Date: Tue, 22 Nov 2016 17:03:57 +0000
From: Charles Bozeman <bozeman1337@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Tale of Two Curses - Futanari Vampires Part 5 (TG)

A Tale of Two Curses – Futanari Vampires

By: The Archivist

Chapter 5 – Dominion

	The next few weeks were incredibly satisfying, unbelievably sexy,
and more terrifying than I have seen in more than 200 years.

	And I'd do it all again.

	To start the war, I had eight vampires.  Myself, Misty, Angela, her
mother Julia, Julia's secretary Mindi, and three other converts, Emily,
Milena, and Talia.  There were just shy of a four hundred total vampires in
the city, but I didn't need to kill them all.

       First and foremost, King James III of San Francisco had to die.
Technically he was the only one that HAD to be killed, as there can't be a
new king or queen until the current ruler died or was proclaimed the ruler
of another city.  An egomaniac like James would never give up even the
tiniest sliver of the city he worked so hard to conquer.  It wasn't the
biggest city but it was the most peaceful because he had it in his fist.

	James had to go, as did his lackeys.  James was paranoid and he
used that paranoia to prop up his city.  Just like I was doing, he turned
people and then used the power of his will to compel them to be his
soldiers and servants.  Unlike me, he treated them like slaves.  When they
got out of line, he killed and replaced them.  However, he had a cadre of
between twenty and thirty well trained and completely lethal vampires, all
of whom slept in his compound.  Worse, he had armed human guards.

	No other vampire had human guards; it was an impossibility.  Human
servants, like my maid and gardener, could be compelled to ignore the worst
and focus on narrow things like a good paycheck.  But no compulsion could
ever make a human put their lives in danger, or ignore seeing their
so-called benefactor drink the blood of another human.  They certainly
wouldn't work for them.

	James had an edge.  He was a king.  Kings (and Queens, for that
matter) can compel humans to an absurd degree.  No one knows why, but an
order backed by the will of the ruler of a city cannot be ignored by a
mortal, no matter what.  Luckily, brainwashing people at that level makes
them unable to do much more than what you tell them.  James' human guards
could defend his compound, but not think of complex plans, or see through
ruses.

	I was counting on that.

	I told all of this to Julia, Misty, and Angela.  My core
constituency.  Also present was Mindi, Julia's secretary who had the
biggest tits I'd ever seen.  They distracted me several times during my
exposition.

	"So," I said bringing my focus away from Mindi's knockers "that's
about the size of it.  We have to break into James' compound, kill a
handful of stupid but bloodthirsty human guards, kill at least twenty of
the most lethal vampires in the world, and then kill the most powerful
vampire in the western United States, possibly the western hemisphere."

	"James holds court in his private club downtown, right?" Julia
chimed in.  "Why don't we use a couple of throwaway pawns to draw some or
most of his guards, and then assault him en masse at the club?  No human
guards, fewer soldiers, we'd lose maybe twenty before we swarmed him."

	"Two problems.  First, let me be clear.  We do not have throwaways.
Every single woman that we convert will be part of our new order, and we
will not sacrifice them.  Not when I can avoid it.  Second, a frontal
assault would fail.  The last, worst part of this is the final power of a
King.  He can compel any vampire as if they were human.  If we attack him,
all he has to say is "stop" and we will.  He can stall or distract us until
his solders arrive and they'd tear us apart, especially James.  I've seen
him in a rage.  He's a nightmare."  I shuddered.

	"So, no frontal assault.  How did he get to be king?" Julia asked.

	"He trapped the previous queen, Dahlia, in her home and burned it
to the ground just before sunrise."

	"So, let's do that."  For Julia, it was that simple.

	"Mindi, darling, could you bring up the plan for James' compound?"
I asked her.

	"Yes, Mistress." she purred in her sexiest voice.  She went over to
a laptop and put a diagram up on the screen.  It was quite impressive.
Julia whistled, low.

	"What?" Angela asked.

	Julia motioned to the plans.  "That... is well defended."

	It most certainly was.  Electric fence.  Large lawns strewn with
pressure sensors.  Guard huts.  Barracks.  Sniper towers.  And, what could
only be described as a fortress right in the center.  Barred security
doors.  Safe rooms.  Kill rooms.  The works.  I walked them through it.

