Vampire Night
 
 
In a large and lavishly decorated room lit by the glow of a thousand candles, a buxom redhead with jeweled hair reclined on her cushy divan like a lazy big cat after feasting upon some unlucky herbivore.
 
The luxurious dress she wore was as purple as grapes, and had such a large cleavage that her massive pale bosom were almost completely naked. There were shining bracelets on her wrists and dazzling necklaces around her neck. The expression in her face was one of satisfaction with hints of boredom. The woman got a golden goblet from an archaic table near her and drank from its red content, sighing.
 
All around her were beautiful pale women, walking around slowly or lying on the floor or in other divans. Most were scantily clad, some were naked. All had soft potbellies filled with large quantities of some fluid. Those gorged women moaned almost in unison, either from the pleasant ache in their stuffed stomachs or from making out with one another.
 
The women kissed passionately and burped on each other's face, their partners sucking in the metallic smell of the gas. They sucked on big breasts, and licked "femininities" and buttholes, tasting their partners with the slothful satisfaction of lewd princesses. It was a vampire orgy.
 
The castle where said room was located was the nest of a coven of she-devils, vampyrs whose leader was the redhead who was also superior in her voluptuous form, Myrgana. Tonight was Walpurgis Night, an unholy date for the children of the night when their power and activity was at the highest. This night they went to a large village to celebrate, and there they slaughtered every single villager. The only blood that was left was the one they put in wine bottles for later consumption.
 
They also took from the village the fairest maidens, now turned into zombie slaves and forced to serve the blood of their former friends and families to the demons. The once pure virgins would now do housework and prostitute themselves to their new masters. Even now during the orgy some zombies serving as waitresses were being pulled to participate in the love making.
 
Most of the zombies though were divided amongst the castle washing bloodstained clothes, cleaning the floor or serving as guards.
 
On her divan, Myrgana pouted. She liked seeing her fellow fiends fucking, but it eventually became a lonely endeavor, for no vampire dared fuck her. Even before becoming an undead, Myrgana's ass and breasts had built an infamous reputation of murder by smothering. After her rebirth, the ability to smash skulls was added to Myrgana's previous ones, making sex with her even more of a hazard.
 
Myrgana sighed, this time a bit angry. Later she would fuck some zombie maids, they couldn't say no to her. They were weak and boring lovers, but were better than spending such a lovely night alone. But that could wait: her belly was too nice and full and she'd rather wait until it was more empty, or else she might puke her dinner.
 
She belched loudly, then hiccupped. Hell, it was great to be a vampire!
 
 
Outside of the gothic castle, two misshapen figures lurked through the shadowy woods that led to Myrgana's residence. They talked in whispers, anxious and eager to do whatever sinister business brought than to the most unholy and avoided part of the land.
 
"Hear those stupid stiffs having their fun!" Spoke a weird, masculine yet inhuman voice.
 
"Quiet, idiot! Don't whisper so loudly!" A monstrous female voice scolded her partner.
 
"B-But one can't whisper and be loud at the same time..."
 
"Don't be a smartass, you're breaking my concentration!" Said the female voice again.
 
Both creatures came out of the thick wood, and moonlight shone on their horrible forms. Their bodies were burly and squat, and chubby to a certain degree. Their skin was thick and grey, with a few thin white hairs appearing in some places. Their hands had four fingers ending in claws that weren't sharp enough to be used as weapons. They had short necks and hunched backs, and big ugly heads. There were also pointy ears, red eyes, small noses and large mouths with several yellowed teeth.
 
The male creature (who had his phallus hanging from between his legs) was bald, but his companion had a long greyish white hair. The fact that she was a female of her species was shown by her three large boobs, those of a fat hag instead of a sexy damsel's. They were a couple of ghouls, meat-eaters, corpse-devourers. And for reasons one could only suspect, they were heading straight to the stronghold of the strongest monsters around.
 
