Title: The Akashiya Massacre: Part 1
Commissioned by: Balthasar00
Categories: Rosario Vampire
Characters: (Inner) Moka Akashiya, Kokoa Shuzen,
OFC(s), OMC(s)
Tags: Femdom, FF/Multi, Inflation, Vampire
Girls, Incest, Shrinking, Shrinking out of Clothes, Crush, Clean Feet, Smelly
Feet, Sadism, Futanari, NonCon, Vore, Gore, Blood, Snuff, Very Dark
Alternate Title(s): Giantess and a Vampire
Beta Reader: SimplylovingIt
Started: 21/06/2023
Finished: 10/07/2023
Patreon: 12/07/2023
Public: 12/08/2023
Chapter
1
An
Unwanted Wake-Up Call
“Ah!”Uff-Aah!” Kokoa cried out in a startled yelp, pain
radiating from her nose as she began to fall and struck the blood-coloured
carpet.
The familiar ticklingwet warmth of blood trickling out of her
nostril, making a tiny pool above her lip, steadily drew the young redheaded
vampire from her stunned pain. Her swampyHer mossy green eyes shifted to stare
at the beautiful pale sole, decorated by divine crevices as her Mistress’s toes
mistress’s curled in her sleep.toes as she slept. The hem of Kokoa’s crimson
nighty twitched as a little bulge began to press against the silky
fabric. Her big sister had kicked her out of bed in her sleep, Moka didn’t even
know she’d done it. Kokoa’s bulge twitched again, the hot, meaty cock beneath
the silky fabric slapping the inside of her thigh as it tried to lift higher.
She let her tongue slide out and run over her top lip,
capturing the bloody puddle, her spicy, tangy flavour exploded over her tongue.
It wasn’t as good as human blood, but there was no denying that she was delicious
– in more ways than one.
‘Maybe I can procure some succubae blood for big sis for her birthday,’ she
mused to herself, just the thought of the aphrodisiac effects of the yokai
blood making her start salivatingto drool, or was that the taste of her own
blood?
“Mmmnnn,” Moka groaned in her sleep, the mewling sound making
the bulge between Kokoa’s thighs twitch, her elder sister and mistress turned
in her sleep, inadvertently tugging the leash connected to Kokoa’s collar,
tugging her forward. The unconscious display of power and control further
enticing Kokoa and making her cock twitch.
Maybe she should wake her sister with a couple licks to her
sensitive sole. She might even get the elder vampire to squirt.
BANG
Moka’s foot slid furthershot fully out from the bottom ofunder
the maroon duvet, her body going unnaturally stiff beneath the thick fabric as
she was forcibly awoken by a loud sound outside.
‘So much for that idea,’
Kokoa sat up and pushed herself back to her feet, her socked feet padding
softly against the carpet as she stumbled forward.
“Ugh, what was that?” Moka growled, Kokoa felt her knees
tremble and her semi-erect member shiver at the animalistic tone of her big
sister, Moka tugged her leash, jerking her closer to the bed, “go and check
slave,” she spat.
“Yes Mistress,” Kokoa squeaked, cheeks burning with arousal,
her big sister always woke up grumpy, it was why the morning sex was so good.
Just the thought of Moka holding her down and taking her holes one by one,
biting and bruising her flesh…the hem of Kokoa’s scarlet nightie lifted,
sliding back over the length of her shaft as her cock rose to attention and
bobbed with eagerness.
Kokoa parted the thick maroon drapes and immediately felt a
burning pain in her eyes as sunlight streamed into the room and forced her
sensitive eyes to adapt to the summer weather. She had not expected it to still
be daytime, normally they would sleep through to the evening just as it was
starting to darken outside. There would be fewer humans and things would
be more peaceful, more…romantic.
Past the expansive mansion grounds decorated with greying,
once-white, statues of the enemies her big sister and mistress had defeated in
one way or another, overgrown grass and vines reaching up to try to reclaim the
plot of land. Through the stone archway hosting the black iron gates.
