LittleFallenPrincess Posted April 21, 2024 Posted April 21, 2024 Here is the first chapter of my brand new LittleMonstrumVerse ABDL story - Arbitrio Sanguinis! My 11th novel so far, and 3rd novel in the 'LittleMonstrumVerse' series I've been writing. Set after the Infernum Infantem Christmas Special, we see my monster universe through another pair of eyes... ones looking for a special someone. Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them. They really help with the motivation to write more! Don't forget you get get 2 week early access (so 4 chapters) to my main ongoing story, if you subscribe to my Subscribestar. Also, please link to my stories rather than posting them as files when sharing with others! Chapter 1: Ennui Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “Luce…?” “Lucy…” “Miss Piddlepants…” “Baby bloodsucker…” “Mushtush…” I could hear them all trying to get my attention, trying to tease me into responding… but I found it hard to break my eye contact with the floor. I was currently winning my staring contest with it, and I wasn’t going to let myself lose now, not this late into the game. Because I play to win… and totally not to avoid looking at all my happy friends with all their happy families and partners… totally not to avoid thinking about how everyone has someone but me… totally not to see all my friends sitting on their Mummy’s or Daddy’s laps… feeling happy… little… loved… Nope. Because that would make me a grumpy sourpuss. And I didn’t want to bring down the mood of the event by telling anyone what was really going on in my head. I had been hiding it for the longest time now and no matter what… I wasn’t going to bother any of them with it. Especially not since that whole awkward Christmas party that Nia had to deal with. I wasn’t going to add to her plate right now, she was still in her blissful post-engagement period where she and Vic couldn’t stop bragging about the proposal or the ring that Nia wore on her finger. Her stupid adorable finger. Totally not salty that everyone I knew was either married, getting married, or getting serious with a partner or partner. Totally not salty at the fact I hadn’t dated anyone in a long time, not since my shitty abusive ex. And no, I’m not counting those few I found online that I stupidly got my hopes up about… only to be disappointed and alone. Totally not salty. Because I can’t be. I can’t ruin this for them. Or bother them with it. I’m already a bother. They’re already so accepting of me, and so nice to me… I don’t want to ever bother them more than I already do. So for now, I’ll continue staring at the floor, trying to avoid eye contact with anyone, making it look like I’m in my own little world, unable to hear them. They’ll stop eventually, then I’ll apologise like I always do, and then they can move on and I can go on… avoiding looking at my best friends in the world because they’re happy and I’m just… un… un… …Unloveable. Thankfully, as predicted, they moved on with their conversation and let me be, discussing a camping trip they were planning for later this year, sometime in late summer. No doubt I’d be invited, but honestly… I wasn’t sure I even wanted to go. Not on my own anyway. It’ll just be the same as these events, they all get super romantic and couple-y… and I’m left on my own… with no dance partner to dance with. That’s all I want in life. Or in my case, un-life. In my long un-life as a vampire, I’ve dated, I’ve found partners… but none of them lasted. At first I tried to protect my humanity, focusing on dating only humans. But the ones who know about our supernatural world aren’t all amazing allies, the few I did try dating early on in my vampiric life… were only out to get turned. They had been familiars of other vampires, and since vampires like to promise to turn them but end up never doing it… they seek outside sources. So of course they all used me to get turned… At least I realised after the first one that I was being played, so that quickly stopped and I moved away from dating humans altogether. Instead I focused on our own community. But this was at the start of the last century… so it was a bit more difficult to find someone. Much smaller dating pools. I tried dating a couple of vanillas… but they freaked out and ran when I started being myself, my more… infantile self… At the time, I wasn’t even aware of this kink I have, or my little side, I just tried dating someone who was a bit more serious than me, and looking back now… yeah, they were vanilla. So I gave up dating monstrum too, well… vanilla ones (though again, didn’t realise until later that they were known as ‘vanilla’, I just didn’t want to date anyone overly serious who couldn’t stand my childishness). Which limited my dating pool even further, as it was shortly after this that I met my ex, the one I ran into again last year. That was a thing, she introduced me to this kink and the world of kink, that’s it. End of story. Nothing else to say. So I gave up dating again, even kinksters this time. For decades I had nothing… no one… at least no one who didn’t abuse me but let’s not talk about those two relationships just yet… then I met Beth. I thought I felt a spark between us… but that ended up just being a best friendship. I’m not complaining, I love Beth to bits, as I do all my friends… but I still wanted that bit extra. It hurt even more when I set her and her wife up together, before Susie had died and got resurrected as a zombie, but I knew they’d be a perfect match. I mean me and Bea had a very very brief thing, but we very quickly realised we weren’t really that into each other and were happier as friends. So around that period of my life I just stopped dating, focusing entirely on making friends… but that didn’t really get me anywhere either. I had Beth and Bea and that was about it. Eventually I’d meet Susie when I went to University, but I still didn’t date anyone. Then Grim and Abby came into my life and I moved in with them. And for the longest time, I’ve kept my sadness hidden inside me, trying to appear as strong as possible to all my friends, so as to not bring them down into my depression and my loneliness bubble. At this point I was sure I’d never find anyone. Nia and Victoria had this amazing backstory about them meeting and getting together. Demons, summonings, cults… I mean Vic even died for Nia, and Nia went to Hell for her… and that’s not even getting into her whole ‘being a fallen angel’ thing. Which I still can’t get over. Freakin’ angels! Susie and Beth too. Susie found out about Beth being a Witch, died, got resurrected, and then got hunted by Death. So Beth created this Sanctuary, a place where monstrum from all over can come for… well… Sanctuary. They can come here to hide out from hunters, they can come here after escaping abusive partners or after humans have found out about them. Or… they can just come for help regarding anything. And Susie and Beth will help them, no questions asked. Like… these two are made for each other, and I love it… but it also breaks my heart that I don’t have an awesome partner with an awesome backstory. Even Abby has her partners, who had both turned up for today’s littles event, both fussing over the very blushy little kitsune. They really treated the girl like their daughter, fussing over her and spoiling her and making sure she’s never wanting for anything. And from how I’ve heard Abby talk about them… she isn’t just using them for her money. Not that she’s that kind of person anyway, but she genuinely loves