Ghouls were usually shy, avoiding humans and monsters alike, living with their families in hidden places or forming underground villages. A very hungry or bold ghoul could dine upon a living beautiful lass who came too near it's lair, but that was very rare, and mostly they held their banquets on graveyards. Humans hated and hunted them, but there were times during history that the two races were on friendly terms, even if it was only a temporary peace.
 
But ghouls never warred with humans, or any other race for that matter, for they were stupid and lazy gluttons who could only build simple huts and only dreamed about their next meal. All those details only made it more strange that a pair of those shy scavengers would be doing a night-raid of such magnitude. The couple walked stealthily to the castle, avoiding the empty gaze of the zombie ladies keeping watch near its gate. Once they arrived to the castle's black walls, the two monsters started climbing it like a lizard would. Their claws weren't the best weapons, but great tools for daring invasions and escapes!
 
They kept climbing until they reached an open window big enough for them to use as a mean to get inside. Once they did, the husband allowed his wife to lead the way for cultural reasons. And soon those reasons were made clear.
 
"Hey," A zombie damsel in a sexy maid outfit noticed them and dropped her broom, pointing her finger to the invaders and speaking slowly. "You... aren't...welcome...in...this...pla,"
 
But the poor zombie slave wasn't able to finish her sentence, for the female ghoul jumped on her. Gobbling up the maid's head and scarfing down her body in a matter of seconds. The ghoul licked her fingers and patted her stuffed belly, releasing a loud, crass belch afterwards.
 
"Good one Gurrca," Her husband praised.
 
"Shut up Hork, you snot-nosed boot licker," Was Gurrca's dry reply. "Mine are usually better than that."
 
Ghoul females were meaner and greedier than their husbands, browbeating and ordering them around. They also got the first share of the food, because "their needs were higher", some nasty wives leaving only the bones for their partners, and some VERY nasty ones leaving only the corpse's clothes. Their husbands didn't care much about this whole thing, for they enjoyed fucking and knew that deep inside their wives loved them and would fight anyone who tried to harm or insult their husbands other than themselves.
 
"Now let's hurry and find food for you too," Gurrca showed her rare caring side. "Your belly is grumbling back there."
 
The duo crept through the dark gothic corridor until they heard footsteps. The ghouls hid behind a massive medieval armor and saw a vampire passing by, aimlessly, clearly drunken with blood. It was common for a vampire who feasted way too much to get dumb and confused, and this one must have strayed from the group while in such a state.
 
"Come oooon OURP! what does a child of the night need to do to HIC! find herself a cute maid needing some love? Hello, any cutie here?" She called, bumbling around the hallway like a blind woman.
 
She was now in front of the large armor, and the ghouls could see her clearly. She was a brunette, and wore a silk dress so thin, short and white that it was virtually transparent. Her body was sculptural like the entire coven's, for Myrgana only transformed the best women she found into blood-suckers.
 
Hork got a hard-on and his mouth started watering. Being the last one to eat wasn't so bad when the second course far outdid the first one! He prepared himself to pounce on the pale beauty with a wide grin, but said grin died when his wife acted faster. With a whisper of frustration, Hork watched his wife jump on another prey, swallowing the vampire's head and them her entire belly like she did to the maid before her meal could scream for help.
 
Gurrca licked her lips and patted her now even bigger belly, then noticed that Hork was staring at her in disapproval.
 
"W-What? What are you looking at? I tripped and fell on her with a mouth open! BOOOOOOOUUURP!" She let out a gelatinous burp. "By the gods of the underground, was she tasty!"
 
"I bet she was!" Hork answered, sulky. "I thought we had a deal, honey!"
 
"Don't get in a bad mood just yet, mister grumpy. Since I'm the best wife that ever existed, I'll let you have the two next ones we see."
 
"Will you actually, you greedy hag?!"
 
"Of course, you bald fool!" Gurrca hit him on the head. "A pure maiden like myself would never lie! Now let's keep going!"
 
