Home to Mother

Becky grins at Michelle. “I think I won.”

Michelle kisses her, letting her taste her own blood.

“Fuck that was good. I feel so wicked, so thirsty.”

“Don’t resist, feeding is the most wonderful feeling imaginable.”

Becky runs her tongue over her new fangs. “I wonder if my mom has fangs yet.”

Will chuckles. “Why don’t you go see?”

“Sounds like a fucking plan.”

Will reaches into his wallet and pulls out several crisp bills.

“You don’t owe me that big a tip, unless I’m your little whore.”

Michelle licks her lips. “You can think of yourself as our little whore.”

Becky takes the money and shoves a pale black taloned finger in her mouth and gives it a good suck.

“Anytime you need sitter just give me a call.”

Will and Michelle laugh evilly. Becky joins in.

Becky gives Will a goodnight kiss, letting him fondle and toy with her ass. Michelle looks hungry, waiting for hers. Becky jams her breasts into Michelle’s as they kiss. She notes to herself how much bigger and more sensitive they are.

“Fuck, with a goodbye like that, it’s hard to leave.”

With that Becky exits. The cool breeze on her nipples gets them good and hard. Thoughts of drinking her mother’s blood excites her.

She strolls into her house. Her mother is on the couch.

“Hello, Becky, how were the Kirks?”