these two. So whilst she doesn’t have an awesome backstory full of death and sacrifice and love… she has TWO people loving her with all their heart. Why does she get two… when I get… no one. Even Grim is here with his Daddy, for the first time. Turns out his Daddy is very new to all this, and was very nervous about coming to an event, but Grimfang managed to convince his fellow werewolf boyfriend to attend today. They have this adorable story about how they met, sounding like they had met in a freaking romantic comedy. Like… Come on! Where’s my romantic comedy? Where’s my caregiver? Where’s my tale of defying Death for love? No… Instead I was stuck here, in this meaningless existence, slowly dwindling away day by day. It was a struggle to even eat, often my housemates would need to bring me… ‘sustenance’… from our ethical supplier, and pressure me to drink it. Because most days consisted of me getting out of bed (no, I know I’m a vampire, but only old school vamps sleep in coffins), going on my PC, playing games… then going to bed when the sun comes up again. I barely left my room, going back into my old ways, back to before I started opening up. Then Nia came into my life and gave me a little hope that maybe I’d find someone… so I put myself out there… only to be massively disappointed. Then her engagement happened and I got another boost in morale… but so far it isn’t going well. There just aren’t that many single Mummies out there, especially not monstrum ones. So I’ll just continue being alone. Feeling this hopelessness but keeping it bottled up insi… “Luce…” Nia said, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of my seat. Before I could respond, complain… or even react, she pulled me away from our little group in the corner, past some littles that were playing in the ballpit, past Medusa, who was colouring in a picture for her Mummy, and towards the plastic adult-sized playhouse in the far corner. She poked her head in, whilst still holding my hand, to check if it was clear, before turning around and smiling at me. “All clear! Come on, grumpy pants…” She said, pulling me into the playhouse and closing the big red plastic door. “Sit. Now!” I did as she said, and sat in the corner on my thickly padded butt, my red babydoll dress lifting slightly as I took my place, revealing the thick nappy between my very pale legs. Quickly fixing my dress, I adjusted myself so I was comfortable on the squishy play mat underneath me. “So… spill it.” Nia said, sitting opposite me and looking at me intensely. “Spill what? I can’t spill anything, I’ve got a baba…” I joked, trying to move away from the real reason we were in this playhouse right now. “Oi, I’m the one who makes snarky jokes. Stay in your lane, little vampling.” Nia grinned at me. “No, seriously, what’s up hun?” “What do you mean? Everything is fine!” I replied, putting on the best fake smile I could for my friend. “I know I’m still relatively new to emotions and people and everything… but I’m pretty sure I can spot when my best friend is down in the dumps about something. So spill it!” “I’m fine, I promise!” I lied again. “We’re not leaving this playhouse until you tell me what’s going on in that silly little mind of yours…” “Nothing… I…” “Sweetie… don’t you just want to… tell me… everything…?” Nia said, crawling over slowly, her padded hips swaying back and forth as her tail swished about, before she got to me. Lifting her hand, she placed it under my chin and lifted, so my eyes couldn’t break contact with hers. “Come on…” I could feel something stirring within me, as if I wanted to… no, as if I needed to do whatever she said… That’s when it clicked. “OI! NO USING SUCCUBUS POWERS!” I yelled at her, maybe a little too loudly. She instantly threw off this sultry persona and sat back on her padded butt, pouting with her arms crossed in front of me. “Fine! But you have to tell me. It’s in the best friend's rules.” “I… fine. I… I’m just… I’m lonely.” “But we’re all here, having fun! All your friends!” She argued. “Not that way… I’m very thankful for you all… but seeing you…” “Oh.” Nia’s face dropped and she quickly hid her engagement ring with her other hand. “Seeing us all with our caregivers… with partners… Oh hun, I’m sorry…” “Yeah… got it in one.” I sighed. “Sweetie, it’s just a matter of time. You’ll find someone. And I bet they’re gonna be the bestest Mummy ever, making you happier than ever.” “I thought that with my ex…” “Yes, and that was a lesson that will allow you to sense people who are wrong for you from now on. Trust me, your time is soon. Just… keep a little bit of hope, please?” “I… can’t promise…” “Where are you looking these days? I thought you were putting yourself out there again? What about that human you were dating when I first met you?” “Didn’t work out, she ghosted me. And I tried a website for monstrum. That didn’t work out either. People were vampire chasers. Or… the other kind of chaser…” I said, rolling my eyes in disgust. “Oh? OH… eww…” Nia said as she finally understood just what I meant. “Fuck them. That doesn’t bother me. You’re just this really fuckin cool chick who is also my best fuckin friend.” “You do realise that…?” “That Vic would tan my hide if she heard me using this language? Why do you think we’re hiding out in the playhouse? And even if she didn’t… Beatrice would…” “That I would pay to see…” I grinned. “OI! Don’t you start! You don’t know what it’s like to be spanked by that witch!” “No, because I’m a good girl.” My grin grew twice as big. “So am I!” Nia whined. “...Most of the time.” I giggled at my friend, who just pouted back at me again. “Why… Why don’t you try dating humans again? Or maybe ask Beth if there are any other dating websites for us lot?” “I tried dating humans. It’s… not good.” “And humans have changed a lot in the billion years since you got turned into a vampire…” “I’m not that old! You’re way older than me, Miss ‘I’m actually an angel from the dawn of time’.” “Yeah but… for someone so old, I look hot.” She said, posing in a seductive way as a joke. “Agreed.” I said, sticking my tongue out at her and smiling. “Why don’t you try it? For me? Please? I hate to see you so lonely.” “Sorry…” “No! No more apologising! This isn’t your fault, silly girl. Just find a dating website, make a profile, put yourself out there. No, in fact… ten dating websites. We’re gonna find you a Mama, no matter what it takes! Why not try finding a vanilla person and introducing them to this?” I loved Nia’s optimism. It… was actually infectious. I could feel that drive to put myself out there again… and it scared me. But a small part of me was excited that maybe… just maybe… …I’d find someone. ======================================================= So... new story! New perspective! More evil cliffhangers await! I hope you enjoyed this, and continue to enjoy it as the story progresses. I put a lot of emotion into this story, as you can probably tell, and a lot more of myself into some of the characters. But don't worry, there will be a lot of fun too! -------------------------------------------- Thinking of finally opening up short story commissions now too finally, now that my writers block seems to have subsided. 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Moon3ye Posted April 21, 2024 Posted April 21, 2024 A good start, I must say (Yes I remembered to save the right tags) I already have a feeling how this will continue. In any case, the ex-girlfriend and a few vampire hunters will cause trouble for our Lucy. And a lot of trouble.