	"That is our goal." I pointed to a room at the center of the
basement.  "James' private sleeping chambers.  He never sleeps with anyone
else, and no other vampire or human is allowed in the basement.  We get
down there, during the day, and we can stake him before he wakes up.  But
we need to kill every guard, and we need to do it before an alarm is
raised.  Without an alarm, we can have the run of the place.  All of James'
bodyguards will be helpless.  We can kill them all in one fell swoop."

	"Daylight assault.  Gutsy." Julia said.

	"Wait," Misty interrupted. "we're just going to walk into their
compound with a dozen women, wearing what are basically makeshift burqas to
protect us from the sun, and we kill twenty armed guys before they know
what's happening?"

	"That... is the problem." I answered.  "We need a way to get the
guards to pay attention without becoming suspicious.  Any ideas?"

	I was met with awkward stares and silence.

	"We need a break.  Mistress, we're going to need bodies anyway, I
suggest we table the planning and get some more recruits in here.  We blow
off some steam, turn them, come back tomorrow fresh." Julia said.

	"Hmmm... yes... I could use a little snack." I mused.

	"Mindi?  Get us a snack from the recruitment list.  By the way,
where are our new converts?" Julia asked.

	"They are in studio 3, enjoying themselves.  Why, Mistress Julia?
Do you want me to get them a... snack too?" Mindi's voice sounded eager.

	"It might help.  We double our numbers every night, we have an army
in a week.  Mistress?" Julia asked me.

	"No, I want the converts in the room, but they don't turn women
yet." I answered.

	"You don't trust the new girls?  They seem nice.  And their
cocks..." Angela trailed off.

	"They have been vampires for less than a week.  I'm not sure we can
give them all the details yet."  I said.  "We want them in the room, we
want them fucking girls, we want them drinking blood, but the conversion is
done by the four of us.  We double team new girls.  Not to mention the fact
that if we double our numbers every night we will have an army with no
plan.  We'd need to feed those girls, which means either a lot of risky
feedings for new untrained vampires, or a few bodies which would start to
pile up over time.  Mindi, get us the recruits."

	The recruitment was divine.  Mindi set me up with a beautiful Asian
girl named Kimi.  I kissed her petite frame, while the newer girl Emily
stripped her for me.  Kimi melted in our arms and came as we penetrated
her.  I don't know how such a small girl took both cocks so well,
especially because Emily's was a monster.  I kissed Emily over Kimi's
shoulder.  I smiled at her and bared my fangs.  She did the same, and we
both bit into opposite sides of Kimi's neck.  She shuddered with the
orgasmic bliss of two bites at once, and I felt a pulse through her body as
Emily came in her ass.  I came in her pussy, beginning her conversion, and
fed her my blood, to finish it.  As we drank her dry and fucked her raw,
the curses took hold and her new dick grew between our writhing bodies.  I
stayed inside her until she was finished to mitigate the pain.

	I put down our delirious new vampire, and motioned Emily toward the
nearby couch.  Emily laid down, and slowly filled my ass with her cock.  I
then spread my pussy and compelled Kimi to fuck my pussy with her new cock.
It was bliss.  Kimi took to my pussy like she had been fucking them for
years, and Emily's monster cock made me feel more full than I ever have.
As I came, I fountained cum over all of us.  We spent hours tonguing,
fucking, and sucking each other.  Emily was a natural, always ready for
more cum, and willing to share that delicious cock and those amazing tits.
Kimi responded well, and was eager to meet the other girls.  I was happy to
let her.  Kimi was enthralled by Mindi's giant tits.  I asked Mindi if Kimi
could fuck them, and Mindi immediately knelt and gave Kimi a tit job.
Meanwhile, Emily went off with her girlfriend Milena, and had her on the
floor within seconds.  Ah, young love.  I met the other new converts.
Another Ukranian, an Australian with some very sexy curves, and a black
girl who was a local that Julia found.  I tasted them all.  They were
delicious.

	The next day we were almost all killed.

	The Ukranian girl that we just converted got a little spooked and
ran away.  If even one other vampire in town saw her, there would be
questions.  James would send his goons.  We would be found, and killed.  We
wouldn't even have a chance.  Luckily, Julia and Talia brought her in.
Julia was her maker, and she took full responsibility.  I'd have killed
Julia for this, but she got the girl before word got out.  Julia personally
drove a stake through the girl's heart, and we burned the body.

