Cassette: Can you come and show me? I don't want to be left out anymore.

You type the words slowly, pressing enter with shaking fingers. Such a small action for such a profound effect. You just invited a bunch of Vampires to your house. Vampires who were once your human friends. Vampires who will be sure to bite you and fuck you. Vampires who will make you into one of them. You stand as you think this, fear running down your spine with this final thought. But there is something else too, something that pulls the corners of your mouth up slightly. You turn as they fill the server with a flurry of celebratory messages and you think; what do I do? It felt like a booty call, the strangest booty call ever. Not that you'd ever done that before. What should you do to prepare for a Vampire orgy? You make your bed, tidy your room, then look gingerly into your closet. Nothing sexy here. But you have another idea. You pull on some lacy underwear (the only thing that could pass as sexy) and some tights over the top. Next, a dress you wore once then felt far too extroverted in so never wore again. It is light blue and clings slightly to your hips before ending just below the knees. You fiddle with the straps of a pair of heeled party shoes which have never been worn and finally grab your favourite jacket; a long sleeved denim mini jacket. To finish, you do your makeup; bright red lips, gentle blush and eyeliner, before brushing your hair. You were never very good at the whole fashion thing but you think you look good. You go back to your bedroom, flicking the bathroom light off and sit on your bed, ready. There is utter silence, only the sound of your beating heart in your ears. You wait for what feels like an eternity staring at the bedroom doorway until;
"Hi Cass. Don't you look wonderful." The voice emanates from behind you and you flinch, not turning. Lula.
"Mmm, good enough to eat baby." From the other side, also behind you. Yara.
There is movement ahead of you, drawing your eye before you can turn, as two figures slip through the doorway and pose sultrily.
"Hiya Cass!" Giuli chirps. She wears tight stockings and garter which pinches her curvy ass and thighs before diving towards her tiny waist. Her ridiculous breasts spill out of a miniscule crop top which clings to her shoulders for dear life. Her eyes flash crimson, her white teeth flashing between plump red lips. The other figure moves forwards, taller and far more elegant than Giuli's slutty little setup. Marie wears an elegant teal dress which wraps her long body tightly, its neckline plunging to her smooth navel, a split in the skirt revealing bare thigh all the way up to her crotch. As she saunters forward and bends, you see everything.
"You look excellent my dear." She whispers, her exquisite face looming in from the dark, long canines all too apparent in her warm, inviting smile. You grab your hand with the other to stifle your tremble and bite your lip. The mix of emotions within you is wild, equal parts aroused, excited and terrified. You open your mouth to try to return the compliment, but Marie presses her lips onto yours and you sigh instead. They are so cold and soft. Her hand rests on your knee, strong fingers holding your neck tenderly as she pushes her lips onto yours, her tongue snaking into your mouth, pressing into your own appendage. You moan as you taste her saliva, her clean skin on yours, and you begin to feel other hands touch you. One pair slides up your thighs, parting the fabric of your dress and teasing at your underwear. Another plays with your hair and traces the line of your spine with sharp fingers as they remove your jacket. Yet another holds your waist, pressing an inquisitive hand into your breast. You feel your heat rising against the cold skin caressing you, your arousal and desire growing. You reach out for Marie, clumsily finding her slender waist, before she guides your hands between the folds of her dress to her dangling breasts. You cup them, firm and soft, feeling a thrill of excitement at the motion. Suddenly you feel a thumb brush your hard clit through fabric and you break free from Marie with a gasp, a string of silvery saliva connecting your moist lips for a moment, before breaking as you look down into Giuli's mischievous face.
"You're already so wet down here Cass, shall we slow down?" She giggles. You bite your lip and shake your head. It's all you can manage right now. Giuli grins back and spreads your legs, bunching the dress up more. You lean back and sigh, feeling breasts against your shoulder blades, thighs holding you tight and pussy pressing into your buttocks.
"We fit together so perfectly." Lula says huskily, over your shoulder. You shudder at the feeling of her lips brushing the back of your neck, her hands pressed lightly into your hips.
Marie lounges beside you, her dress straps sliding off her shoulders to reveal her perfect, perky breasts, her thighs stacking to allow the dress to fall away, treating you to a view of her long, smooth legs and the bounty between them. She brushes your thigh and Lula's beside it, leaning on her hand and sighing as if resting at a romantic picnic. You feel other hands pressing at your shoulders, sliding your own dress down off your shoulders, revealing your disappointing bra. You follow the taloned hands which are wrapped in fishnet sleeves up to their owner; Yara. Her eyes flash crimson, her messy hair as black as her lips, which are pulled into a broad sneer. A black choker with a silvery chain wraps her neck, the chain dangling down between her voluptuous breasts. Her breasts are perky and round, their nipples still pierced through with those black spikes. Below her snatched waist, wide fishnets cling to her wide hips, crisscrossing down her toned thighs which sit atop her folded legs. You see another glimmer of silver between her legs.
"Oh these will not do." She says, tugging at the bands of your bra, and you feel Lula pulling at the bindings to free it. Yara tosses the garment aside and holds your breasts, eyes flashing with excitement. She leans down, her long tongue lolling out from her mouth, and you moan louder as she clamps her lips over your nipple, her tongue teasing at it. You feel your panties sliding down your thighs and watch as Giuli pulls them free.