And so they did, hiding in the shadows of the hallway and moving without a sound, until jackpot! There were two vampires kissing against the wall, similarly clad to the one Gurrca ate. They were probably lovers who were too jealous to share each other with the coven, and so left the orgy to make out alone. Hork threw a quick glance at Gurrca. His wife made of sign of wanting to pounce on the beautiful lesbians. It was time for him to eat, finally.
 
He pounced from behind with his maw agape and gobbled both of their heads at the same time. Hork swallowed their bodies simultaneously like a vampire sandwich, eating as fast as he could. In a feel seconds four legs were sticking out of his mouth, kicking desperately. He slurped them up and sent the lovers to his belly.
 
"Now we're talking! BOOOOOOOURP!" The ghoul released a thunderous gelatinous belch then smacked his lips, proud and satisfied.
 
"You stupid husband!" Gurrca hit him again on the head. "Don't be so loud, someone might hear you!"
 
"But you were also..." The male monster scratched his head
 
"Shut your trap! I'm famished, let's keep hunting!"
 
Down in the orgy room, Myrgana was approached by a smirking raven haired vampire wearing a female armor of the chainmail bikini variety, with a long iron spike coming from each breast-plate.
 
"What is it that you desire, Larizza?" Inquired the lazy leader.
 
"Nothing, my queen. I only wished to check out on you. You seem bored."
 
"I surely am," Myrgana yawned, as if to prove her point.
 
"Then, would you desire for me to...'entertain' you?" The brunette grinned.
 
"I would hate to lose my lieutenant in such a stupid way," Myrgana said, but was unable to hide the desire on her eyes.
 
"Oh please, I am the general of your army: is there any woman more apt to survive making love to you, my queen?"
 
"Hah, you're right. Come here, if you dare!" Larizza obeyed, and hugged Myrgana over the divan. They started kissing then the redhead thought she heard something loud upstairs (Hork's belch). "Wait a minute, did you hear it?"
 
"No, my queen."
 
"Something upstairs...hmm..."
 
"Don't worry yourself, my queen. Hey, you!" Larizza pointed to a blonde vampire in a sexy red dress who was nearby. "Go check out on the maids upstairs!"
 
"At once, lady Larizza!" The blonde bowed and started ascending the large stairs of the castle.
 
Back on the ghouls, they were licking their lips after wolfing down more zombies.
 
"You know, Hork, OURP!" Gurrca put a fist in front of her mouth and belched. "It's surprising how a corpse is more tasty when its animated!"
 
"Yeah, yeah, and the vampires are even better! They take longer to digest than the zombies, though. The mindless slaves I ate are all soft and mushy already!" Hork pushed his hand down his throat and took a slimy leg bone from there, throwing it away nonchalantly
 
"Same, darling, same."
 
"Hey, you two! What are you ugly, horrid things doing here?!" The blonde vampire, Cornelia, saw the ghouls. "By the demons of hell, those bellies...did you...?"
 
Losing no more time, Hork attacked, knocking Cornelia down and starting to swallow her feet and legs.
 
"NO! DON'T YOU DARE, YOU MISHAPEN RAT! STOP!" Cornelia screamed while the male ghoul quickly devoured her. "MY SISTERS, WE ARE UNDER ATTACK! I REPEAT, WE ARE UNDER-"
 
Hork's jaws closed before her face muffling her screams.
 
"It's all your fault, you good for nothing!" Gurrca screamed. "You let her scream for help!"
 
"My bad, my bad!" Her husband replied soon after he gulped his meal.
 
But on the large room beneath, Myrgana heard Cornelia's last screams, rising from the divan with a startle.
 
"Now you got to have heard it, Larizza! Larizza? Oh..." Myrgana looked back on the divan, where her general laid with her clothes completely destroyed and eyes closed. She wasn't dead, but wouldn't wake up any time soon. "Sorry, I went a little overboard with you. Girls, stop fucking and pay attention!"
 
"What is it, lady Myrgana?" Asked one of the vampire underlings.
 