	This was not looking good.

	Over the next several days, we toned down the recruitment.  Our
numbers were growing, but we were running out of places to house the new
vampires.  Their old apartments were inadequate to protect them from the
sun, and we were running out of cots.  Luckily these close quarters trysts
were causing the new girls to bond.  I made sure that Misty, Angela, Julia,
and I made regular forays into these love-fests.  It never hurts to give
them a little attention.

	Plus, we were feeding them.  I hunted during the day, despite
feeling tired.  Businessmen having a two cocktail lunch gave me a couple
pints each and a pleasant buzz.  I then staggered home and let select girls
drink from me.  Julia also took Misty and Angela out on feeding trips.
Between the four of us, we kept enough blood trickling in to keep the girls
from getting hungry enough to do something stupid.

	We managed to set up some bunk beds in the basement of my mansion.
We migrated our fledgling army there.  As the head bitch of the house, I
set down some ground rules.  With close to twelve newly made vampires with
newly made penises sharing a small space, things were going to get sticky,
literally, unless the girls cleaned up after themselves.  I cancelled my
maid's visits for the time being, as this was something I did not want to
explain to her.  My basement filled quickly, and Julia had to convert part
of the studio into dorms.

	Our army grew to about twenty.  We stalled.  There were just too
many girls to train in being a vampire futanari assassin.  Our days filled
with lectures, meetings, and orgies.  The bad news is that we were still
nowhere on an entrance strategy for the compound.  The good news is, most
of the girls were quick learners.

	Over the week, I became more and more depressed and paranoid.  The
closer I got to being queen, the farther away I seemed to grow.  Gaining an
army also gained me a huge liability that needed to be fed, trained, and
housed.  I withdrew and began planning the attack, but stalled.  I'd need
at least a hundred vampires to storm the compound, and there's no way I'd
keep that many under wraps while they were trained.  I began changing my
plans to kill everyone.  Except Misty.  I'd never kill my beloved little
ray of sunshine.

	Several days later as I planned how to flee the city, there was a
knock at the door.

	"Mistress?" Misty's voice called, muffled by the door.

	I hid some of the plans.  "Come in, dear."

	My eyes popped as Misty entered the room in a blonde wig, and a
dress that showed more cleavage than Misty usually showed off.  Her makeup
made her look like Marylin Monroe.

	"Happy birthdaaaaaay... Mistress Kelly..." she sang in the worst
Monroe impersonation I've ever heard.  I burst into laughter.  She
deflated.

	"Oh, my sweet, you're adorable.  What is this for?" I asked.

	"I wanted to cheer you up.  You've been alone and moody..." she
looked so sad.

	"Come here, my love."  I took her in my arms and kissed her.  She
beamed up at me.  My ray of sunshine.  "You don't need to do Marylin Monroe
to cheer me up.  I just need you.  Why the getup?"

	"It's like one of those stripper-grams.  I was gonna do a sexy
dance for you."

	"Stripper-grams?"

	"Yeah, I always thought they were kind of lame, for bachelor
parties or losers whose friends owe them a favor."  She shuddered.  "Ugh,
just to think of a huge crowd of horny guys whooping and whistling at
me..."

	I caressed her cheek.  "...and if I whistled at you?"

	"I wouldn't mind that at all, Mistress." she spun, flaring out the
white dress, and began to prance around.  She didn't really know how to do
it, but it didn't matter once the dress started to come off.  I was so
enthralled by her little butt wiggling around that I jumped when Julia
touched me on the shoulder.

	"I can see why you like her, Mistress.  If you want, I can come
back later." she said.

	"No, no, I was just so distracted by Misty's stripper... gram..." I
trailed off.  "Julia, you're connected to the sex industry.  Do you know
which company does these stripper grams?"

	"There are several.  Do you want to order a stripper?  You seem to
have a good one right here."

	"I don't want to order one.  I want to send thirty."  I smiled with
my fangs.  "To James' compound."

	The lights when on behind Julia's eyes. "Oh, that's brilliant,
mistress.  I'll have Mindi call around."

	Misty stopped dancing.  "Mistress, what's going on?"

	I stood and ran to her, sweeping her up in my arms.  "You did it.
You cheered me up!"

	"I did?"

	"Yes, my sweet.  You gave me the idea to get us into the compound
and distract the guards.  You just made me Queen."  I kissed her.
"Tonight, you are the Mistress.  You can have me any way you want, as much
as you want, wherever you want!"