Little Lamb Posted April 22, 2024 Posted April 22, 2024 Yey!!! Finally a Lucy story!!! Nice start, looking foward for developments on her vampiric love life
LittleFallenPrincess Posted April 25, 2024 Author Posted April 25, 2024 Chapter 2: Mundane Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “And so I got passed over for this big promotion…” I couldn’t figure out if I was dead, undead, or alive right now… but this conversation was killing me nonetheless. ‘Work this’… ‘work that’… ‘baby shower’… ‘bins got changed to a Tuesday’… this date would kill me… if I wasn’t already dead. “So I got her back, I filed for a transfer over to accounting and…” She continued. ‘Maybe she’s a succubus like Nia? Maybe she’s not actually human, maybe she’s a succubus who bores you to death and sucks the life force from you?’ I thought to myself. Within twenty minutes of sitting down in the booth of this human bar with this human vanilla woman… I quickly realised Nia was wrong. Dating humans is just so… mundane. Now and again you’ll meet someone like Susie (I met her when she was human, and we got on really well), but most humans just talk about their dead-end jobs, their boring, mundane lives… and their relationship drama. At least the relationship drama amongst Monstrum is exciting. When Beatrice broke up with her most recent boyfriend… who was a vampire who cheated on her… she cast a curse on him so that all his ‘sustenance’ tasted like pumpkin spice latte. Like… everything, or everyone, he ate… tasted like pumpkin spice latte. All because he made fun of one drink she ordered. Another reminder to never piss that woman off. Or when we had a creepy little start coming to events, hitting on Beth. Like we made it very clear to this creep that Beth was happily married, but of course he was freshly turned as a werewolf, so he still had his human mindset… a very homophobic, human mindset… He was given many chances to behave, but after he went a bit too far… well… let’s just say he earned his ‘pup’ nickname. Thanks to a curse from Beth, whenever there’s a full moon or he tries to transform… he turns into the cutest little puppy. Which has not only humiliated him… but left him a bit of an outcast in his pack. Basically… don’t piss off witches. It’s not just witches who are great at getting back at partners, exs, or creeps… I heard of another werewolf marking his territory on an ex’s rose garden, which attracted a bunch more werewolves, which ended up ruining everything. Her garden was in a complete state after that. But no, these humans… ‘oh I keyed my ex’s car’ or ‘I complained to HR about the gossip’... like… I get it… it’s interesting to humans, but to us monstrum? It’s just a bit… basic. I don’t even know why I thought this was a good idea. And Nia will definitely be getting an earful from me later tonight over text, once I’ve listened to this very sweet but very boring woman explain, for what seems like the thousandth time, this stupid human soap opera she watches. But I didn’t want to appear rude, so I sat there and nodded along, smiling at her occasionally to make it look like I was listening, when really I wanted to break my vow of never biting humans, just so I could turn her and actually have something interesting to talk about. But no… I am a good girl. I have to behave. “And so Sheila broke up with Michael because her father was actually her…” OH MY GOD CAN THIS WOMAN HAVE SOMETHING INTERESTING TO TALK ABOUT FOR FIVE MINUTES? PLEASE? I could feel the will to live draining from me as she went on and on, not even allowing me to talk about myself. Not that I could talk about my life much, I can’t exactly tell her that I’m a vampire. I already had to delay this date from midday to late in the evening so I didn’t get burned to a crisp, I can’t give it away that I’m a vampire any more than I already have. Not in this bar full of humans. “And then Derek comes in to find her cheating on him, so she throws out all his stamp collection…” I can’t take it anymore. This is Hell. I bet even Nia could take a few tips from this woman on how to torture people. So I quickly and discreetly pulled my phone out and sent a text to Susie. Lucy: Need summon. Please. ASAP. HELP! I looked up at the woman and coughed gently. “Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom, I’ll be right back…” Quickly rushing out of the booth, I ran into the bathroom as fast as my legs could carry me, and dove into a stall, closing the door as a woman was just leaving. I could feel a tingle surrounding my body. Here we go… my escape… “What happened? Was it a hunter? Did a hunter find you?” Beth asked as I appeared in the Sanctuary suddenly, having been teleported back by Beth’s spell. Beth was standing there, in her pyjamas, with a blanket wrapped around herself. As if I had interrupted a cosy night in for the two of them… …Oops. “I… umm…” I blushed, trying to think of an excuse. But it appeared that Susie, who was standing next to her wife in matching pyjamas, saw right through my excuse even before I could come up with it. “Lucy… did you ask me to get Beth to summon you so you could get out of another bad date?” Susie asked, seemingly unimpressed. “I… I’m sorry! I’ll pay you back for the reagents for the spell! I just… I couldn’t stand that woman. If I hear one more thing about that soap opera she watches… I was very close to biting her!” Beth, who was clearly not happy that I abused her magic for such a frivolous and meaningless thing, and disrupted her cosy night with her wife… walked over with the most sour face I had seen on her for a while, and pulled something from her pocket. Before I could say anything else… she placed a dummy in my mouth and whisked her finger about in the air… and I suddenly found I couldn’t spit it out. “That… is so you don’t bite anyone. And for misusing my magic…” She didn’t continue that sentence, she just grinned at me, which made the feeling in my stomach so much worse… “BWHAHAHAHAHA!” Grim was literally rolling on the floor, laughing, clutching his stomach, as I stood there, in front of my housemates. “Lucy… You know what Beth is like. And you thought it was a good idea to pretend to need an emergency summon? You brought this on yourself…” Abby replied, trying to hold in her laughter. “I assume you can’t take that off?” I shook my head, knowing that if I opened my mouth… Grim would never let me live it down. Not that they’d ever let me forget this moment anyway, they had taken many photos with their phone cameras, promising to Beth that they would never show anyone outside our little circle… under pain of enduring the same punishment themselves. Still not fair though, no doubt they’ll be pulling out their phones to show me for years… decades even… I waddled my way over to the sofa in our living room, plopping my very padded rear down, in between my two friends who had settled down for a cosy evening themselves. “Need a baba, baby girl?” Grim teased. Not deigning to give him the satisfaction, I kept my mouth shut and pouted. I couldn’t even look him in the eyes right now, as no doubt he was grinning from ear to ear, and he’d just find some way to tease me even more. So no, I wasn’t giving him any more ammo than he already had. I’d just sit there… in this satin pink romper with ‘Stinky Lil Vampling’ stitched in cursive on the bib of it. Frills adorned the seat of the romper, which I had to show off to my housemates upon being dropped off by Beth and Susie. The thick padded booties wrapped around my feet were also hard to walk in, making me waddle slightly. It wasn’t the actual design of them that was the problem, they were just normal baby booties but adult-sized… no, it was that Beth had put a little spell on them to cause me to waddle. Because the nappy I was wearing wasn’t actually that thick. At least no thicker than usual anyway. Still a lot thicker than anything my friends would wear, but I could still usually walk normally whilst wearing these super babyish