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Chapter #4
Tell no one of this!
by: Unknown
Before her eyes, the dragon turned back into her human disguise, smirking and patting Morissa on the vampire's taut stomach.
"URRRAAP!"
"I'll that as your silence, vampire. For if you don't keep your lips shut about me, I'll eat you, understood?"
Morissa could only nod and belch again.
Pecking her on the forehead, the dragon left, returning to village and out of Morissa's unlife, at least, that's what the vampire hoped.
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It took over a month for her body to digest all of that dragon blood and a week after that for the power high to wear off. Morissa had moved into another dank castle leagues and leagues away from the dragon's village, snagging a few female thralls along the way.
Her favorite was Natasha. Big breasted, with red hair and striking brown eyes, Morissa was certain she was going to fully turn her and make her her companion for life. The other two were less pretty but were useful as servants, tending to her needs well.
Now, reclining on her throne, glut with the blood of a lowly peasant she'd found wandering the moors near the castle, Morissa groaned as Natasha pleasured her.
It was good to be a vampire, Morissa decided.
It was as she was thinking this that she looked down, her eyes bulging as she saw...
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