Jeremy sighed to himself as he shuffled his way down the grey sidewalk, kicking the same rock he had been since he left class, the clack of it hitting the pavement being some of the only source of sound outside of the occasional car speeding by, or crow cawing down at him. Today was Jeremy’s eighteenth birthday, and it was just like any other, get called names, be shoved around a bit, and if he was lucky, be ignored. He thought turning the big one eight would make things different, but his hopes were too high in the end, as Jennifer, the girl he had been admiring for the past few years, had simply told him “no” the moment he approached her. All Jeremy could hope for was a quiet evening at home, since his brother and sister had practice, and his mom had work.
 
 
The walk home was almost always the same thing every day, with the only real changes being the color and size of cars and the occasional passerby, but today, Jeremy was going to mix it up a little, see if he could change what was in his control. When he finally neared the surrounding woods that, if cut across, would lead to his house, he made the decision of actually taking them. While there was no official sign or rule that said he, or others, couldn’t walk through them, it was a generally unspoken rule NOT to go into the forest. For a second, Jeremy gazed back at the path he always took, and then, with a deep breath, started off into the brown and orange covered trail.
 
 
As Jeremy got further into the woods, the more the trees started to cover the sky, and the smaller the trail got. At several points, the only thought in Jeremy’s head was to turn around and run, but by the time he felt like he might actually do that, he realized he had no idea which way was the exit, or even where he was going. It was getting dark, and the thick canopy of vegetation lurking above did not help Jeremy’s situation, as he stumbled his way around the woods.
 
 
After what felt like an hour, something finally caught the young man’s eyes, like a net of hope, a sliver of light shined its way through the branches and trunks in front of Jeremy. Like a moth to an open flame, Jeremy followed the illuminating source of energy, the soft crunch of leaves being the only company around. Jeremy’s face finally felt a small smile creep onto it once he finally saw what was forming the bright glow: it was a pleasant, if not slightly unkempt looking, cabin, with yellow poking through the windows.
 
 
Finally at the front door, a lump traveled up Jeremy’s throat as he raised his shaking hand to knock on the cleanly sanded wood door. Before he could tap his knuckles to alert whoever was home of his presence, he froze, the door opening with a swift, yet graceful pull. Standing on the opposite side of the young man, was a tall, pale women, who softly smiled at Jeremy. The women had a motherly feel to her, but she didn’t look a day over 25, with a soft complexion, a creased smile, flowing dark orange hair, and a healthy splatter of freckles.
 
 
With a slight turn of her hips, the women leaned against the doorframe in an almost lustful manner as she just smiled at the shaking and nervous boy in front of her. “Hello there young man, what brings you out to my corner of the woods?” She asked, her mildly husky voice carrying the air of maturity as she adjusted her top, giving her large bust a small shake. Jeremy could only let out a series of trembling mumbles as he cowered in front of the mammoth-like women. The women just smiled back at Jeremy, and gestured at for him to follow her, which he did, doing his best to avoid looking at her sweeping backside.
 
 
As the two of them walked further into the house, Jeremy could swear he heard the front door close as he got deeper in. “Gosh aren’t you just the cutest little treat~” That voice called out to him again, drifting from out in front of him, Jeremy not being able to make any sense of what she was saying. This woman was odd, and this was confirmed when Jeremy realized that they had both entered into what seemed to be a bedroom. “U-U-Um… Maybe I use your phone?” Jeremy tried to stutter out, but the only response he was met with was a chuckle from behind him. Jeremy jumped, letting out a yelp as the impossible happened: the women who had just been standing in front of him, was behind him, as she locked the door with a click.
 
 
“Oh goodness no, of course you can’t!” The women said, her face turning to a frown as she sauntered her way back over to Jeremy, her hands on her hips, as she previewed the tasty morsel in front of her. Before Jeremy could even react, a harsh, uncaring shove pushed him over onto the bed, a grunt leaving him as he tried to regain whatever composure her might have. “You’re going to sit right there, you understand? If you try to leave, I will make things very unpleasant for you…” Any form of kindness that had been in the women before was gone now, replaced by a cold, dominating presence as she slowly turned around, facing the opposite side of the room.
 
 
Without wasting another moment, the women let the pitch black gown she had been wearing fall silently to the floor, with an impressive preciness to the fall. Jeremy watched as the womens lower half turned from the darkest of nights, to the definition of pale, as his eyes trailed from the top arch of her back, right down to her bare, well rounded ass cheeks. Jeremy could feel his cock stiffen, regardless of the fear he was feeling, as he admired the older womens body, his cock quivering for a different reason than the rest of his body.
 