	Her face lit up.  "Come to bed with me."

	We found a spare bedroom in the studio, and I instructed one of the
girls not to let us be disturbed.  Misty led me to the bed and I prepared
myself for the fucking of a lifetime.

	I was surprised.  Misty just wanted to cuddle.  She eventually
fucked me, but it was slow.  Sensual.  Romantic.  It was cuddling with sex
thrown in as the natural progression.  We made love.  All night and all
day.

	I burned my plans to kill everyone, and we began to recruit again.
We went from less than twenty to thirty five in two days.  They were
crammed into the studio like sardines, but we kept them fed on drifters,
and kept them fucked silly.  Then we waited for a rainy day to attack.

	It took five days.

	We needed a rainy day to attack so that we didn't need a full cover
up.  All of the new girls went shopping and bought the sluttiest outfits we
could find.  When the rain came, the girls got tarted up and piled into a
bus we rented from one of the stripper companies, emblazoned with their
logo.

	The assassination went off better than I had hoped.  The girls were
met at first with loaded rifles, but then with cheers as they piled off the
bus and shook their money makers at the guards.  Almost all the guards were
called in to participate.  Some of the guards ran as fast as they could
through the rain to one of the security buildings, where the girls put on a
show; making out and slowly disrobing each other.  They abandoned their
posts and piled into the primary security building to get a look at the
girls.

	Then we tore into them.

	The guards barely had time to register surprise before at least two
girls per guard sunk their fangs in.  We drained them within minutes.  The
girls, half naked, hunted guards for the next hour until the compound was
secure.

	Then we broke into the safe rooms of James' lackeys and killed them
as the slept.  Fish in a barrel.  I personally strode down into James'
chambers and jammed a stake into his heart.  He died, never knowing how
badly I beat him.  That I will regret.  Misty and Angela were with me.

	"Mistress Kelly is the queen of San Francisco." Misty said. I felt
a surge of power flow into my mind.

	"Mistress Kelly is the queen of San Francisco." Angela said.  The
surge exploded through me, making me feel like I was coming apart.  This
was thousands of times more powerful than orgasm.
	This was the raw power of the universe, compressed into one moment.

	"***Kneel.***" I willed.  Both of them dropped to their knees, even
Angela who was not my thrall.
	I bent forward and kissed both of them on the top of their heads.
"***Rise, my subjects.  Come with me.***"

	We rounded up the girls, who all knelt before me.  After I kissed
them all, we piled back into the bus, and left the compound in shambles.  I
called Julia.

	"Yes, Mistress?" she answered.

	"You may now call me your Queen." I answered.

	"Yes, my Queen.  What do you need me to do?"

	"Get everything ready for the surprise."  I purred.

	"Tonight?  So soon?  I don't think the jeweler is ready..." she
trailed off.

	"Get over there and compel them.  We'll be back in less than an
hour.  I'll make sure Misty and Angela are ready." I assured her.

	"Yes, my Queen.  It will be ready."

	All the way back to the studio, the bus was half party, half orgy.
The stripper company would be pissed, but Julia or Mindi could smooth that
over.  We got back, and piled off the bus.  Some girls were a bit too slow
to get their robes on and got a little burned getting from the bus to the
studio, but they recovered quickly and started to prepare for tonight.

	I put on the outfit Julia and I had designed for the ceremony we
planned.  It was a white sleeveless top that covered me from neck to hips,
except for a window that showed off my cleavage.  It terminated in a wide,
gold belt that sported two tabards, one in the front, one in the back.  It
covered the front and back, but left the bottom free.  I wore no panties.
I wouldn't need them.

	Julia got back, jumping into my dressing room while trying to cram
herself into the same outfit I was wearing.  "My Queen, can you help me get
my tits into this damn thing?"  Her cock dangled enticingly as she
struggled to get into the dress without tearing it.  I helped her cram her
boobs into it, and copped a few feels.

	"Easy there, my Queen, I'm not the one these dresses are meant
for." she chided.

	"You're right, my dear.  Did you get them?"

	"Yes, my Queen, all four.  Two pairs boxed together.  They look
magnificent."

	"Good, get Mindi in here with them, and then get Misty and Angela."

	Mindi soon arrived with two boxes.  She was stark naked.  Her huge
cock swung back and forth, as did her massive tits.