nappies, but Beth’s spell… or curse… meant it felt like I was wearing like twenty of these nappies. And that’s the thing… it wasn’t the romper with the humiliating message, or the cursed booties, or anything I was wearing… they weren’t the big problem. It wasn’t even the potion that Beth made me drink as punishment for what I did, one that has reduced my speech to that of a toddler at best. It wasn’t even the thick mittens which prevented me from removing any of this humiliating outfit. Not even the dummy, which was also cursed to prevent me from removing it myself or spitting it out. And no… it wasn’t the huge matching baby bonnet wrapped around my head. Sure, I looked ridiculous, but that wasn’t what was making me quake in my little booties right now. What was making me so nervous… was the thing both my roommates were eyeing up, both so desperate to have a go of… “ME FIRST!” Abby shouted, pouncing across the sofa, diving behind me and grabbing the thing I so desperately wanted to keep away from them… but found myself powerless to do anything. Damn witches and their damn tricks… Grabbing the ring behind me, she gripped it tightly and pulled sharply, pulling the string that was attached to my back. “I’M WIDDLE WUCY. I WUV BEING A BIG BABY!” I shouted out, feeling a little piece of my soul die… what was left of it anyway. “Oh my god… it’s brilliant!” Abby said, letting go of the ring, which allowed Grim to grab it. He pulled the ring pull on my back, just like Abby had, and I felt the urge burst out from within again… “I AM A BIG STINKY BABY. PWEASE CHANGE ME!” I blurted out, feeling my face burning up even more. “Oh I’m going to have so much fun with this little baby dolly…” Abby giggled, whilst Grim was incapacitated on the floor, rolling about, laughing his head off. After they had had enough of playing with their new dolly roommate, Abby and Grim sent a text to Beth, telling them that I had endured enough. Now I’d like to say they sent the text after a good ten minutes or so… but no, they really had their fun, constantly pulling the string on my back throughout the TV show they were watching, making me say increasingly more humiliating things like a toddler doll with a lisp. Once the text was sent though, it was only a matter of minutes before I felt my back feel… lighter. “Ah, it’s gone. Shame. Guess we’ll just have to wait for you to mess up again…” Abby giggled at me. Then just like the dolly string pull, the mittens disappeared. Followed by the bonnet and the booties… and lastly the romper transformed into… well it wasn’t the gorgeous dress I had worn to the date earlier… but it closely resembled it. It was as if that dress had been transformed into… a onesie… “I guess it will hafta do…” I said, before realising that the potion that had affected my voice hadn’t worn off yet. And neither had the spell on my dummy… “Guess you’re still a baby for the rest of the night. Best get you to bed early, otherwise you’ll be cranky in the morning…” Grim teased. I just huffed and pouted at my housemates, not even giving them the satisfaction of looking at them whilst in this state. ‘I’m so going to get Nia back for thinking this was a good idea…’ ======================================================= Glad you're all excited for a Lucy story! And sorry for posting this a day late, had some personal issues last night which today caused me to forget that I had forgotten to post last night. So here it is! Also... I really loved writing this chapter... no idea why.... 😇 -------------------------------------------- Thinking of finally opening up short story commissions now too finally, now that my writers block seems to have subsided. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! If you want to read the next 4 chapters, thanks to two weeks early access to my main story and also soon-to-be exclusive access to short stories (or even have a chance at commissioning one when I add the tier for them!), why don't you check out my SubscribeStar! The basic tier gets early access and exclusive access to short stories (when they're written), higher tiers will be limited but get a short story each month (1-2 per month in total, also not yet running this tier yet, will announce when I'm starting!). Thank you to all my subscribers for their support over the past few years! Seriously, your support means the world to me. New chapters of my latest story every Wednesday/Sunday! 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Moon3ye Posted April 25, 2024 Posted April 25, 2024 *Notices never upset Beth... or maybe you do? That is an absolutely brilliant and great punishment. I have a slightly sadistic disposition and so I like such punishments, but this ring on her back to make her talk like a doll. I bow to your genius
LittleFallenPrincess Posted April 25, 2024 Author Posted April 25, 2024 Just now, Moon3ye said: *Notices never upset Beth... or maybe you do? That is an absolutely brilliant and great punishment. I have a slightly sadistic disposition and so I like such punishments, but this ring on her back to make her talk like a doll. I bow to your genius Toooootally not one of my biggest fantasies... Toooootally haven't pretended to have this ring when flirting with people... Noooope... totally innocent... that's what I am! O_O But thank you 1
LittleFallenPrincess Posted April 28, 2024 Author Posted April 28, 2024 Chapter 3: Profiles Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “Hey, don’t blame me, it’s you who couldn’t even handle small talk with vanillas for ten minutes…” “I couldn’t speak like an adult until this morning!” I yelled at my friend, who was sitting on my bed, cross legged in her adorable dungarees and strappy top. She had come over to hang out with me during the day, and more importantly… to find out how the date last night went. With her demonic red skin, her dark horns, her forked tail… It was still weird being friends with a demon. Part of me was worried she loved torturing souls so much that she was now torturing me… But no, she’s my friend. She wouldn’t do that… would she? “Look, if you can’t handle vanillas… why not branch out to human kinksters? There are plenty out there, and they’re a lot more fun than vanillas…” Nia suggested. “I’m not sure, it’s probably the human thing. They’re just so… mundane… so boring!” “Not all of them. Vic is technically human… And she’s kinky and fun and interesting and lovely and gorgeous and wonderful and…” “I get it, you found the perfect Mummy…” I sighed. “Sorry…” Nia said, sounding genuinely upset that she was sounding like she was bragging. “But you know what I’m getting at… maybe you’ll find a human who is into kink? They’re a lot more fun than vanilla humans.” “But where would I start?” “I know of a few kinky social media websites.” “Dating ones?” “Kind of. They can be used for finding partners, but they’re also used for events and munches and everything. Look, this little stuff isn’t the only thing me and my fiance are into… we meet others. Even other humans.” “What are these sites you use?” “Well there are two I would recommend. One human one, and one monstrum one. I’ll give you the addresses of both. Make a profile on each, and find some groups, put yourself out there! You’re a freakin’ cutie, I bet you’ll get loads of hits straight away!” Nia said, trying to compliment me, but just making me feel more anxious at the thought of all that attention on me… “I… maybe…” I sighed. “No, Luce… seriously, you need someone. I can tell. You’ve been getting more and more distant whenever we all get together, and I can tell you’re just wishing you had a caregiver like we do. So if I have to charm you into making those profiles, or even get Bea to cast something on you to make it… I will!” “Fine! I’ll make a profile on both. But I will…” “...Give me the biggest ‘I told you so’ ever if it fails?” Nia replied, finishing my sentence for me. “When it fails…” I corrected her. “IF it fails.” Nia then corrected me, sounding