My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave

Chapter 229: B - The things I have to do to preserve Naomi’s sanity...

"So... you’re a vampire. Who would’ve thought?" Melania remarks.

"Well, I could say the same thing. Imagine finding out my best friend’s cousin is a succubus..."

"Now I understand why I felt that irresistible urge to fuck you the very moment I saw you. I mean, it’s no secret that vampires are irresistibly attractive."

We’re walking side by side along one of Manhattan’s main streets, heading back to Naomi’s place.

I’ve already let everyone know that Melania’s been found, though I had to twist the truth a little.

I simply told them I’d found her in an underground arcade where there was no cell service, and that she’d gotten so caught up in playing games that she’d completely lost track of time.

After Melania revealed her powers, I was terrified Philip might try to kidnap her, but thankfully, he left not long afterward.

Before he did, though, he admitted he’d known Melania was a succubus the moment I mentioned her last name.

As it turns out, Narkhalis is the royal family that rules the Kingdom of Ravessia on Elyndra.

And it wasn’t just her last name that tipped him off.

That distinctive pink streak falling over one of her eyes did too.

And here I was, thinking it was just some ridiculous teenage fashion trend.

That’s why Philip agreed to help me so readily...

And I ended up leading him straight to Melania.

I’m such an idiot.

But then again, how was I supposed to know she belonged to a royal family, especially when Melania herself had no idea?

That’s right.

Melania knew absolutely nothing about her own origins, and Philip made sure to explain everything to her in painstaking detail.

Long story short, Melania is the daughter of an incubus from the noble Narkhalis bloodline, and let’s just say noble incubi aren’t exactly known for being model fathers.

They spend their lives impregnating any race capable of carrying their offspring to term. At birth, every child is branded with a spell that allows the father to track them no matter where they are. Then they disappear until the child turns thirteen.

At that point, they simply return, claim the child as their own, and take them away by force, crushing anyone who dares stand in their way.

"Who else knows you’re not human?" I ask.

"Mmm... no one, I think. I’ve been very careful to keep it a secret."

"I hope so. Anyway, you said incubi come back to claim their children when they turn thirteen. Aren’t you worried your father might show up at any moment and take you away?"

Melania firmly shakes her head.

"Why would I be? I’m not human, and this world was never where I belonged. Deep down, I think I’ve always known something like this would happen eventually. That’s probably why I could never bring myself to accept Britney as my real parent. My mother was nothing more than an incubator whose only job was to raise me until I was old enough for my father to claim me. Nothing more. Aaah... I can’t wait to finally leave this world and return to where I truly belong. I’m so excited!"

"You shouldn’t talk about your mother with so little respect. Sure, Britney may have been nothing more than the woman who brought you into this world, but she’s worked herself to the bone for you ever since the day you were born! She’s done everything she could to make sure you never went without anything, despite the way you’ve been treating her lately. She’s been more of a parent to you than your father will ever be. And honestly, I can’t understand how you can choose a complete stranger who suddenly shows up to claim you after abandoning you all these years over the woman who raised you."

"I don’t stick my nose into your fucking business, so stay out of mine. Neither of us belongs in this world, Axel. If you’ve chosen to turn your back on who you really are and waste your life pretending to be an ordinary human, that’s your problem — not mine!"

I’m about to answer her, but I stop myself.

There’s no point.

Trying to change her mind would be a complete waste of time.

And more importantly... why should I even want to?

She’s nobody to me.

Just my best friend’s cousin, and I can’t play therapist for everyone I meet.

Naomi hadn’t even mentioned her until yesterday, so she can’t be that important in her life.

She can do whatever she wants.

It’s none of my business.

We’re only a few steps away from Naomi’s apartment when...

"Oh, Axel, that reminds me—I just had a brilliant idea! But promise you won’t interrupt me and you’ll let me finish before saying anything, okay?"

"Go ahead."

"As you already know, being a succubus means I need my daily dose of semen almost every day, preferably from someone who actually knows what they’re doing and can at least make it a little fun—"

"Forget it."

"Ugh... I told you to at least let me finish!"

"I have absolutely no intention of sleeping with an twelve-year-old, even if she’s a demon — let alone cumming inside you. That’s a privilege reserved for the women I love, and you’re not one of them."

"Aww... how romantic. Fine, then. I guess I’ll just have to go out every night and find someone willing to fuck me, just like I did tonight."

"If you think you can blackmail me like that, you’re barking up the wrong tree. I don’t give a damn about you. As far as I’m concerned, you can even let dogs fuck you!"

"Hmm... letting dogs fuck me... you know, I’d never actually considered that before. They do say they’re pretty well endowed down there. I wonder if it’s true..." she muses with a disgustingly perverted grin.

"For fuck’s sake, Melania, you can’t be serious!"

"Oh, I absolutely am... And as you already know, Naomi’s dog looks like a real stud — he probably weighs almost as much as I do. I wonder if my Charming Magic works on animals too... Well, there’s only one way to find out..."

She has to be bluffing.

No sane person would ever seriously consider something like that.

But from what little I’ve managed to learn, succubi have a completely warped and depraved view of reality, seeing every living creature as nothing more than a potential sexual partner and a source of both pleasure and nourishment.

So honestly it wouldn’t even surprise me if Melania really tried something that disgusting.

And if Naomi or Britney happened to see it...

No. I don’t even want to think about it.

"All right, all right... you win. We’ll do it your way. But on one condition — you’ll only get my cum in your mouth and nowhere else. And don’t even think about using any of your little tricks to brainwash me into cumming inside you. Am I clear?!"

"Deal!"

...Sigh.

The things I have to do to preserve Naomi’s sanity...