 
Before turning around to face the now impressively sporting Jeremy, the women spoke in a calmer tone that she previously had, although the harshness to each word was still very much there. “Now, you’re probably wondering what my name is? Well, it doesn’t matter. Your name is whatever delicious pet name I can think of for you, and you will call me mistress or mam, nothing else~” The women trailed her finger over Jeremy’s bright red burning cheek. “Now, I want you to strip as well. This isn’t a request my tasty snack, this is a demand~”
 
 
Jeremy just decided to comply, not knowing what this woman was capable of, but he could have sworn that when he saw the silver flash of teeth from the grinning lips of his captor, he saw something a bit sharper than the normal human smile. Jeremy started take off his clothes as quickly as he could, as his mistress hovered around him, taking in every angle of his skinny body. He took off his plain shirt, then started to unbutton his jeans, letting his still fabric covered cock stretch out a bit more, once more that wicked smile of hunger crossed the smooth pale freckled face of his captor.
 
 
Finally, Jeremy peeled off his unsurprisingly pre-stained underwear, and let his hard erect cock stiffly stand at his mistresses attention, a full nine inches of fresh man. “Ah, I knew you were a piece of fresh meat the second I laid my eyes on you morsel~” Jeremy blushed and closed his eyes tight as he felt the women's presence get ever closer, before he finally felt her flesh touching his. “Look at me!” The mistress commanded with a voice that sent chills of fear down the cowaring boys spine as he opened his eyes as open as they could be.
 
 
Right in front of his face were a pair of two ginormous, well shaped breasts that had somehow been decently hidden by the woman's previous attire. But now, they were on display for just Jeremy to see and admire. If Jeremy hadn’t been as solid as diamond before, he was even harder now, his face feeling as though he should be rushed to a burn ward.
 
 
As Jeremy sat there paralyzed there for a moment, he was quickly brought back to reality when he felt two holes were poked right into the side of his neck, a pinching and stabbing pain shot through his body before he started to feel an odd, almost high like numbness, as a kissing sound started to fill the air. Jeremy could barely pay attention to what was even going on right in front of him, as his eyes started to roll into the back of his head. The women had her lips suctioned tight onto the spot of his neck where his jugular was located, as she nibbled and tongued the area, lumps bumping their way noticeably down her throat as she swallowed each gulp.
 
 
Even though Jeremy’s crimson life force was being consumed like a cheap drink at the party, his member was still rock solid, just from the fact that he could feel the women's flesh touch and rub against his own body. The women ignored her meals attraction and lust, and kept feeding, clamping down harder as to not let even the faintest bit escape her vacuuming sips. Jeremy’s head felt light, his vision a dazzling array of blurry and confusing colors, the only thing he could hear was a fleshy almost straw like sound, if his brain could even process what that fully meant as his legs and manhood twitched.
 
 
Like a warm cider, the soft flow of blood trickled it’s way down the womens pale lumping throat, and pooling down into her velvet stomach. With each sip, her stomach slowly started to balloon out subtly, each minor shake causing a louder splash with the filling chamber of her gut. Jeremy could feel his body start to feel oddly cold, even though the house was more than adequately heated, as he unintentionally lazily tried to lift his hand to feel the attractive feminine creature that was currently feeding off hims breast.
 
 
As Jeremy did however, he finally noticed that most of the color that he actually had on his pale flesh was now a ghastly greyish white. “W-What are you?” Jeremy weakly said with an even worse stutter than usual. With a gentle, and somewhat painful pop, the women drew her fangs from his neck, two clear bright red holes contrasted the lighter grey of Jeremy’s fragile neck. “Oh my scrumptious dish, you know exactly what I am~” She hummed as she licked the spot where the fresh wound was, tonguing the area with little laps, making sure none of the blood was ruined by touching the fresh air.
 
 
Jeremy just sat there, doing his best to keep his vision from going full on black, but the best he could do is make out the slowly softening fuzz of a womanly form just smirking at him. “Gosh, I haven’t had a meal as tasty as you in ages~” The feminine voices moaned, as she kissed Jeremy solely on the lips as he blacked out. All Jeremy could feel was an odd cold kiss of night, as he swirled around in the black void of unconsciousness, feeling as though an uncountable amount of time had past.
 
 
It wasn’t the alarm clock buzzing or the cool breeze was woke Jeremy up from his eerily realistic dream, but instead the wet, sticky spot where his now flaccid cock had ejaculated. The pale boy started burning red as he tried to recall his dream, but all he could remember was a busty, mature women who had done… Something to him. Jeremy tried his best to ignore the sticky sheets, and flopped out of bed, making his way to the mirror… Things felt off, but Jeremy’s eyes were still filled with gunk from a tired nights rest.
 
