Message-ID: <38525asstr$1033258204@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <jrdss@pobox.alaska.net> Mime-Version: 1.0 X-Original-Message-ID: <a05111a05b9bac971e5aa@[209.112.139.69]> From: J R D <jrdss@pobox.alaska.net> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 27 Sep 2002 18:52:08 -0800 Subject: {ASSM} Vampiress (tg) [2/2] Date: Sat, 28 Sep 2002 20:10:04 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2002/38525> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates Here's my latest. Now, onto the boring stuff ------------------------- DISCLAIMERS ------------------------- This story contains scenes of an erotic and/or controversial nature, and is not intended for the perusal of minors. Further if perusal of such material is considered illegal in your area or immoral by your religion or personal beliefs, you should likewise bypass this story. This story remains the property of the author. Permission is granted to download, photocopy, copy and repost so long as any such action contains these disclaimers, and no attempt is made to profit from this story. All characters in this story are the creation of the author, and any resemblance to real persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental. This story may contain aspects of fantastic science or magic. The parameters of what this science/magic can accomplish are completely at the discretion of me, the author, and, as such, I make no apologies for any rules of "real" physics, chemistry, biology, or magic that may be broken within the story. ------------------------- Now onto the fun stuff ------------------------- "What's the difference between male/female differentiation and spiritual/mental/physical differentiation? Why not just say the energy breaks down into male and female first, then breaks down into the three way split?" "Because the male and female labels are mostly just conventions, labels as applied by the soul inside. You might as well just call them positive and negative. Spiritual, mental, and physical energies are distinctly different and exist within a specific hierarchy. Spiritual energy is the highest, is used for determining right and wrong and sticking by your decision despite temptation, and can be used to bolster mental and physical tasks. Mental energy is used for mental tasks, figuring things out and the like, and can also be used to bolster physical tasks. Physical energy is used just for physical tasks." "It seems to me you could use mental energy to figure out right and wrong." "From a strictly logical standpoint, perhaps, but it requires spiritual energy in order to make those decisions work. If you make the decision based solely on logic, then the decision gets all messed up when you start adding moral issues, like the man who makes the logical, moral decision not to steal, but then is faced with the dilemma of stealing or letting his family starve. The logical man, the one deciding just with mental energy, will eventually decide that one of those decisions is a necessity. He either let's his family starve or steals something. The spiritual man can make a decision that both are wrong, and then he somehow finds a way to feed his family without stealing." "Now, you say we're masculine-physical vampiresses? That means we feed on masculine-physical energy?" "Right." "But I thought you said the whole masculine/feminine thing was just convention? What's the difference between masculine-physical energy and feminine-physical energy?" "In terms of usage? Very little. The important thing is what the soul inside believes. To give you an example, think of a construction worker with a very high masculine-physical energy content, but a comparatively low feminine-physical energy content. This construction worker spends all day carting around various things for his job, large sacks of cement, heavy equipment, that sort of thing, and because he believes this is all very manly stuff, he does it all day without showing a bit of strain. Yet you hand the same construction worker a fifteen pound baby, and because he believes carrying a baby is a very feminine thing to do, his arms get tired after only a short time. It isn't that he is unwilling to carry the child. It's just that he believes his masculine energy won't do him any good, he expends his feminine energy in very short time." "But if the difference is just based on the belief of its creator, couldn't we feed on both masculine and feminine?" "No. Whatever energy our victim believes is masculine is the energy we feed on. I'm not sure why, but that's the way it works. We feed predominantly on masculine-physical energy, and we can feed on masculine-mental, although it won't be as useful or fulfilling to us." "What about spiritual energy?" "Spiritual energy, masculine or feminine, is toxic to us. That's what you felt earlier. The first feeding for a vampiress always entails sucking your victim dry of both physical and mental energy. The spiritual energy the person has fights this procedure, which is why a rapist makes such a good meal. No one with any amount of spiritual energy would ever allow themselves to become a rapist." "Did I actually turn that guy into a woman?" "Actually, he turned himself into a woman. It was his last-ditch defense against you. After you sucked up all of his physical and mental masculine energy, his spiritual energy caused a flare-up of everything he had left, his feminine-physical, feminine-mental, and what little spiritual energy he had, both feminine and masculine. The result was a total transformation into a woman." "Does he even remember what he did or what he was?" "Depends on the amount of feminine-mental energy he had. Remembering is, after all, a mental task. If he had a lot, then he'll remember everything. If he only had a little, then he might have trouble remembering how to use a doorknob." "So what happens to him now? He goes off, finds a man, and cranks out babies like a colonial wife?" "It's like I told you before, it depends on what he believes. If he thinks that the only thing a woman is good for is finding a man and making babies, then that's what he'll do. If he believes that all a woman is good for is having sex and pleasuring men, then he'll probably turn out to be a prostitute or a porn star. However, if he is like most rapists, then he raped women because he believed that women were intrinsically stronger than he was, and he was