	"You're not dressed?" I shouted.

	"Sorry, my Queen, I was taking care of the certification.  I'll get
dressed now!" she yelled over her shoulder as she ran out of the room.
Julia went to help her.  After about five minutes, Misty arrived, also
wearing the same outfit I was wearing.

	"My Queen." Misty said as she bowed.

	"Rise." I said.  "It's not your turn to kneel."  She looked at me,
confusedly.

	"What do you mean, my Queen?" she asked.

	I took my box and walked over to her.  I knelt before her and
opened it.  Despite vampires not needing to breathe, she gasped loudly.
Her hands clapped around her mouth.

	"Misty, you gave me the sun.  You gave me the city.  You gave me
the one bright ray of hope in a dreary existence full of death and sadness.
Queens sometimes appoint a consort, as a counselor or a political
appointment.  It's almost never romantic.  I want you to be more.  I want
you to be my consort.  My wife.  My partner forever and ever.  Will you
spend eternity by my side?" I asked, heart in my throat.

	She slowly lowered her hands.  Her jaw was practically on the
floor.  She slowly reached out and grabbed one of the items in the box.  It
was a gold ring, adorned with a double jewel, half of a large ruby, half of
a large, white pearl.  They joined together in the form of a teardrop.

	"It's... beautiful..." she stammered.

	"The ruby is for the blood of the vampire curse.  The pearl is
for... something else from the futanari curse.  This ring represents the
two curses, joined.  Each completing the other.  As you complete me."

	"Oh, my Queen, yes.  Yes!  Yes, I'll marry you!" she said as she
put the ring on.

	"Now, give me my ring and kiss me." I said.  She pulled an
identical ring out of the box.  I put my left hand out and she slipped it
on my ring finger.  I stood, and pulled her towards me.  We kissed,
passionately.

	Our kiss was interrupted by a high pitched squeal.  Angela bounded
into the room, holding out her left hand, adorned with another ring just
like ours.

	"I'm getting MARRIED!" she shouted.

	Misty held out her hand.  "OH MY GOD SO AM I!"  They grabbed each
other and jumped up and down, laughing, crying, hugging.

	Julia slipped into the room, her finger sporting a fourth ring like
the others.  "Girls." she said.

	"Yes.  I remember being that full of life."  I sighed.

	"You will be again, Mistress.  I see you with Misty.  You're not
some jaded old trull, you're my Queen." Her voice was full of pride.

	"Thank you, Julia.  I don't think I've thanked you for all you've
done.  You would make a fantastic Queen, too."

	"There's more than one city." she said with a predatory smile.  I
returned it.  The girls were calming down as Mindi entered in a black
version of our outfits.  Complete with a reversed collar.

	"Mindi.  Finally managed to get those melons into your top I see.
Did you get the certificate?" I asked.

	"Yes!" she brandished a piece of paper.  "I'm ordained.  I'm an
ordained vampire.  Isn't that crazy?"

	"It's wonderful, dear.  Marry us now, please." I ordered.

	"Yes, my Queen."  she said.  Julia and I wrangled Misty and Angela
to our sides.  "Queen Kelly of San Francisco, do you take Misty as your
consort, to rule beside for all time?"

	"I do." I answered.

	"Misty," Mindi continued. "do you take Kelly as your Queen and
wife, to hold and succor her, to serve her for all time?"

	"I do!" she blurted, shaking like a leaf.

	Mindi turned.  "Julia, do you take Angela for your daughter-wife,
to have and to hold, and to cherish for all time?"

	"I do." Julia said with enough lust in her voice to give me a quick
throb in my cock.
	Mindi addressed Angela last.  "Angela, do you take Julia as your
mother-wife, to have and to hold, and to cherish for all time?"

	"I do." she bubbled energetically.

	"Then, by the power vested in me by the internet, I pronounce you
Queen and Consort," she said to me and Misty. "...and you mother-wife and
daughter-wife." she finished.  "You may kiss the brides!"

	We kissed.  It was magical.