 
Jeremy stumbled his way to the bathroom, which was surprisingly already lit, and started to rub out his eyes.
 
It took him a second, but his gut feeling of things not feeling exactly as they should started to kick into overdrive when he finally had a clearer view of the bathroom: it wasn’t his. Jeremy quickly looked into the mirror, and looked at his tired and ghostly looking face, as he noticed the two clean marks on his neck, and started to feel them. “Awe, is my treat scared?” The sultry voice of that which Jeremy that had only been a dream questioned out from the darkness.
 
 
Jeremy quickly looked into the mirror, but saw nothing but his shocked and worn out face, as he heard footsteps get closer. “My my, you look positively mouth watering! Even better than earlier!” The growing voice giggled, as a warm, wet trail was placed right on the patch of neck that Jeremy had just been feeling. “And don’t think that you coming last night was my doing snack~ Oh no, virgin blood is best left unspoiled, so I think I will be keeping you here, far away from everyone else who might spoil your taste to me~” Jeremy started to shake again, as the women effortlessly dragged him back over to the bed, laying him down.
 
 
The women picked up Jeremy’s arms, and brought them to her mouth, licking at them, finding the right spot to hit for the most potency. Jeremy just laid there, understanding that he was nothing more than a meal to be toyed with by this women of unending hunger and lust. Jeremy flinched and grimaced as he felt another set of fangs puncture into his wrist, as he heard that gulping sound start up again. Jeremy’s fingers tightened up for a moment, then went limp as their life force was swallowed away. A small burp that was quickly covered by a giggle and a dainty hand came from the women who looked disappointed at Jeremy.
 
 
“Look, a meal needs to be filling… And this?” She shook her sloshy, pudged out gut “this is not as full as I want it to be… Oh well.” She said, as she dropped the limp, skinnier than it once was arm, and moved on to his other hand. “Ah, now this feels stronger!~” The women murmured with a husky giggle, noticing the understanding flush of embarrassment on Jeremy’s face, confirming that this was the hand he used to touch himself at night.
 
 
As if a lightbulb had just gone off over her head, the pale face of Jeremy’s keeper lit up just a tad bit as she smiled at him, an idea brewing in her mind. “I know you must be all pent up, even after your ‘expulsion’ last night my meal, so how about you do a little bit of work on yourself down there, huh?” The question wasn't so much a question, but a demand disguised as one, as Jeremy realized he had no choice, as he lowered the arm she was currently gripping down to his cock, that was quite clearly throbbing and in need of attention.
 
 
Jeremy started to, weakly, stroke his member, and as he started to work his hands up and down, his arms and veins started to become more noticeable, lighting up the mistresses eyes. Jeremy was clenching his teeth one moment from the pleasure he was giving to himself, and at the next when he felt the fangs dig directly into his arms artery, his eyes sealed shut tightly.
 
 
The mistress of the night’s stomach had already been decently drooping out from the blood she had been consuming, but now that she had hit the sweet spot, the blood was flowing at the rate she could only dream of. Her once taught tummy, was now a plump potbelly that was making sounds that would put a washing machines noisy cycles to shame. She couldn’t even sense the end of the free flow of sweet savory fluids that she was sipping like an alcoholic beverage at happy hour, and she glared up at Jeremy, commanding him mentally to keep up the hard work, or else there would be consequences.
 
 
Finally, after a good while longer, Jeremy felt her retract from his wound, as she sat up, and whipped her hair behind her head, as she breathed in with a long sigh. Jeremy felt worn out, as if he just couldn’t keep going for the rest of the evening, and as he started to pass out, he felt once again, another sharp pair of piercings enter into his inner thigh. This was his life now, a simple meal, nothing more to the heartless, ageless women of beauty and cravings. Each day he lived through the feedings, each night the only pleasure he got was getting to cum before falling asleep.
 
 
She didn’t love him, he was nothing more than food to her in his eyes, and she was the only other “person” Jeremy continued to see. She never seemed to leave, always making sure Jeremy had just enough energy for each days feeding. Things could be worse though, Jeremy had thought every so often, as he stroked his cock, pulling the skin back up and down as he felt the women rub herself over him. “At least she is hot…” Jeremy tried his best to rationalize staying sane, as he heard her soft, lovely humming ring in his ears.
 
 
After one nights feeding, she leaned over to him and whispered in his ears “Oh you wonderful dish, don’t worry, you won’t have to worry about growing old or death, for you are my meal forever, and I will make sure you are just fine~”. Jeremy just sat there, blankly listening to her as he felt his cock spasm, as he watched her fine fat ass jiggle away, with the weight she had gained from feeding off him for so long.