed with relief. Then, Guillermo flipped him onto his stomach, and thrust into his hole again.
“Guillermo, are you aware of what is happening right now?” said Nandor. “Hiss if you are.”
Guillermo growled.
“Oh shit,” said Nandor, his eyes widening.
Perhaps he is only fucking me because the curse is compelling him to do it, Nandor thought. Something in his stomach twisted at the idea that he had unintentionally led Guillermo to do something that he had not actually wanted to do.
Well, Nandor thought to himself, I am only– well, mostly– doing this so that Guillermo will not die. Even if he did not want to fuck me, I am sure he will still be grateful that I volunteered to save his life.
Guillermo took the back of Nandor’s neck in his hand, the ends of his claws pressing into Nandor’s skin. Nandor moaned. Guillermo is so relentless like this , he thought. It will be a shame once he returns to his human form.
Guillermo dug the claws from his other hand into Nandor’s back. The pain was so intense that it almost made Nandor cum again. He could feel the wetness of blood on his back.
“Fuck,” Nandor moaned. He thrust forward involuntarily, his cock rubbing against the carpet.
Guillermo took his claws out of Nandor’s back, and licked the wounds as the skin knit together again. He bit into Nandor’s right shoulder– his sharp teeth easily, and painfully, piercing Nandor’s flesh.
Guillermo finished with a loud growl. Nandor felt his hole being filled with an inhuman abundance of cum. Guillermo collapsed on top of him, and stilled. Nandor felt his dick slip out as it quickly softened.
He twisted his neck to look up at Guillermo, who had returned to his human form. He seemed completely unconscious. Nandor flipped himself onto his back, and Guillermo slid off of him, flopping onto the floor next to him with a dull thud.
Nandor grabbed his own dick. The sensation of Guillermo’s cum dripping down between his asscheeks made him shiver. He touched himself furiously, squeezing his eyes shut and letting his mouth fall open in pleasure.
“Guillermo!” he cried, as he came all over his own chest a second time.
“Nand- Master? Did you call-” Guillermo started tiredly, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. They widened in shock as he saw Nandor, lying on the floor beside him, looking well-fucked.
“Oh hello, Guillermo,” said Nandor, smiling in satisfaction.
“Why are you- why am I-” Guillermo looked down at himself and gasped, quickly tilting his hips away and covering his crotch with a hand. “Oh my God,” he said, and coughed a little. “What happened?”
“Do you not remember anything? I very generously offered my body to you to fuck,” said Nandor.
“We FUCKED ?!” Guillermo yelled.
“Yes, yes, now don’t freak out. I only let you ravish me since you had turned into some kind of bat monster, and the Guide said that fucking was the only way for you to return to your human form. And also not die.”
“I was a what ?!”
“A fucked up bat monster, Guillermo, are your weak little human ears not working? You had big wings, and claws, and your eyes were black like a rodent’s. You were also bigger. Everywhere,” Nandor added, raising his eyebrows suggestively and smirking.
Guillermo stared at Nandor in horror. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
“Yes!” said Nandor, grinning. “It was very kinky, but nothing a warrior like myself could not handle.”
“We fucked and I can’t even remember – this is so fucked up,” said Guillermo putting his head in his hands.
“I understand that it is possible that you were merely compelled fuck me because of the curse you were under,” said Nandor, “but I needed to save your life. You must understand this. I would not have done it otherwise.”
“Of course you wouldn’t,” said Guillermo. His gaze lowered to the carpet and his mouth tightened.
“As I said. I did not coerce you. I merely brought you to my room, and took my clothes off. You did the rest.”
Guillermo's eyes widened as he turned his head quickly to look at Nandor, and put a hand over his mouth. “Oh fuck, oh fuck , Nan- Master, I’m so sorry,” he said, looking like he was about to cry.
“Silly Guillermo, apologizing for ravishing me. Such a human thing to be sorry about,” said Nandor condescendingly.
“But- but you didn’t want to have sex with me!”
“Where the fuck did you get that stupid idea?”
“Oh, I don’t know, everything you just said?!” Guillermo cried hysterically.
“My poor, sweet Guillermo. You can be very dense sometimes,” said Nandor, smirking. “Of course I wanted you to fuck me.”
Guillermo stared at Nandor in disbelief.
“Of course, right,” he said faintly,
“Now fetch me my semen towel so I can get all this cum off,” said Nandor.
“Yeah, yeah, of course Nand- I mean, Master,” said Guillermo, scrambling to his feet. He took the greyish, threadbare towel from its usual hook behind the door, and went to kneel beside Nandor, who was still lying down. He wiped a mass of cum from Nandor’s chest.
“Don’t forget my butt,” said Nandor, lifting a leg lazily. “You know, Guillermo, with all the cum that’s leaking out of me right now, it’s almost like I was fucked by a vampire.”
Nandor felt Guillermo freeze, but the sensation slipped from his mind like water sliding off a duck’s back. Nandor was not about to start trying to pay attention to the subtleties of body language after seven centuries of ignoring such information– especially since he found it largely incomprehensible anyway.
“But you are just a human, of course,” Nandor continued, putting his hands behind his head languidly, as Guillermo resumed his cleanup. “You did very well for a human. Almost impressive, really, your skills in ravishment. Of course, that is obviously only a result of the curse.”
Nandor felt Guillermo gently wiping the globs of cum from between his asscheeks.
“Now, go run a bath for me,” he declared.
“Can I have something to wear?” Guillermo asked sheepishly, fidgeting. “I don’t really want to go into the hallway naked, and my clothes are kind of…”
“Just use the semen towel,” said Nandor, waving his hand dismissively. “Half of it is yours, anyway.”
Guillermo’s mouth tightened. He stood up, angling the front of his body away from Nandor. He grimaced in disgust as he awkwardly wrapped the gooey towel around his waist. He left the room quickly, shutting the door behind him.
However, even someone as unobservant as Nandor couldn't help but notice the tiny bat wings on Guillermo's back.