Young Blood
by HypnoNinja
CHAPTER 1
The young girl undressed for bed, unaware of the figure that watched from outside her second story bedroom window. He licked his lips slowly as she tossed her tan, flower patterned shirt to the side, her back turned to the pale observer, her hair still tied in a ponytail. “Tonight…” the strange figure whispers, barely moving its lips. The girl doesn’t hear the sound of long fingernails slowly scratching against her still closed window…
Darkness. Young Amy Taylor lay in her bedroom, the morning sun just beginning to rise, peeking bashfully from the horizon. But the young girl did not sleep soundly. She tossed and squirmed in her bed, strange feelings ravishing her just-developing body. Still in the passing throes of a rather vivid dream, Amy gasps and moans, strange hands run across her body. Suddenly, she wakes with a start, her sky blue eyes scanning her room slowly, still heavy with sleep. Her breathing coasts down slowly, sweat glistening on her body.
Slowly, she rises, still unsure of her surroundings. She rubs her forehead gently, the dream finally passing. Amy finds herself in her bedroom, as she did every morning, the sun just beginning to illuminate the familiar “Cherrywood High Musical” poster hanging on her wall, a souvenir of her favorite movie. Her breath returns to her slowly, her pajama top hangs unbuttoned for reasons unknown. She squeezes her legs together gently, a weird fuzzy feeling coming from “down there”, the same feeling she got when she thought of Adam, that cute boy in school. She sighs gently, slipping her hand into her top and unconsciously squeezing a nipple before realizing what she’s doing. “What’s happening to me...?” she whispers to herself.
Standing by her bed, 12-year-old Amy Taylor notices her state for the first time. Her top unbuttoned, her pajama bottoms stained by something between her legs. Blushing furiously, she rebuttons her top. “Did I pee myself?” she half asks. She tries to remember the dream, but it sadly eludes her. Sighing, she turns towards her dresser to get dressed for the day, first glancing over at her bed as if to convince herself that she did not, in fact, pee her bed. Sighing gently as that pleasant dream slipped away, seemingly forever, she discards her soiled pajamas and gets dressed for school...
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The sensations of skilled hands tracing along her body. The feel of another pressing down on her as a tongue traces small circles around her developing body. The thrill of knowing the source is traveling lower... Lower... Close to touching her “down there.” “Master...” she begs…
“Hello...? You there?” asks a familiar voice. Amy returns to awareness suddenly, finding herself at the lunch table at school. Her friend Katie sits across from her, her head tilted slightly. Her lips part in a slight smile. “You kinda zoned out there for a few. What’s up?” she asks out of concern.
“Eh heh... Nothing, really. I'm just a little distracted today,” Amy giggles to herself, blushing. These “dreams” have been coming to her all day. Vivid and clear when they happen, but slowly fading away until nothing remains. She shifts her legs slightly, feeling the moistness once more. Amy picks at her food absently. “This stuff looks terrible,” she complains.
Katie takes a bite of the “steak” with a slight grin. “Same crap they always serve. You don’t like it?” Amy shakes her head gently.
“No... It just doesn’t look appetizing to me. I skipped breakfast too, and I’m really hungry,” she mutters, picking at a pea before gently sliding the tray off to the side.
“You should really eat something. We have a test today. Don't want to get distracted again,” Katie pokes her with her fork gently. “By your stomach.”
Suddenly, she gets wide-eyed. “Hey, hey! There's Adam! He's looking this way!” she whispers excitedly. Amy looks over at the boy that she'd had a crush on for months. But... He strangely didn’t interest her. He looked so.... plain.
She turns with a dismissive shrug. “Whatever.” she mumbles, looking back at her bland meal.
“What?! You've been wanting him to ask you out for months! Are you sure you’re alright?” Katie leans over and places a hand on her friend's forehead. “You sick or something?”
Amy looks at her friend. “No, I just... I don’t know. He's just...” she begins as she looks at her friend and pauses. Amy had never noticed it before, but Katie was really very pretty. She stares into her friend’s deep green eyes, almost like pools of emeralds.
“What are yo...” Katie slurs, her thoughts drifting away slowly. Amy looks her over, her deep, beautiful eyes. Her perfect nose... Why did she ever think boys were nice? Girls were so much better. Katie’s breathing slows slightly, her soft pink lips parting in a slight moan. Amy finds herself wondering what it would be like to kiss them. She finds Katie's mind opening to her slowly. She sees Katie's darkest secret, and it causes her to blush. Amy’s attentions slowly drift across her friend's face, to her neck. She looks at it longingly, licking her lips gently. She wants to kiss it. To… Katie, apparently sensing her friend's wishes, tilts her head to the side slightly. Amy’s breathing increases slightly, her mouth feeling a little funny, like her teeth were in the wrong place. Transfixed by her submissive friend’s neck, she slowly curls her lips up and…
The bell rings suddenly, snapping young Amy from her trance. Shaking her head to focus, she looks over at Katie, who blinks a couple times as if waking up from a dream. “Huh. What happened there? I must have zoned out for a minute. Maybe it’s contagious?” she smiles, gathering up her books and dishes.
“M-Maybe...” Amy replies, her teeth still feeling strange, but something about it frightens her too much to investigate it. She looks over at her friend as she turns to return her tray. “H-Hey. Come over my house later?” she asks.
“Sorry. I have practice tonight. You know that,” comes the reply.
“O-Of course...” Amy stammers nervously. Why is she thinking this way? She silently returns her tray, studying her friend's ass as she walks away, her skirt swaying slightly. “Why am I thinking like this?” she wonders to herself... She reaches up to her mouth discreetly, and feels a pair of slightly elongated canines...