"There seems to be some kind of invasion going on. Go upstairs and feed on whoever was stupid enough to enter our domain!"
 
The vampires started licking their lips, looking forward to feasting on more blood. They stopped making love and started ascending the stairs.
 
"Won't you come dine with us, lady Myrgana?" Asked Vayra, a very thin brunette that was paler than the usual vampire.
 
"I'm still too full. I'd rather stay here and try to wake Larizza.
 
"I see," Vayra's stomach growled loudly. "Well, if my lady will excuse me, I need to eat.
 
Upstairs, the ghouls' bellies were rapidly shrinking, for the zombie maids they ate digested really fast. Gurrca had a case of reflux and spit a bunch of bones.
 
"Bless ya," Her husband said.
 
"Shut up, Hork."
 
The couple was now near the stairs, and could hear the vampires' footsteps.
 
"Nice, food is coming right to us!~" Gurrca smiled, devilishly.
 
The first unlucky vampire to get to the second floor was promptly surprised and devoured head-first by the female ghoul. The ones next to her were paralyzed by the shock of seeing a companion being eaten so easily, and Hork took advantage of that to grab himself a meal too.
 
After Gurrca and Hork finished sucking their prey's legs like spaghetti, they both belched loudly, to the vampires' disgust and fury. Now free from the shock because of the anger they felt from watching their sisters being treated like common food, the she-devils rushed to fight the ghouls. It was a wave of fiends that would give any human a heart-attack from fright, but the ghouls only saw it as a wave of tasty meals.
 
The ghouls were covered by a mass of writhing lithe forms, that tried to bite and slash them like animals, but said mass was starting to disappear as more and more women were being sucked up by the two monsters. The remaining vampires backed off from the couple, scared beyond belief.
 
"What's wrong? Come here, you tasty things! We gotta eat ALL of you! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOURP!" Hork belched out something that fell near the vampires' feet. It was a red mass of wet cloth: what was left of Cornelia's dress.
 
At the sight of this, the children of the night started screaming like maniacs and rushed back to the stairs.
 
"Don't let them get away, you imbecile!" Gurrca hit her husband on the head. "Bring 'em to your cute wife's belly!"
 
"Ouch! What am I supposed to do woman?! They're running away!"
 
"Run faster! My belly is too heavy, it'll slow me down!"
 
"Mine too, dammit! You run faster too or I'll eat all of them alone!"
 
This threat gave Gurrca strength to move faster, for she still desired to feast. The distance between vampires and ghouls began to decrease. At the lower floor, Myrgana was startled upon seeing a desperate Vayra descending the stairs.
 
"My lady... it's terri," Vayra was interrupted when somebody higher on the staircase and out of Myrgana's line of sight pulled her. Several vampires rushed and fell down the stairs afterwards, going closer to their leader, trembling.
 
"What in Hell's name is going on?!" Asked the redhead.
 
But before any of her frightened underlings could answer, Myrgana saw two fat ugly things descending the stairs as fast as their huge bellies allowed.
 
"G-Ghouls? But why..."
 
"Hork, don't stop to regain your breath! We're almost done! I can already feel the reward those humans offered us in my beautiful hands..."
 
"Sorry honey, I just need to..." The sound of bones breaking came from Hork's belly, being followed by a disgusting wet sound. "Aaaaah, way better. Needed more room."
 
Myrgana was trying to process it all. A reward, of course! Some village must have paid the ghouls to get rid of the vampire coven! It was only logical, after all, ghouls eat the dead! Looking around, the redhead saw that her remaining underlings seemed to have gone mad, running and screaming around the large room without actually getting to any exit.
 
It was some deep-rooted fear inside their evil hearts: ghouls were too dumb to go after vampires without some sort of incentive, but they surely were the apex predator by comparison! Even now as the vampires ran, the couple of monsters went after them, devouring and devouring.
 
Myrgana had no weapon near her right now, but her body would suffice she was no low undead, she was the coven's queen! Just as she prepared her mind to a fight, Gurrca pointed at her.
 