desperately trying to prove otherwise. If that was the case, now that he is a woman, he'll probably become a strong, upstanding member of society. How is that for irony?" "Okay, I get all that, but why me? Why transform me into this man energy sucking thing that I've become?" "Because your energy flow was broken, and the temptation your energy presented was too great to pass up." "My energy flow was broken? What does that mean?" "Tell me, if you had to guess, what would you say your energy levels were before I got a hold of you?" "Dismally low on all counts. Masculine, feminine, spiritual, mental, physical, and all combinations thereof were all dismally low." "Wrong. Your masculine-physical and spiritual were, as you say, dismally low, but your masculine-mental energy was actually above-average. Your feminine energy, however, was appreciable. Your feminine-physical energy was positively enormous, as testified to by those rather enormous feminine assets that you now have. Your problem was that you weren't using it. The combination of powerful, yet unused feminine energy and negligible masculine energy allowed me to take you and invert your masculine flows, so that you actually sucked up other people's physical and mental energy." "Making me into a vampiress?" "Exactly." "So now I'm some kind of undead thing? A soulless, passionless thing doomed to to seek out rapists to prey upon in order to feed my inhuman hunger?" "Oh, stop judging yourself by Hollywood shlock movies. All vampiresses have souls. It's just that those souls are broken, unable to produce sufficient amounts of a particular type of energy. As for passionless, what our bodies are doing right now should disabuse you of that notion. We feed on the raw stuff of life. If anything, we're more passionate, far more alive than a regular human. Along with that, however, comes a warning. As we are more passionate, so also is it easier to lose ourselves to our passions. We love and live harder, so we must be careful not to damage those we love and live with. No human could long take what we have to give out." "But what about feeding on rapists?" "You'd rather let him go? Not only have we saved any girls he might have raped in the future, but the woman he has become now has a chance to become something better than he was. There are even some of our kind who think that that is why we were created. Besides, rapists are actually a small part of our diet." "Who else will we feed on?" "Those energy levels I described before aren't static things. They fluctuate up and down. Sometimes, a man's physical levels will surge upwards and override their spiritual levels. When this happens, you get that urge that men describe as an uncontrollable need to go out and cheat on their lovers. Personally, I think it comes from a weakness of spirit rather than a physical reason, but since other people's spiritual energy is toxic, no vampire is a good judge of how much another has. Anyway, most of our meals come from sucking up that excess physical energy so that the spirit can handle it. You never feed on these people until a transformation occurs. Also, never feed on a rapist without another of our kind present. If I hadn't been there earlier, there's no telling what damage you could've done with all that excess energy surging through you." "You said vampire, not vampiress. There are males of our kind?" "Of course. We are unable to produce masculine energy, we only normally produce feminine energy, so that makes us women. There are also those who cannot produce feminine, only masculine, so they are men." "Despite what we have between our legs?" "Yes, you'll find out what's between our legs, between anyone's legs, is not so important as the kind of energy they produce. The humans are far too willing to judge based on anatomy. You can't make that mistake. Your continued life depends on not making that mistake." "You speak of the humans as something separate, something less than us because of our closer connection to the energy, but earlier you implied that we were less than the humans because we had broken souls. So which is it? Are we less than them or greater than them?" "Depends on what you're talking about. We have problems understanding the male perspective, at least a good man's perspective. But when it comes to actually doing male things, like that cross city run, because we have a greater connection to the energy, we can accomplish things in ways that most humans could never dream of." "But we do it with stolen energy." "Exactly. We are like remora on the underside of the shark's belly. We feed on his blood and get around with his help. In return, we help to keep his blood clean, filtering out impurities. It's what they call a symbiotic relationship." "If that's the case, then how did vampires get such a bad reputation?" "The reputation we got came from a time when people were willing to turn a blind eye to the abuses that marked people as the kind of people that we fed on. When a few soldiers would disappear, it didn't matter that in the dark of night these men would be raping the very women they were supposed to be protecting." "You make it sound very noble." "Perhaps noble is too strong a word, but we do serve a purpose. Do you have any more questions?" "Not right now, but if I have more, can I come back to you?" "Of course. We've got plenty of time together. Until you learn how to control yourself, control the primal passions which are now so powerful within you, you are my responsibility and will remain in my house under my tutelage." "How long do you think that will take?" "If it takes the usual amount of time, it shouldn't be much more than a couple of decades." "A couple of decades?! You must have been a toddler when you became a vampiress!" The woman laughed. "Not quite. One thing those Hollywood films did get right is that we don't age as long as we continue to feed. As of next April, I will be 418 years old. I actually came over on the Mayflower." "Wow! Come to think of it, I do have another question." "Okay, go ahead and ask." "What did you do with Jimmy? Did you transform him into a girl or just suck a little bit of his excess energy off?" "I was going to suck off enough energy to scare him a bit, but after I met you, I decided... on another path for him." "What other path?" "I will have to show you after our bodies are finished. Come. Let us return our attentions to our bodies and