very insistent that it won’t fail. I wish I shared her optimism. And so with her chin resting on my shoulder, looking over my shoulder like some… well, demon… she watched intently as I opened up the human website she suggested first. It looked… normal? Just like a normal dating website, but with lots of mentions of BDSM and kink and stuff. It looks pretty professional, very much like the dating website I had used to find the vanilla date last night. So clicking the ‘Create Profile’ button in the top corner, I took a deep breath, feeling like I was making a mistake. “‘Baby bloodsucker’… no, it’s the human one, so… ‘Totally human baby Lucy’!” Nia called out, trying to suggest some usernames for me. “I… no. Pulling my veto card.” “You’re no fun…” Nia giggled, nuzzling against my neck, making me squirm a bit. “What about GothBaby?” I asked her, as whilst she jokes about and is a massive brat, I still value her opinion. “Pretty generic. Plus you’re not really gothy…” “I am!” I whined. “You have black hair, sure, which by the way… we’re going to discuss…” “What? Is something wrong with my hair?” “No… just… let’s just finish the rest of the profile, then I have a suggestion.” She grinned. “Fine. ScarletBaby90?” I suggested. “Ha… I guess it works. You look like you’re old enough to be born in 1990… no one will realise you mean 1890…” “Exactly.” “Go on then.” “Age… yeah, let’s use 1990. Location… I’ll make it vague and just use the city instead of the exact borough. Roles… umm… baby?” “Baby, submissive, little… Anything close to that really.” Nia suggested. “Kay… now… what am I looking for? A Mummy really…” “Then say that!” “I can’t believe there are actually options for this. This kink is a lot more widely known and accepted than it used to be…” “Okay, Grandma…” Nia smirked. “Oi! You’re like a bajillion years older than me!” “Yes but I’m timeless. And cool. You’re talking like an old woman. Which is surprising for a baby…” I blushed and turned back to the screen. “Fine… looking for a Mummy… and a long-term relationship. I can’t handle flings. I get too attached.” “That’s entirely okay. You can be picky.” She replied. “Now… bio?” “Do you need a change already?” Nia asked. “You know I didn’t mean… ugh, you’re such a little demon…” Nia just grinned at me, not saying a word, clearly proud of her bad joke. So I ignored her and got started, writing my bio, trying to sound interesting but also trying not to give away that I’m a member of the vampiric community. If I was to meet a human… and connect with them how I’m hoping anyway… then I’ll introduce them slowly to the monstrum community. It’s not something you can just outright tell humans, especially not online. “That sound good?” I asked my friend, as she sat playing her handheld console, looking up now that I was finally done. “Blah blah blah, long walks, romantic nonsense… likes being babied and made blushy… Yeah, it’s pretty generic, but it’ll do, I guess.” “You guess? Fine, what would you do differently?” “Let me have the keyboard…” “Rockin bod… good at filling nappies… makes a very good little dolly… NIA! I can’t post that!” I whined at my friend. “Why not?” She smiled, trying to look innocent. “Because! No, let’s go with my first draft. I know it’s boring, but it’s safer to post. I mean come on, ‘loves to nibble’...” “You’re a vampire!” “...” I just stared at her, with the most deadpan expression on my face as I quickly edited everything Nia had typed. “There… posted.” “You’re boring! I make you sound way cooler.” “You said that I’m a secret agent who can only do night dates because of my spy jobs…” “And that’s cool!” “Nia…” I sighed. “Right, I’ll make a small post in an ABDL group…” “You need a profile pic first. Speaking of that… Come with me first!” She quickly grabbed my hand, pulled me up onto my feet, and dragged me into the bathroom… ------------------------------------------------------ “Baby bloodsucker!” Nia yelled out as I sat there, still feeling unsure about my choice. “No! Nia! Just because this is the monstrum site now, I’m not going to use that, plus…” I typed it in the username field and it came up as being taken. “Yeah… see… of course that was going to be taken!” “Bleh. Why not use the same username?” She suggested. “Why not? Because it’s not…” “Don’t dare finish that sentence with ‘not going to work anyway’.” She stared daggers at me. “I… fine. Let’s get this over and done with. You’ve already changed my hair, I want to get this over with so I can get used to… this.” I said, pointing at my head in frustration. “It looks good! You suit being blonde! So much better than your moody goth baby look!” “But I look so…” “Innocent? Adorable? Yeah, Mummies will eat that up! Whilst black hair doesn’t scare people off… a general repellant demeanour will. I knew blonde would suit you more than the other colours I brought, and this way it will mask the general repellant demeanour you give off!” “Where did you even get those dyes? They didn’t look like normal human dyes…” “Beatrice suggested a Witchy friend of hers for hair care, and that woman suggested using those potions of hers to change your hair without damaging it. Hence how you went from jet black hair to bimbo blonde in seconds!” I blushed at how she had described the new colour of my hair. I had always dyed it black, with human dyes, trying not to stand out, but she had a point… I repelled people with my general demeanour, often looking very antisocial. Which, I was, but now that I’m trying to put myself out there… Plus I hate to admit it, but she was right… blonde really suited me. I looked even younger… hell, I’ll even admit I look… adorable. So after we took some flattering pictures of my new look, using it as my profile picture on the human kink website and posting an ad in the group, we moved over to do the same on the other website Nia suggested. I finished filling in my registration details on the kinky monstrum social site, adding a little more information now that I could be a bit more open about my undead state and unique diet. I also got to put in my real age… which was weird. I’m used to lying about my age on forms. Problem of being over 130 years old and an immortal being, I guess. Once that was done, I found the biggest ABDL group on it and posted something in the ‘Looking for Mummy’ section. “Happy?” I asked, rolling my eyes at my bratty friend. “Very.” She grinned back at me. “It won’t…” “Don’t. It will work.” “So what now?” “We wait! I doubt you’ll get a reply straight away…” A notification message appeared in the corner of the screen. “I… got a message? That… was quick! Maybe it’s just welcoming me to the group or something? Maybe it’s an automated thing…” I suggested. “Okay… or maybe it’s ‘Make Nia look like an idiot’ day… well… open it up then!” Nia said, pushing me gently to spur me to action. I went to the inbox to find I had a message from someone already, titled ‘you look good enough to eat’. “In this community, that could mean a lot more than implied…” I commented. “But I’m a vampire. There aren’t any monstrum that eat vamps.” “Open it up then! Her profile pic looks hot!” I opened her message to see a bigger picture of the woman appear on screen, next to the message she had sent. Long black hair, very stern appearance… She didn’t look very maternal. “She’s not even a Mummy… look!” I said, pointing to the roles she had. “She’s a domme. Go for it! She looks hot!” Nia said, excitedly. “I want a Mummy though…” “And a domme can be a Mummy, and vice versa. Trust me, don’t write her off just because she looks scary and dominant. You want at least some of that in a Mummy.” “True… but I mean… she’s not usually my type…” “Trust me!” Nia insisted, egging me on more. “Fine. I’ll read her message at the very least.” I sighed. Taking one look at the message, and her bio, it was clear she wasn’t really my normal cup of tea. For one, she seemed to only have ABDL experience with ‘clients’. And I’ve no issue dating a sex worker, that’s