"Ufff." Giuli says, biting her lip. "Fuck Cass you're oozing." Your breath catches a little as she says this, her drawing closer to your vagina with each heart beat. You feel Lula pull you back, her face, framed by perfectly straight silver hair, looming before you, her perfect lips drawing close to yours even as her moonlight eyes stare into your soul. You accept her mind bending kiss as Marie presses her mouth onto your neck, smothering you in kisses and licks, and Giuli finally touches down. You yelp under Lula, your hands scrunching up the blanket as you make fists to counter the feeling of Giuli's cold wetness on your clit. You bite down on Lula's lip unconsciously as Giuli slips the tip of her tongue inside you, her upper lip caressing your sex. Lula giggles and pushes your teeth away with her tongue.
"A biter already," She breathes, millimeter's from you. "I like it." She pulls your chin up with one hand, pressing more forcefully onto your mouth as Giuli brings you closer. You feel Marie press her lips into your extended neck, her tongue sliding across your skin wetly. Yara's mouth opens wider, her teeth brushing the soft skin of your breast, her fangs pricking in. Giuli pushes her tongue to its root, the tip questing deep inside you as her front teeth brush your clit, still being pressured by her lip. Her fangs prick your labia and then, all at once, the vampires slide into you. Lula's insistent mouth is the only thing that stops you from screaming at the top of your lungs as incredible orgasm after orgasm shatter you. The intense pain only makes it better. You feel yourself fading as Marie draws from your jugular, Giuli from your cunt and Yara at your breast, each gulping and biting down with growing enthusiasm, their hands gripping you. Then all of a sudden, too soon you feel, they rip free with a gasp, Giuli's tongue sending after shocks as it slips out of you, and you slump against Lula, instantly exhausted. She holds you in her lap, peering down at you over her swaying breasts which are held with a windowed, skin tight grey turtleneck. You feel soft pleats from her skirt beneath your head.
"Well done girls," She whispers. "Lets take this nice and slow." The Vampires all peer down at you, smiling softly, their eyes dancing down your body. 'What are they looking at?' You think, woozy and lost. Then you begin to feel it. From each wound, the points of pain at your neck, straddling your right nipple and clit, a coldness emanates. You gasp as your labia tightens around your sex, the muscles in your thighs and crotch flexing with new found strength. You feel it spread to your butt which hardens, a gap appearing between your lower back and the bed where your buttocks once sagged down into the mattress. Your breasts tightens, growing in weight and definition, even as your strength grows to support it with ease. The coldness spreads to your other breast which expands in the same way, then downward it meets the march of Giuli's bite, hardening your stomach muscles, making a smooth expanse of your navel. You feel Marie's bite send cold sideways, your arms quivering with cold. You lift your left arm in front of your face, watching the already pale skin being consumed by the near white of the vampirism, leaving smooth skin and lean muscle in its wake. You stretch your fingers as they grow elegant, nail like, talons. You gasp as the change seeps deeper, stilling your lungs and your heart. Now you are truly undead. Finally, it rushes up your neck and you arch backwards as it does. You feel your ear tips grow and brush the sheets as your hearing sharpens to an incredible degree. Your mouth aches as your canines slide down, your tongue stretching as you explore their razor sharp tips. You blink and the darkness peels away, your new vampiric eyes having no trouble in your new habitat. Finally, the cold pierces your brain, stripping away inhibition, fear and mortal doubt, leaving only strength, confidence and ravenous desire. You release your spine with a hiss, enjoying the feel of your new body for a moment. Then you curl up, pulling your legs up and stretching your body to bare yourself to them as best you can.
"Fuck, I'm so horny..." You croon, eyeing the other vampiresses hungrily, your tongue peeking out of your mouth. They look so good, each of them more clear than ever to your vampire eyes. But more than that, your body begs for sex, and you are happy to appease it.
"What ever shall we do about that?" Lula says with a laugh, sliding over you so she straddles your waist, her pleated skirt only half covering her bare ass, her spine visible through the tight fabric of her sweater. You grip her milky thighs, then moan as she doubles forward, pressing her face between your legs, which you gladly open for her questing tongue. A second tongue meets her there, Marie's, and they slide into you together, fingers also filling you. You grip with strengthened kegels and moan as the vampires grasp at your thighs and ass. Another shape looms over you and you find yourself staring into Yara's pussy. Her clit piercing dangles above your mouth, her face grinning over her swaying breasts.
"You ready whore?" She giggles.
"Fuck my mouth baby." You squeal, opening wide, letting your tongue and fangs make an all too appealing landing bed for her clean cunt. She bites her lip, unable to resist, and sits on your face, you sliding your tongue deep inside her as she does, grasping her piercing with teeth and lip, twisting is around as you fuck her with your ridiculous tongue. You look up to see Giuli lean in, her bare pussy just above your face, her swaying under boobs pressing into Yara's bare tits as she kisses her passionately. Yara's fingers dive into her vagina, pleasuring her vigorously. You moan and rut, sliding, licking and sucking each other for minutes on end, before falling in sticky orgasm, limbs entangled. Many, many hours later, when your lovemaking has subsided into gentle pressure and cuddling, your naked bodies pressed together on the bed, you extract yourself. You look back at the girls, who regard you curiously before returning to their work. You step into your main, room admiring your new body. You pull a curtain aside, not caring if any night time travelers see you in all your glory in the moonlight. The street seems as clear to you as if it was day. You feel strong arms wrap you from behind and you nestle into their owner's shoulder, watching the world below.
"Are you well my sweet?" Lula asks quietly.
"Well, for a dead girl I feel pretty fucking good." She laughs.
"I'm so fucking hungry mistress." You growl.
"I bet you are dear." She croons. "Even a slut can only survive on pussy for so long."
You giggle.
"It's yours." She growls back. "Its all yours." You grin at the city, then turn to your mistress to fuck her senseless before the dawn.