On the country road was a horrendous eye sore in the wayform
of a bright yellow school bus with huge puffsclouds of smoke billowing out of
the open engine, and milling. Milling out of the vehicle in single file was a
small battalion of preteen human children, each wearing matching little
blazers, white button up shirts and either black pants or skirts with dark stockings.
“Ugh, it’s not even midday,” Moka snarked, glaring at the
grandfather clock, barely illuminated by the light filtering through the gap in
the curtains and sneaking around her pet. The small hand was nearing
eleven. She’d only been asleep for two hours! Somebody was going to pay. “What
is going on out there?” Moka asked, slowly, deliberately forming every syllable
with a dangerous calm.
Kokoa shivered, randy goose pimples fluttered up her back,
and her hard cock slapped against the window ledge. She knew what that tone
meant. Punishment time. Ooh, maybe dungeon time too! Kokoa began to salivate as
she imagined her sister placing her on the rack, or the Chevalet and going back
to bed, leaving her to suffer until nightfall, or maybe the paddles – oh Kami
perhaps even the whips.
“Kokoa!” Moka suddenly shouted, tearing her half-sister back
to reality and causing her to flinch.
“I-It’s humans Mistress,” Kokoa said, filling the word
‘humans’ with as much disdain as she could muster in her current predicament –
her cock again slapping the window ledge, thoughts of the Dungeon Room still
very raw in her mind. “It looks like a school bus has broken down, shall we
watch them suffer in the sun or just ignore them, Mistress?”
Kokoa turned to face her big sister. Moka was glaring at the
silk blood-coloured duvet – the material reflecting splashes of light as though
it were woven from a pool of blood – as she mulled over the information of
their current predicament. Since her heart had been crushed by that bastard Tsukune,
Lady Akashiya, Moka, had grown to hate the entire race of fleshy maggots. She
even hated that weak, pink-haired, fake Moka that dominated her school years.
Kokoa honestly wasn’t sure what her sister would do now that humans had dared
to disturb her sleep.
“Bring me my robe pet.”
Kokoa blinked. Her mistress actually sounded happy?
What was going on?
The younger vampire-girl hesitated a moment before going to
the dark mahogany wardrobe and fishing out an extravagant, near-platinum,
silver silk robe – it was bordered by a horde of tiny white bats that collected
into bunches around the cuffs – and returned it to her sister as she slid out
from beneath the dark, extravagant sheets. Kokoa swallowed when she saw the tip
of Moka’s cock peaking out from beneath the hem of her nightie, the fabric
having ridden up when she moved to the side of the bed.
Kokoa helped her mistress into the robe, kneeling to tie the
sash into a knot only for Moka to wave her off and do it herself – allowing
Kokoa to steal an extra second to admire her big sister’s cock before the robe
hid it from view, Moka reached for her bosom and Kokoa felt her cock throb, but
instead of grabbing and squeezing her petite breasts, Moka proceeded to unlatch
the leash from the pink collar around Kokoa’s neck.
“Now, Kokoa-“ Moka began, her little sister’s head snapping
up at the use of her name, it was never good when Moka called her by her name,
it meant something, was going to happen or she was very annoyed.
“I want you to go and invite those, humans, into my lovely home for
drinks and inform them I have contacted a mechanic to come and service
their…vehicle.”
Kokoa’s mouth dropped open in shock. Was her mistress
serious?
“Now.”
Kokoa leapt to her feet and began to hurriedly make her way
out of the room.
“And fix your attire pet, it wouldn’t do to scare the
younglings with your cock…at least not yet,” Moka said, her voice
drifting into a near-silent whisper at her final four words.
Kokoa looked down and nipped her lips into a tight
line. She crossed over to a dark mahogany dresser and pulled, pulling open one
of the lower drawers and fished out a pair of underwear, an appropriate length
skirt – rather than the ones that hardly reached her thighs she would normally
wear for her sister – and a white shirt – she wasn’t going to change into a
fresh pair of socks just for humans, it was a small thing but at least
it was something. She hurriedly put the clothes on and left the room to go
invite the humans to enter her Mistress’s lovely home.