	"We have about two hours before sunset." Mindi interjected.  "I am
going to make the calls to the vampires that Mistress Kelly identified as
lesser members of the former court.  You all... can come out into the hall
for one last surprise."  She flanked the door, ready to open it for us.
Misty and I approached first, and Mindi threw the door open. We were met
with cheers and thrown rice.  The rest of the futa vampires, all wearing
the same black outfit as Mindi, sans the collar, awaited us.  They flanked
a red carpet that went the length of the studio, and approached the bedroom
set.  I picked up Misty and kissed her deeply, to louder cheers and
applause.  There were even some erections... I carried Misty in my arms to
the bedroom, and Julia followed, carrying Angela.  We entered the bedroom,
adorned with the same king size bed that we used before, ready to
consummate our marriages.

	Misty unzipped my top and I pushed it to my waist.  My erection
grew and throbbed.  I undressed her as Angela and Julia stripped each
other.

	"I've been thinking." I announced.  "The futanari curse causes a
woman who a futanari has sex with to develop an emotional bond.  That bond
grows stronger with each sex act.  That's why Misty turned Angela instead
of killing her; the futanari bond forged deep feelings.  It's why I love
all three of you."

	"Awww..." Angela blurted.

	"Now," I continued.  "What would happen if instead of one of us
fucking the other, we fucked each other at the same time?"

	"Is that even possible?" Julia said, stroking her cock to life.

	"Men's cocks are attached at the base, because they don't have
vaginas underneath.  But ours grow from our former clits.  We can bend our
cocks down without cutting off the blood flow.  Misty, get on the bed, on
your back."  Misty did as I asked.  I crawled onto the bed, facing away
from her.  "Now, hold your cock down, towards me."  She did, and I pointed
my cock toward her. Slowly, I crept toward her until I felt my cock graze
her thigh.  I slowly rocked back and forth until her cock found my pussy,
and mine hers.

	"I can't believe this is going to work..." Julia said as she
climbed into the bed and helped Angela do the same.  They got their faces
right up next to my ass, watching enrapt.

	"Misty, I'm going to sit slowly.  Are you ready?"

	"Yes, my Queen."

	I lowered myself onto her and into her.

	The second our penises entered each other, we both gasped in
surprise.  The pleasure was more than normal sex.  It was like a lightning
storm in my crotch, crackling up and down and spreading through my whole
body.  I worked her in and out, spreading our wetness and working in more
and more.  It felt so good.  I pulled my kegel muscles to squeeze down on
her.  We both gasped as we felt it.

	We both felt it.

	"Misty, did you..." I gasped "...did you do something?"

	"No, I... ohhhh..." she trailed off and rolled her eyes back up
into her head.  I squeezed again.

	I felt it in her cock.  It was distinct.  It wasn't mine, I was
feeling her cock.  I felt it throb as I squeezed it with my pussy.  I felt
both of us.

	"You have to try this!" I shouted at Julia and Angela.  They looked
at each other and scrambled to get into position.

	"Oh, my Queen, fuck me..." Misty moaned.  I began to move more
quickly.  "Oh, is that... is that... oh my god... oh my god..."

	"Oh, Mommy!" Angela shouted as her crotch pushed up against
Julia's.  "I'm fucking you!  I'm fucking US!"

	"YES BABY!" Julia shouted.  "FUCK YOUR MOTHER!  FUCK US BOTH!"

	I began rocking my hips.  I felt Misty's head push against my
cervix as I felt my own cock brush hers.  I also felt my own cervix through
her cock, and the jolt from her womb as my cock hit it.

	We felt each other.  There was nothing like it.

	Misty and I fucked each other as Julia and Angela did the same.  It
was amazing.  We shared each other's pleasure.  We squeezed, probed, and
caressed each other.  I felt a surge in my nipples.  I looked back and
Misty was squeezing her breasts.  I pinched my nipples in return and Misty
shrieked in surprise.

	"Oh god..." she said as she lifted her hips to meet me thrust for
thrust.  We slammed into each other.  It grew and grew until it reached a
peak.

	Then we melted.

	There was no other word to describe the intensity.  We both came
from our wombs, pussies, and cocks.  We felt each other do the same.  It
was like coming six times at once.  Because we did.  We shared every
sensation.  And under it all ran a current of pure love.  We were truly one
in that instant.  I felt my womb flood with her cum, and I felt hers flood
with mine.  I felt each pulse from both cocks.  I felt both vaginal walls
contract down and I felt both shafts squeezed.  And she felt it all too.  I
felt her feel it.  It fed upon itself and we did it all again.  And again
and again until there was nothing left.  I fell over, exhausted.  Rivers of
cum spilled out of both of our pussies.  We were utterly spent.