"Hmm, you look tastier than the others...
You also look like dinner!" The female ghoul licked her lips.
 
"Try me, bitch! AUGH?!" Myrgana screamed as another before pounced on her. Hork swallowed her head and sent her down to his stomach in only six seconds!
 
"You were right," Hork licked his fingers to catch every bit of the redhead's flavor. "She was tastier than the others. BOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUURP!"
 
Hork released a triumphant belch and resumed licking his fingers, to his wife's annoyance.
 
"You snot-nosed glutton! Stealing my dinner, I'll show you..." Gurrca punched her husband's large belly with all her might, and alongside a wet burp, he puked Myrgana on the floor.
 
The redhead was on all fours, covered in thick, disgusting slime. She slowly tried to shake the substance out of her hands, confused and humiliated, when another massive mouth with pointy teeth opened itself before her. In a matter of seconds she was once again tightened inside a crowded stomach.
 
Gurrca licked her lips, happy with her meal and the sight of her husband groaning in pain and coming near her with an angry face.
 
"You hag! Why'd you do this?!"
 
"She was the head of the vampires, numbskull! I'm the one meant to make the honors and eat the coven queen!"
 
"Hm, I guess that makes sense," The husband accepted the explanation rather quickly, as male ghouls tend to do. "And wow, did they get tired and passed out? The vampires are sleeping!"
 
"It's because it's already near the morning. They can't stay awake when the sun is up in the sky."
 
"For the first time I like the sun," Hork grinned. "It's making things easier for us."
 
The male ghoul approached Larizza's naked body on the divan. Now that he didn't need to worry, those vampires were quite the sight. His organ began to harden. Gurrca simply rolled her eyes.
 
"You can have your fun there, you bald idiot. I'll cover the other vampires some cloth so we can take some to our trip back home. When you're done, come help me or I'll pull your teeth out!"
 
And so Hork started fucking Larizza, who was in deep slumber, while his wife worked. He had his fun for some time, but after the ghoul came he saw no more use to the vampire lieutenant. Hork put her feet in his mouth and raised his head, letting gravity make Larizza slide down to her tight prison.
 
He approached Gurrca to help her, when his wife released a mighty thunderous fart, making the male fiend recoil.
 
"By the blackest pits, woman!" The angry husband covered his nose, teary eyed. "Did you eat a corpse?!?! Wait, you did..."
 
Gurrca laughed loudly and threatened to fart again if he didn't get to work at once. When they finished covering the vampires with clothes found in the castle, their bellies had shrank in size.
 
"Arg, Gurrca...I think I need to..."
 
"Don't even tell me, same here. Let's just be over with it."
 
The horrible couple crouched, and with some effort, started expelling large loads of manure from their backsides, the pile growing and growing as it shared the results of both the ghouls' gluttony. When they were over with their ordeal, the pile had become a true mountain, covered in broken bones and destroyed skulls.
 
"Much better," Hork said, with one final fart.
 
"Let's go, it's time to go to the village collect our bounty. If the villagers need any proof, they need only to come take a look at the castle of the vampires, although I think they'll be able to smell it way before they reach the castle."
 
And so the fattened, satisfied ghouls started carrying their burden of sleeping vampires to the outside work. Of course, Hork got most of the cargo.
 
"Oh Hork, you're so strong! Seeing your muscles at work reminds me of when I was having pregnancy cravings and you sneaked to a village to steal a living lass for me! Remember how the villagers beat the living hell out of you?" Asked Gurrca, with an unusual jolly tone.
 
"Of course I'll do! It hurt a lot!"
 
"At least the girl was feisty and tasty," Gurrca licked her lips at the remembrance of that previous meal. "And speaking of tasty, I'm already famished again! Give me two of the vampires you're carrying!"
 
"H-Hey, we just ate! At this rate, you'll eat all of our rations before we get home!"
 
And so, arguing and talking, the couple of ghouls waddled away from the castle where they slaughtered a whole coven of vampires.