Teenage wasteland

You’re about to leave the open space when suddenly, Bayley bursts out of his office.

“Adams, I need an extra pair of hands for a special check on a high school girl.”

You’re about to protest when the words, high school and girl hit you. You start to salivate.

“You’ll go with Johnson and the lab team.”

You grab your coat, check your gun and head toward the briefing room.

Johnson is giving the last instructions when you enter the room.

“Okay so to sum it up, Car one, we will grab her and take the sample, car two will do the test and car three will cover. Need I remind you all that we have to act fast, the DSD has a mandate for this kind of operations but it’s never good for our image to be seen picking up a teenagers girl from the streets. Are we clear?”

“Yes sir,” the twelve agents sitting in the room answer in unison.

Jenny is sitting in a corner, when she spots you, she throws you one of her hateful stares. You smile back at her.

Johnson fills you up on the details as you drive towards your destination.

“Two weeks and a half ago the DSD was approached by a high level executive from LilaPharmatech. According to her, the company had been overrun by a group of Demons and has developed an attenuated version of the Lilith strain.”

You present condition must be linked to this somehow.

“We were provided with a sample and we have been developing a way to detect it. The formula is not 100% accurate, even more at the very first stages of the infection, but the guys of the lab are confident that they are close enough to start field testing. The girl we’re about to grab is the daughter of the high executive.”

“Any reasons to believe that she’s been infected?”

“None at the moment. It’s just a proxy routine check. By the way, I’d like you to be the courier, there’s a small dump a few blocks south, you’ll drive the convoy there. Once we get there I want you to jump and go give the sample to the mobile lab in car two, is it good for you?”

“Yup, no problem.”

He grabs the radio.

“Okay guys, the house is around the corner, the spotter is in place. Now we wait.”

He turns back to you.

“This mission was originally planned for this morning but with the incident yesterday we had to delay.”

You wait for an hour for the girl to come back from school before the radio finally spits the expected words.

“Garbage truck you have a green light, I repeat a green light.”

The girl walks down the street, every pervert’s fantasy. The wrapping by itself is a statement of sluttyness, a straight black suit with a skirt a bit too short not to be provocative, an ample cleavage, black shoes and white socks that climb up a firm leg. The content is even more exciting, perfect ass, perfect breasts, perfect legs and an angelical face you’d like to see distorted by the pleasure of your improved dick.

The three SUV engage in the street and everything works as planned. The girl is on the back seat, a bag over her head. You drive away. Checking as Johnson and his team are working behind you, you notice that the girl has no panties, her pink exposed labia is glistening to the dim light of the falling day…

Damn you’re starving.

Johnson’s assistant starts.

"Hey go easy on her; her mom is the one that uncovered this. She's kind of a hero."

"Sit still miss there is a virus, an attenuated version of the Lilith Strain, loose in this city,” Johnson tells the girl, “It came out of Lilapharmatech. We are checking everyone connected, and anyone connected to someone found infected."

"Oh god, what happens if I'm infected?” the girl asks.

You can hear her heartbeat accelerate. She is definitely infected. You’ll have to do something about it.

"Termination. But, likely you don't have it. Ready agent?" Johnson continues

"You are going to feel a pinch," Johnson assistant tells to the girl prepping the huge syringe.

The girl lets out a faint gulp.

You finally reach the dump. The convoy stops. Johnson silently hands you the sample, you run to the second vehicle. This is going to be tricky. You open the door and hand the vial to Jenny. You use her always hateful stare to get into her mind. The sample is virus free, the sample is virus free, the sample is virus free…

“The sample is virus free, you can release the girl,” she finally says as the console in front of her tells her otherwise.

You thank her and walk back to the S.U.V.

“She's clean; let her go," you say.

The girl is pushed out of the car and you drive off.

A few blocks further down, you stop the car and turn to Johnson.

“Do you mind if I don’t go back with you? I have an appointment not too far from here and I’d rather not go all the way back to the DSD just to come back.”

“Of course not, have a pleasant evening Adams.”

It sure will…

You walk back to the house, sit on the porch and wait for the girl to come back. Ten minutes later she walks up the alley. She smiles at you.

“You were driving right?”

“Yup.”

“And you’re the one who cleared me, right?”

“Yup.”

“Why don’t you come on in, I’ll fix you a drink.”

“That would be my pleasure.”

You follow the girl into the house. She has you sitting on a large white couch and walks to a monumental bar in the wall.

“What’s your poison?”

“At the moment I think I’ll have you,” you say leaving the couch, “Name’s Kyle by the way.”

She turns around.

“I’m Sara, but you must know that already.”

“Yup,” you answer as you close the gap between your two bodies.

“So Kyle, what should we start with? Would you mind a little blowjob?” she says grabbing your pants.

“No young lady, I have been starving most of the day and first I think I’ll start with a sip.” You say forcing her head to a side and sinking your fangs into her neck.

“Hey,” she screams, “no hickey!”

But the skin has broken and blood is already pouring down your throat. She moans, she screams.

After a short while you let her go. A hand on her wound, she looks at you with amazement.

“Holy Mother of Fuck! That’s new... A fucking vampire… If I was expecting this…”

“Yeah, not so common apparently…” you answer laconically.

“Okay so mister big bad vampire, why don’t you tell me your story while I suck that hard dick of yours?”

You smile as she drops your pants and takes your hard cock between her lips. You tell her about your last few days as she wickedly licks your parts. You’re about to come as you finish your story.

“Quite interesting,” she says licking her lips, “my turn now.”

She seats on the white couch and it’s your turn to kneel between her legs. The glistening pink slit you spotted in the car is there for you to take. You bend over, cleaning her tenderness first before driving your tongue deep into her guts. Your fangs scratching against her mons leave her with dozens of tiny cuts filling you with even more of her delicious blood.

Her voice is captivating; you can feel that she’s used to talk in public. She tells you of her school and of that bottle of water she found. She tells you of her new Goth friend Heline with whom she has to meet later on tonight to get matching tattoos. She tells you of her plans.

As she finishes her story a forceful stream of squirt fills your mouth, you bite hard into her pelvis using your fangs as an anchor. You drink her cum, her blood, you can feel her come and come again and finally she dies.

You stand hovering over the carcass of the young girl. You didn’t expect it to end like this but you don’t really care, she was just another human, she’ll be in hell by now enjoying the pleasure of a thousand demons **** her.

You go to the bar to make yourself a cocktail when from behind you a loud moan raises. You turn around to see the body of the teenager twisting, transforming. Her skin turns grey, long black horns appear on her forehead, a forked tail grows between her butt cheeks, two large bat wings spread from her back and a pair of red slits has replaced her deep green eyes.

“Oh Kyle,” she moans through her huge fangs, “What the hell have you done to me?”

Speechless you look at the new succubus rising.

Now on top of your mission to take over the DSD you have a teenage demon with raging hormones to babysit…