enjoy the pleasure they have to give us." As simple as that, we were back to fucking, sucking, and fondling each other. I saw what she meant by loving harder than normal humans. We ripped apart the bed sheets and the pillows with our love making, and, considering the size of our cocks, I'm surprised one of us didn't get split wide open at some point. Finally, we hit a lull and got up. Both of us could've kept going. Neither of our cocks had softened in the slightest. My cock was a little bit smaller than I think it was, and I think her cock had shrunk, too. I looked at her and asked, "Do these ever get soft? I have been running around with this foot long hard on since I fed on that rapist." "They won't go soft on their own. Our male equipment is where we store the male energy that we take from others, but when the energy you have passes the level you had before you became a vampiress, and since, for most of us, that level started pretty low, it doesn't take much to give us a perpetual hard on. As you get older and feed more and more, you're can get bigger and bigger and still go soft, but for a while, you will have to reduce your energy levels to the point they were at before." "How do I do that? Use it up fucking and sucking and running and doing other physical stuff?" "No, we use energy more efficiently than humans do, so that would take days. Furthermore, you wouldn't have any for using in later days." "So what do I do?" "That is what Jimmy is for." She went over to the door and opened it. Standing there was Jimmy, kind of. Jimmy had shrunk, and I don't mean emaciated shrunk. Jimmy had become a smaller man. He had shrunk down from his old six foot height to about five foot eight or nine. He had also lost most of the muscles that he used to have, making him just normal. The woman said, "Jimmy is where you will store all your excess energy. I've turned him into your vessel." I don't know whether it was my new vampiress's outlook on life or all the abuse I had suffered at Jimmy's hands, but the concept of using Jimmy as my storage place please to me, probably more than it should have. "So how do I use him?" "Stick your dick inside him, either his ass or his mouth, concentrate on the size you want your dick to be, and then fuck him to orgasm. When you do hit your point of ecstasy, your extra energy will flow into him." The concept of fucking Jimmy really pleased me. He had never let me do that before, but, looking at the size of my new member, I asked, "Is he going to be able to handle this?" "No need to worry. I've sculpted him so that he can take you no matter how large you get." "Sculpted him? What is that?" "Tailored and modified his body in order to fit my, actually our, personal requirements. It's one of those things that I will teach you. By the time I'm finished, you'll be able to reshape him into any specimen of manhood you would like, from big and buff to small and wimpy, all ready to accept your cock and whatever energy you choose to deposit within him. In return, he remains young and healthy and should live to almost twice the age he normally would have." Personally, I cared nothing for the benefits he was going to get out of it. I was thinking only of taking my gigantic cock and ramming it in and out of my previous "master", his words. I ordered him, "Down on your hands and knees, boy." He immediately did as I said. Somehow, I knew that he would obey me no matter what command I gave him. I knew it was thanks to the strange woman, and I grew anxious for the day that I could do the same thing on my own. All thoughts of that, however, left my mind once I saw him on his hands and knees. I got down behind him, took my dick, and slid it into his ass. There was resistance, but his ass did open up and allow me into it. Part of me was a little disappointed that it didn't take more force to get into him. I suppose I should feel guilty about that, but I don't. As I shafted into him, really getting into it, the woman asked, "May I use his mouth?" I told her sure, and she got down in front of him and slid her dick into his mouth. While we were both using him, she reached out and took my breast in hand and fondled it. I quickly responded in kind, and for the first time in my life, I found myself enjoying playing with a couple boobs. At that point, Jimmy was nothing more than a little sex toy for our enjoyment. After a few minutes, we came. I felt most of the energy that I had taken from the rapist leave my body and enter Jimmy. It was still there to take back if I wanted, but I was content to leave it where it was. I pulled out, noting that my dick had returned to its former size. When the woman pulled out, I noticed that her dick had not changed size and mentioned it to her. She told me, "No vampiress can use another vampiress's vessel." "So now what? More sex?" She laughed. "Our days are not just about feeding and sex, although those are both fun parts of it. we also lead normal lives. I am a local businesswoman, fairly successful, too." "What about me? I was never anything of any note." "Well, that will have to change. The sun is coming up, so I have to go to work, but when I get back, I will start to work with you." "Training me to be a businesswoman?" "Perhaps after we determine where your skill lies, but first we will need to train you in how to act like a woman, bras, panties, matching clothes, and that sort of stuff. Compared to that, learning to be a vampiress is easy." "So what do I do until you get back?" She shrugged. "Whatever you would like. Look around the mansion, read a book from the library, play with your boy or any of my staff. My staff are all of vessels of mine, so as long as your orders don't conflict with mine, they will obey you implicitly." She came over and gave me a kiss. "Be ready to go to work when I get back. I will try to make your lessons fun, but I am a stern task mistress." With that, she turned and left. I looked at Jimmy and saw that he had returned to his normal size. I sat on the edge of the bed, pointed to my dick, and said, "Suck me," to which he dutifully obeyed. As Jimmy gave me the first blow job he had ever given me, I considered all the abusive men who cheated and hurt their women. If you are one of them, look out. There is a new vampiress in town, and she's looking for you. -- "This is reality, not T.V. Can't you tell the difference?" 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