	Angela and Julia were much the same.  I dragged the covers off and
we all cuddled under them.

	"That was unbelievable." Julia gasped.

	"I love you, my Queen."  Misty said.

	"Oh, my sweet ray of sunshine.  I love you so much." I said as I
kissed her.

	Julia and Angela kissed and professed their love.  We cuddled
together, the four of us, until Julia got us up to prepare for tonight.

	We got back into our outfits, cleaned up our hair and makeup, and
exited the building right at sunset.  Mindy began making calls as soon as
we left, and we drove to James' club to give the bad news to his court.

	The bouncers were easy to overpower with my new will.  As Queen,
they couldn't ignore me, and all went home without a word.  One or two
vampires tried to bar our way until they counted our numbers and stepped
aside.  All of my girls took up positions in James' main audience chamber.
Soon, the rest of the vampires in San Francisco began to arrive.  Many of
them suspected.  Some of them were clueless.  All of them were on edge.

	Good.

	Once the hall had achieved a critical mass of important bodies,
Julia motioned to me and I entered from a back room.  As I took James'
throne, I was met with an equal measure of gasps and chuckles.

	"***KNEEL.***" I willed to the whole room.  The giggles ceased as
everyone dropped.  "James the Third is dead.  I am your new Queen."

	"All hail Queen Kelly the first." Julia intoned.

	"***Rise.***" I commanded.  They did so slowly.  Unsure.  "Many of
you are wondering how I managed to kill James in one night.  The truth is,
it wasn't at night.  We are a new circle of vampires.  We are the circle of
Daywalkers."

	Sputters and muttering arose.  Some made to leave, but were blocked
by a few girls.

	"There is another revelation.  Our strength comes from a new power.
One granted... in an unusual way.  Show them." I commanded.  All of the
girls, including myself, undid the front part of our tabards, allowing them
to hang to the side.  We stood, bared and erect, before the vampires of the
city.  The gasps were replaced by silence.  One woman's voice shouted
briefly in surprise.  "We are futanari.  We transcend gender and replace
the conventions of human sexuality.  We are power, incarnate.  Men cannot
share this power.  Any man among you who wishes to leave this city will
have my financial and logistical support to find a new home and a way to
get there.  Women may also leave, but it would... deny you the chance to
see the sun and join our new order."

	The girls stepped aside, and every male vampire made a hasty exit.

	"Of course... I have been putting off the most important part of a
new Queen's duty.  Trial by combat." I shouted.

	"What?" Misty said.  Julia grabbed her and covered her mouth.

	"Any vampire who wishes to take my throne, come forward and
challenge me." I continued.  "Will anyone?"

	"I will." It was one of James' confidantes, Kylie.  That bitch.  I
knew she might try this.  James kept her around because she looked like me,
but younger, and with a better body.  Her very existence was James
specifically thumbing his nose at me.  Her challenge was one more insult
from beyond the grave.

	This bitch was going down.

	"Arm her."  I commanded as I held out my hand for a stake.  We
circled each other, slowly.  She took the initiative and charged.  With her
speed, I would have been as good as dead, had she not telegraphed it.  I
bent to the side, narrowly dodging the attack, and backhanded her.  She
went down in a spiral.  I was on her in less than a heartbeat, piercing her
rib cage with my stake from behind.  She screamed, then shriveled and
turned to dust.  That surprised me, I thought she was too young to
completely disintegrate.

	"Anyone else?" I asked.  No one stepped forward; most of them had
eyes downcast.  I ascended back to the throne and sat.  "Now that the fun
is over, there are more serious concerns for the city.  Many of you had
financial relationships with the former king.  When I removed James, I had
no intention of harming your interests.  As such, I feel... obligated... to
offer reparations to the one amongst you hurt the most.  Magdalene, step
forward."

	A handsome older woman pushed to the front of the crowd.  She had
bewitching brown eyes, and long dark brown hair framing a face that the
ages touched noticeably but not heavily.  She wore a conservative dark
brown suit jacket with a matching skirt, and had a bright red brooch in the
shape of a poinsettia.  She bowed, briefly.

	"Magdalene, you were heavily invested in James' companies.  Some of
those companies are going to be in trouble after this coup.  You stand to
lose more than anyone else here.  I want to give you something to make up
for such a loss."