not my problem with her, it’s that it appears she’s only interested in the ABDL side as a way to make money. She seems to genuinely enjoy being a domme, you can see the passion in her words, but when it comes to being a Mummy… she sorely lacked the passion I had hoped to see. Maybe that was my problem, I was hoping to see the world’s best Mummy, like Beth and Victoria… when really they both found their places and discovered their kink much earlier. Sure, they were very maternal before they found this kink, but maybe this domme has a maternal side not shown in her profile? Mistress Serpens: Hi there, little baby. I saw you post on the group and upon seeing that adorable little face of yours, I felt like I just had to message you. I’m looking for a sub to serve me and worship me. If you’re interested, just shoot me a message back. Hope to hear from you ❤️ “Oh that explains it. Look, she’s a Lamia. Hence the joke.” Nia said, laughing awkwardly. “I don’t get it.” “Lamia are half human, half snake. Known to eat children…” “Oh… eww.” “Yeah, old practice that is rare these days apparently.” “Still… eww!” “So… are you going to send her a message?” “Maybe. She said she wants a submissive though. I’m not…” “You are, but no, I understand, you’re not a typical submissive. Still… I think you should at least message her back.” She suggested. “Like I should ‘message that human’...? That idea of yours ended up making me into…” “An adorable dolly?” Nia cut me off, sounding proud of the fact that her actions had caused all that, even if she hadn’t intended for it originally. “You should have seen… wait…” “I did! It was adorable!” Nia laughed. “How? I never said anything about a dolly…” “Beth said don’t share it outside our circle. I’m part of the circle. Sorry ‘Widdle Wucy’.” I wanted to pounce on my demonic baby friend, but I was still blushing too much to be scary. “Fine. I’ll send her a message. But if this blows up in my face…” I wanted to change the subject very quickly at this point, so I was even willing to message this ‘domme’ to get out of this conversation. “I know, I know…” I began crafting a message to this lamia domme, trying to make it clear that I was after a Mummy and not really a domme, hoping that either she gets the idea and turns me down, or she realises what kind of submissive I am and actually wants a little like me rather than a normal submissive. ScarletBaby90: Hi! Sorry, I’m shy and new to this online thing, but thank you for your message! I’m looking for a Mummy, someone who is loving and kind and caring, who will love me and care for me and… But as I got about half way through… I got a notification on another tab… the human one. “Holy crap, she’s gorgeous!” “Yes, Nia, but she’s human.” I said to my close friend, who looked just like one of those old cartoons with her jaw hanging down in shock at how beautiful this woman was that had messaged me. “So?” “And so I’m going to favour monstrum over humans, obviously.” “So message both! Message all three!” Nia said, excitedly. “Three? Who’s the third?” “You got a notification on the monstrum one again.” She said, pointing at the screen. “I did? When?” “Just now! I told you they’d be desperate to snatch you up!” I stared at the monitor, in shock, feeling overwhelmed by the attention I was garnering on these social kink sites… which was both a good and a bad thing. 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LittleFallenPrincess Posted May 1, 2024 Author Posted May 1, 2024 Chapter 4: Flirting Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “She’s in her mid thirties… works in admin… but looks like she should be advertising perfume in adverts or some shit!” Nia said, in her usual, vulgar way. “I will admit, she is beautiful… and she’s a proper Mummy, not like that domme.” I replied, shuffling about on my desk chair as Nia continued to use my shoulder as a leaning post so she could get a better view of the screen.. “Still, don’t pass on the domme just yet. Snake ladies are hot!” She growled. “Fine… but the human seems a lot nicer.” And she really did. She had this adorable face with freckles all over it, thick, straight brown hair that flowed down her shoulders… beautiful blue eyes, she had the cutest lil nose and… ugh, I could feel it, I was already falling for her. At least in appearance. She had this appearance of a slightly-stern-but-very-loving Mummy, looking professional in each picture she had uploaded to her profile. Let’s see what she says in her… …Ugh, even her bio is perfect! Mid 30s, works in admin just like Nia said, she’s been a Mummy for a while now but is looking for a serious relationship with a little of her own… she loves romantic things, going to the theatre, fancy restaurants… I mean sure, I wasn’t really into theatre and I don’t care for fancy restaurants, but still… She sounded pretty much perfect. “Message her too!” Nia suggested. “She’s clearly out of my league…” I grumbled. “Shut it, vampling. You’re a catch. She’d be lucky to have you! If you don’t message her, I will snatch that keyboard off you and message for you!” “Fine!” I snapped back at my devilish friend, choosing to craft my own message rather than let this horny she-devil at it in my DMs. I mean… it’s gonna be obvious it wasn’t me writing the message if we ever do go out on a date, I’d be way too shy to speak like that in person! I had one last quick re-read of her message, just to make sure I knew what to reply with. MummyDearest: Hello there, little one. Sorry to bother you, but I saw that you were looking for a Mummy, and I just happen to be looking for a baby. And can I just say, you make the cutest little baby I’ve ever seen! I’d love to talk to you and get to know you more, see if we connect on a personal level, then maybe see where it goes from there? Looking forward to a reply from you. Xx “She sounds perfect…” I said, my mouth nearly matching Nia’s as it dropped as low as it could. “See! I told you. I’m always right.” My friend grinned down at me. “No you’re not. What about that time that Susie…?” “AH AH AH! I CAN’T HEAR YOU! YOU SHOULD REPLY TO THIS HOTTIE!” Nia said, covering her ears so she could avoid hearing the truth. “Fine…” ScarletBaby90: Hi! Thank you for your lovely message. I’d love to talk too, get to know you. “Is that it?” Nia asked. “Is that your confession of love?” “I… am not jumping the gun. I…” But she did have a point. I was terrible at messaging back. Unless I’ve known you for a while, I don’t message first and my replies are rubbish. What I want to say in my head is “I think you are more beautiful than every rose garden I have ever witness in my long, long life, more gorgeous than Aphrodite herself, and I want nothing more to spend the rest of my life with you, sharing my heart with you and devoting my entire being to you.” But all that comes out is “Hi. How are you? I like your pictures.” …I’m hopeless. “You’re just keeping your distance, in case she ends up bad…” Nia sighed, admitting the obvious. “...Maybe. Just… shush.” “Fine. I guess if you acted otherwise, you’d be pretending to be someone you’re not. If she doesn’t love your insecure, sheltered arse… then yeah…” “Oi! I thought you were my friend?” “And sometimes my friend needs to hear the painful truth. Anyway, send it so we can get back to the other tab, see who this mystery third Mummy is! And fourth. And fifth.” “Wait… what? When…?” “You took your eyes off the screen for a second and you got two more notifications. Maybe one of them is from the snake Mommy, but I think you’ve probably got at least a fourth suitor…” I nervously hit send and quickly tabbed over to the monstrum site, seeing that I had three new messages, all from different people, none of whom were the lamia from before. “Wow… how is everyone all on at this time? I posted my ad barely… well… barely any time ago!” I asked, taken by surprise at the influx of messages that I really wasn’t expecting. “They probably have notifications on the groups