CHAPTER 2
Amy had been distracted the rest of the day. Not because of the recurring dream, but because of what happened at lunch. Why had Katie acted like that? What exactly did she do to her? Amy looked around the class, wondering why she was suddenly so attracted to girls. "Girls are so much nicer, don't you think?" said a voice in her head. A forgotten memory? A lost dream? She shakes her head slightly, trying to flush it out. Holding her stomach, she feels hungry. Hungrier than she had ever been before. But why? Why couldn't she eat anything?
The clock rings, signaling the end of the school day. As she stands to gather her books, she looks next to her and sees Katie. Amy's eyes drift across her best friend's body slowly. Remembering what she saw in Katie's mind, she pauses for a moment, wondering if she can do it again, like she did at lunch. "Hey Katie." she says.
Katie turns to face her. "Hmm?" she asks.
"Umm..." she falters, unsure what to say. "Can you skip your lessons tonight? I r-really want to spend some time with you." she stammers nervously.
"You know my mom gets mad when I skip practice," she begins. "Besides..." she gets cut off as Amy takes her arm gently and turns Katie to face her. "Hey! What’s going on with you to-" she stops, getting caught in Amy's eyes once again. For just a brief moment, she sees her friend's eyes shimmer a slight red color, her pupils changing to slits, like a cat's. Or a demon's... But they change back swiftly. She stands transfixed by them as Amy pushes gently into her mind. "I..." she slurs, feeling very relaxed and comfortable, her willpower being subverted by the faltering attempts of her best friend.
"Will you spend some time with me?" Amy repeats, noticing Katie's face slip into a blissful trance.
"Yess..." she says softly, her face softening from her earlier look of annoyance to one of silent submission.
"Wow..." Amy looks at her friend. "It worked." She looks around to make sure nobody was paying attention. "You alright?" she asks, waving a hand in Katie's face.
"Yess..." she slurs slightly.
Amy swallows hard, her heart pounding in her chest. Her hands trembled nervously. "Get your stuff, and follow me. And... Act normal?" she whispers to her enthralled friend. Katie obeys silently, her face not revealing anything wrong, aside from the slight glaze in her eyes, smiling pleasantly as she follows her out of the room. Amy leads Katie towards the school's music room, knowing that it would be unused today. She quietly opens the door and, making sure nobody's in there, enters, motioning for Katie to follow.
Amy hears the door latch click gently behind her as she turns towards her enthralled friend. "How am I doing this...?" she wonders silently to herself. She studies Katie for a moment. Her best friend for 6 years now, they had always been inseparable. But something was different now. Having seen her friend's deepest secret, something she would never admit to her, has subtly altered their relationship. Amy approaches her once-best friend and caresses her brunette hair gently. "You... Like me, don't you?" she whispers.
Katie's expression doesn't change, but a sliver of emotion leaks out. "Yes..." she replies, whispering, with a just a twinge of embarrassment. "You're so pretty. I'm not supposed to like girls, but... I can't help it." she says with sadness in her voice. "I... Like this... Not thinking. No worrying about what people think. Just... Obeying." she continues with a gentle smile.
Amy approaches her entranced friend, intrigued by this change. She watches her friend for a moment, stunned, not sure what to do next. "She's very pretty..." Amy thinks to herself.
"It wouldn't hurt to... Kiss Her." something whispers to her. Whether she thought of it herself, or if she were told to, did not matter. She steps close to Katie, who gazes at her in blissful submission. Her heart pouncing relentlessly, her hands trembling with nervousness, Amy leans in and lays her lips upon Katie's.
Katie squeaks slightly with surprise as Amy touches her lips to hers. She opens her mouth in a slight moan, before letting her tongue slip free and into Amy's mouth. Amy's eyes flutter open in surprise, but she doesn't pull back. Somehow, this felt right. She allowed Katie to probe her mouth for a moment, before taking control once more and pushing back into her friend's mouth with her own tongue, the two dancing with each other. Amy pulled back slowly, taking a deep breath, Katie giving out a gentle sigh.
"Mistress..." Katie gives out a little moan, her body quivering with a strange need. Amy looks at her friend, surprised by the word. She watches as Katie gently tilts her head to the side once again, as she had at lunch. Almost immediately, Amy became aware of that strange hunger again, her pleasant tryst with her best friend having removed it from her mind. Her eyes flutter for a moment, a strange instinct slowly entering her mind. Licking her pink lips, she leans in and kisses Katie's soft, pale neck gently, eliciting a gentle moan from her servant. Once again, her teeth feel strange, as if they grew too big. Amy opens her mouth wide, leaning in closer. "Take me..." Katie whispers breathlessly, her young body trembling. Amy curls her upper lip back, revealing that her pure ivory canines have become sharp fangs. The young girl fights against herself, not wishing to harm her friend, but at the same time NEEDING this more than anything else she ever had before. She slowly closes her mouth and gently pushes Katie away.
"Go." she whispers, her body shaking visibly.
"But Mistress...?" Katie questions, afraid she had upset Amy.
"Go." she repeats, turning away from her once best friend. "Go home. Forget any of this happened. Understand?" she asks, somehow knowing Katie cannot disobey.
"I..." Katie begins, the events of the past couple minutes already fading. "Wow, look at the time!" she exclaims, "Sorry, I need to get home. I have practice tonight!" Amy merely nods, her back still turned. "Umm... See you later?"
"Yeah..." Amy whispers as Katie leaves the room. Amy looks up at her reflection in the window. Her eyes are glowing a faint reddish color, her canines still sharp. She hangs her head, and heads for home.