	"...and what would that be, my Queen?" she asked, coyly.

	"The sun.  If you wish it, I will transform you.  You will join my
circle.  The transformation process is... a bit intrusive." I once again
unveiled my cock, which I made erect before her.  "...but I will not do so
if you do not wish it."

	She paused, considering.  "To be honest, my Queen, that is less
intrusive than how I was made a vampire.  My maker ripped my throat open in
surprise and drank my life away, then jammed his wrist in my mouth and
force fed me his blood.  I miss the sun.  If I have to suck your cock in
front of everyone to see it..."

	"Not suck." I interrupted.  "Take your panties off."

	She got it.  "Yes, my Queen."  She took off her panties, and swung
her leg over my lap, almost kicking me in the face with her exquisite
heels.  "Let's get this over with." she said as she reached for my cock and
aligned it with her slit.

	"Be careful, the futanari curse can be a bit..." she interrupted me
as she sat down, full force.  She took me in all at once and threw back her
head, screaming.  Her hair fell in my face, and her whole body shuddered
uncontrollably.  I grabbed her waist, preventing her from falling over.
"...overwhelming." I finished.

	"That's... an understatement... oh fuck..." she panted.  "How
did..."

	"The curse causes an immediate orgasm the first time you penetrate
a woman who is not a futanari.  It also drives her libido to make her more
excited and reckless."

	"I can feel it..." she moaned.  "Wait." She stood, withdrawing me
completely, and then sat again.  "OH, FUCK, IT WORKED." she shouted as she
came on my cock again.  Interesting.  I'd have to remember that trick.
This time, however, I did not let her recover.

	"My turn..." I hissed and then clutched her waist and lifted her,
then slammed her down again, thrusting up to meet her.  Our thighs slapped
audibly as I fucked her up and down, picking up speed.  She got her feet
underneath her again and began to assist, lifting and dropping.  We both
concentrated and used our superhuman speed to turn the slow rhythm of our
fucking into a rapid tattoo of flesh meeting flesh.  She came at least
twice in one minute.  Then I felt my own orgasm build and erupt into her.
Sprays of cum, pressurized by our rapid pace, spurted from her pussy and
dripped down the front of the throne.  I lifted her gently, and placed her
on the steps.  I motioned Talia to come over and she gently held Magdalene
as she recovered from her orgasm, and then screamed as the futanari
transformation ripped through her.  Talia's monster cock bobbed as she
stood, positioned herself above Magdalene's new penis, and began to fuck
her.  Soon, Talia drenched Magdalene in cum as she took her first load,
fucking her back to coherent thought.

	I reached down, and carefully helped Magdalene to her feet, and
kissed her cum stained lips.  "You are now part of my circle, Magdalene.
No longer shall the sun cause you fear.  You are resistant to its rays, and
can even walk in it, with restrictions.  The day shall no longer paralyze
you, and your hunger will find new outlets.  However, I must insist."  I
pulled out the full force of the will of a Queen.  "***You will not spread
this curse to anyone without my permission.***"

	"Yes, my Queen." Her eyes popped as she shouted.  She was unused to
being compelled.

	I addressed the room.  "All of the rest of you should aspire to be
useful to me.  Those who please me may join my circle.  Those who displease
me will find themselves staked during the day.  You may leave.  Now."

	Everyone filed out quickly.  That was it.  The city was mine.

	Over the next several years, there were challenges and problems.
However, the futanari curse's greatest power was to forge bonds, which
cancelled out the isolation and paranoia that vampirism usually causes.
Magdalene, rather than a threat who could walk in the day, instead became a
casual lover who supported my rule as much or more than she supported the
old King.

	Through it all, Misty loved me.  Ours is a romance that will last
through the ages.  We ruled the city with a fair, even hand, and she kept
me from becoming the tyrant James had been.  Together, we initiated new
girls, held court, and made love every night.  We worked to build another
army of loyal futanari vampires, loyal to Julia, and she and Angela
conquered Los Angeles much the same way we conquered San Francisco.  No
Queen could abandon her city, for fear of a coup, but Angela and Misty
became our ambassadors, bringing each other love from afar.

	Misty's love turned my life from a drudge through the ages into a
vibrant, sexually charged march, hand-in-hand, for eternity.  Every time we
made love, I wanted it to last forever.

	And it would.

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