enabled. So when you posted, a bunch of them all looked. Though I will say I’m surprised at how many caregivers are all looking for littles, it’s usually the other way around on these websites. Must be because you’re a lil cutie!” Nia teased. I blushed and opened the first message. “Oh… eww!” It was a dick pic. Of course it was. Even though I had specified that I wanted a Mummy, some random older guy had sent me a message, asking to be my Daddy, with a dick pic as his profile pic. “Oh that would definitely be a point of focus in his torture in hell… the amount of small dick torture methods there are… Not that there is anything wrong with small dicks… just that usually men with them tend to be very self conscious about them and see them as bad. Always guys too, never the girls with small dicks.” “Yeah… I never cared for mine when I had it.” I replied… without thinking. “When…? Wait, Lucy… are you…?” Nia asked, trailing off. “Umm… Trans? Yeah. Oh shit… did I not tell you?” “Wait, does everyone else know?” “I… umm… yeah. Sorry.” “Oh damn. Well cool! Proud of you hun. Did you have… no, wait, that’s rude of me to ask, sorry!” “No, it’s okay, I transitioned magically, I didn’t have surgery.” “Oh fuck… that’s possible? That’s so cool!” “Nia… you seem really cool about this.” “You think you’re my first trans friend? It’s been a while, but thanks to my memories returning, I now know that I used to be friends with a trans guy in the 1700s. And a trans girl in the 1800s. And then there’s Death… But yeah, it doesn't make a difference to me. Just makes me admire you more. But anyway, back to the messages… Not that guy though, he’s a creep.” She recoiled back and pointed at the guy with the small penis’s profile. It was nice that Nia was respectful and understanding, but also didn’t make a huge fuss out of me being trans. All my friends were cool about it, and I had completely forgotten to come out to Nia, as my trans-ness had just kinda… been pushed to the back of my mind, I guess. “Plus I’m not interested in dudes…” I replied. “Oh I know, just saying… eww.” “Yeah… eww.” The next message was from a fake Mummy. I had heard from other littles about these, they’re just in it to scam you. So that message was quickly deleted and the user blocked. The last one though… Lupa: Hi. “Is that it? ‘Hi’? Not exactly the friendliest way to start a conversation or show you’re interested…” Nia commented, mirroring my own thoughts as I looked over the rest of this woman’s profile. “Yeah, it’s a bit… short…” “Well, give her a chance. Her profile sounds cool. She’s clearly butch, and by the looks of it, a werewolf. She looks messy… in a hot, but also kinda cute, way.” Again, Nia was perfectly mirroring my own thoughts. This ‘Lupa’ woman was clearly the opposite of the other two women that had messaged me. Those two were very high-femme, very… proper. Very feminine, and in the case of the human, very maternal… whilst this werewolf woman was very… scraggy. As Nia said, she looked messy. Maybe it’s a thing for werewolves, as Grim is very much the same. And do all werewolves have such stupid names? Grimfang… Lupa… very… on the nose kinda names. At least we vampires don’t go around calling ourselves Countess Sanguine de Neckbiter or whatever… at least not anymore we don’t. She had long, scruffy ginger hair, and a very cute face with warm green eyes. It was still gorgeous like the human’s and the lamia’s, but it was more cute than beautiful. She was a lot more well-built too, with clear muscle definition on the parts of her arms that were visible, which was a stark difference to the other two, who were very slender and elegant. I think that was the best word to describe them both, elegant. Whereas Lupa was… cute… cute and cosy. Like… she looked like she’d give the BEST hugs. I figured why the hell not give her a chance, as I had already put myself out there with two gorgeous women, and at least this one I don’t have to appear so formal. So I quickly sent her a message back, this time not feeling the same anxiety I did after I hand-crafted the perfect responses to the other two. ScarletBaby90: Hi there! “Wow… you two are made for each other…” Nia joked, nudging me playfully. Suddenly, another message appeared on screen. Lupa: Sorry, not great at all this awkward pre-dating stuff. Promise I’m much better when we get to know each other. My heart jumped as I realised she was active… right now… right this very moment. So not wanting to scare her off or appear like I didn’t care… I quickly typed up another message without thinking. ScarletBaby90: That’s cool, I’m very much the same. Why don’t you tell me about yourself? Lupa: Oh good! Was worried I’d scare you off. Which would be a shame, as you’re hella cute. I blushed as my fingers nervously danced over the keyboard, too scared to actually type a reply. Lupa: I’m in my 50s now, bit of an older werewolf (But I’m not old old! Just… not a young’un like a lot of them these days. Hope that’s not too old for you! Into girls (clearly). Not particularly femme, but can dress up on occasion. I’m a Mummy… umm… ScarletBaby90: Too old for me? It’s me who should be worried I’m too old! Lupa: How old are you then? 2? 3? ScarletBaby90: Ha. Ha. No, try like… 130… ish. Lupa: D’awww, lil grandma baby! Sorry, just thought by the cute pic that you were a lot younger than that! Still not exactly used to vampire ages and all that stuff, recently broke free from my pack, kinda a lone wolf now. Hence why I’m looking for a baby girl. ScarletBaby90: I have a housemate who is also not in a pack! So I understand how hard it must be for you. Lupa: You do? That’s cool! I was worried the werewolf-vampire thing would be too weird for you. I’ve never dated monstrum outside my species before. ScarletBaby90: Not weird at all! I’m friends with all kinds. We have loads of different species going to Sanctuary. Lupa: Oh, you go there? Cool! I’ve never been before. Bit… awkward… for me, as a caregiver. Felt like it would be a bit too… stalkery. Always wanted to go though. ScarletBaby90: It’s so much fun! You should go, even if you don’t have a little yet! It’d be lovely to meet you! Lupa: Maybe we could meet in a more… vanilla setting first? ScarletBaby90: That would be nice! I noticed then that I had gotten a reply from the lamia AND the human in the other windows I kept open on my PC, so I switched focus over to the human first. MummyDearest: I’m so glad you decided to reply! I must admit, I was a bit nervous. ScarletBaby90: Nervous? It’s me who should be nervous! MummyDearest: And why is that, little one? Something about the way she talked to me, even if it was just over text… unf… I could feel my little side resonating well with her already. ScarletBaby90: Because… well… you seem really lovely. MummyDearest: Why thank you! Well aren’t you the sweetest little cupcake? Why don’t you tell me about yourself, then I’ll tell you about myself? I didn’t know what to reply with at this point. I couldn’t truly be myself… well… because… she’s human, and doesn’t know I’m a vampire. So whilst I thought about what I was going to say to her, I switched over to the Lamia’s message, and replied to her. Mistress Serpens: Why don’t we meet for drinks and see how things go? “I… I’m not sure about that…” I said out loud, my fingers retracting away from the keyboard. “Do it!” Nia egged me on, nudging me gently from behind. “It’s only drinks. If she doesn’t vibe with you well, just leave and block her. Simple.” “What if…” “No, no getting in your own head this time. Take my advice. I promise you it’ll go well!” “I…” “Here… give it to me!” Nia said, wrestling the keyboard from my hands and quickly typing a reply for me. ScarletBaby90: I’d love to! When do you want to meet up? Mistress Serpens: How about tomorrow night? Dress up slutty for me. ScarletBaby90: Can do. Where? Sanctuary? Mistress Serpens: Sanctuary? That shithole? No thanks. Too… nice… for me. There’s a high-end bar in the city centre. Ronnie’s. ScarletBaby90: Ronnie’s? Never heard of it. But sure! What time? I tried to wrestle back my keyboard, trying to stop Nia from making this decision for me… but it was too late. Mistress Serpens: 11pm. Just before it starts to get a bit more lively. Less humans about too. See you there, cutie. “Nia… what did you just do?” “I just got you a date!” She grinned at me, handing me back my keyboard. After a lot of pouting from me, Nia got a message from Victoria and she had to quickly dash home, leaving me in my room alone once again. That’s when I remembered… I hadn’t replied to the other two yet! ScarletBaby90: Hi, sorry, something came up. Talk about myself? I… well I’m a bit reserved, I like snuggles, forehead kisses, praise, video games. I prefer to stay home rather than go out, but can if pushed. I… sorry, I’m not very good at talking about myself. MummyDearest: Don’t worry about it, sweetie! You’re doing a super duper good job! I also love snuggles too! And giving forehead kisses and praise! Video games… well I know my cousin plays them, but I haven’t really dabbled outside of the odd mobile phone game. What games are your favourite? ScarletBaby90: I love RPGs. MummyDearest: What are they? ScarletBaby90: Role-playing games. Like Dungeons and Dragons. MummyDearest: Oh, so you like fantasy? ScarletBaby90: Yeah! And so we talked for a while, getting to know each other. She clearly didn’t share my passion for video games, movies, or the fantasy genre (yes, I know, I’m a vampire, I’m part of that genre myself, why would I want to play games about my community? I know how silly it sounds), but she sounded genuinely interested in my passion for them. She just seemed so sweet and caring and understanding, often calling me cute little pet names that weren’t too possessive. Like the kind of thing you’d use for a child that wasn’t yours. Like kiddo, or cutie or sweetie. I love that kind of stuff. I found out that she’s in her mid-thirties, which is pretty perfect for human years for me. She works in admin, loves a lot of fancy things that I may not really care for, but again, I loved that she was so passionate about her things, things I didn’t really share an interest for. She talked loads about a show she saw at the theatre, and normally I wouldn’t care, but she made it sound so interesting! She was probably going to be the best at telling bedtime stories! It felt like I couldn’t stop talking to her, but then I also felt guilty for ignoring the werewolf woman from the other website, so I quickly opened up those messages to reply to her. Lupa: So, tell me about yourself, little vamp. ScarletBaby90: I like games, movies, that kind of thing. Again, it was actually kinda nice not having to put on this fancy persona around ‘Lupa’, instead just getting to the crux of the matter. Lupa: Oh snap! Me too! What games? Have you played the latest Dragon’s Hoard? ScarletBaby90: Omg, I have! Have you? Did you complete it? Lupa: Yeah, the ending made me tear up, I won’t lie. Got to max level and everything. ScarletBaby90: Me too! What other games do you like? Lupa was perfect. Sure, I was usually more into femme-leaning people, not butches, but holy crap, this woman had nearly as big a game catalogue as I do! She had very similar taste in game genres as I do, though there were a few notable differences. She loves fighting games, typical werewolf… but she couldn’t stand the dating sims that I sometimes enjoy. It led to a few jokes and a bit of teasing, and she just… ahhh! She was so much fun to talk to! She even told me that she owns a little flower shop in the city centre, which sounded adorable. I did ask about her pack, but she seemed a bit hesitant about talking about them, so I backed off, respecting her privacy and her past. It’s not like I wanted to share my own biggest secrets and regrets with her straight away. Problem was… she didn’t feel like a Mummy to me, more like a… big sister? Maybe it would be different in person, but right now she wasn’t making me melt like the human Mummy did. I spent the rest of the night, and most of the next day, not sleeping, instead just talking to both these amazing, interesting women. Which meant I was shattered by the time it came to my ‘date’ with the lamia domme… ======================================================= So.... like I asked my subscribers... Team Lamia, Team Pupper, or Team Humie so far? :3 -------------------------------------------- Thinking of finally opening up short story commissions now too finally, now that my writers block seems to have subsided. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! 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Moon3ye Posted May 1, 2024 Posted May 1, 2024 Lamina has insulted the sanctuary and is not a mommy but a bitch. Lupa as Lucy herself says more big sister I am currently team Human
T the Switch Posted May 1, 2024 Posted May 1, 2024 I see potential poly with team human and team wolf. Though the lamia might make for a couple spicy chapters and um.. imaginings 😵💫😍 indont predict the snake to stick around
Guilend Posted May 2, 2024 Posted May 2, 2024 I'm definitely team pupper. Humans can be boring. The snake, well, sounds like a snake. The werewolf in my opinion is the only option. She probably has the speed and strength to at least match the baby vamp. Now if she does have big sis vibes id love to see her and Bae in the same room and see which one wins an argument that will most likely happen 😂
Little Lamb Posted May 2, 2024 Posted May 2, 2024 Im surely biased, but tem human+wolf in a lovely triangular película would be damn awesome and so so cute by the feels till now. Lamia Lady seems hot but dangerous, predatory even... maybe even in a more literal sense
LittleFallenPrincess Posted May 5, 2024 Author Posted May 5, 2024 Chapter 5: Date Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess ScarletBaby90: I can’t believe we’ve been talking this whole time. And I hate to stop, as I’d love to keep talking to you, but I have to go, otherwise I’ll be late for something. That message was copied and pasted, over from the chat with Lupa, to the other chat I was having with the human Mummy, as it was getting late and I had to shower and get ready for my ‘date’ with the lamia domme in the city centre. MummyDearest: I know, I feel the same! Don’t worry, I won’t keep you any longer. Can I ask though… What is your name? We’ve been talking for most of the past twenty four hours, and I only know you as ScarletBaby90. Even if you give me a fake name, that’s okay, as long as I’ve got something else to call you. ScarletBaby90: …Lucy. And no, that’s not a fake name. MummyDearest: Then it’s lovely to talk to you, Lucy. And such a pretty name too! Pretty name for a pretty baby! Well you can call me Avery. I blushed as I turned on the shower, very nearly getting my phone wet as I just couldn’t seem to put down the phone right now; I was too enamoured with both these women that had messaged me. I was like a giddy schoolgirl who had been messaged by a crush, and the world around me disappeared, the only world that interested me right now were these two open chats. MummyDearest: So where’s Little Lucy off to tonight? I wasn’t sure if I should lie or not. Surely it’s awkward to tell a potential partner that you’re going out for a few drinks with another potential partner? ScarletBaby90: Going for a few drinks with a friend. I lied. Of course I’m going to lie! MummyDearest: Is this friend a potential date? ScarletBaby90: What? No! Just a friend, that’s all! Maybe I sounded a little too defensive… MummyDearest: Don’t worry, sweetie. I figured I wasn’t the only one to message you once you posted that message, as you got a number of likes on there. Some from other dommes. And I’m sure you’re on other websites too, trying to find a Mummy. I’m not stupid, you’re an absolutely adorable baby girl and I bet you’ve got dozens of caregivers wanting to snatch you up. Just have fun, okay? And be careful. There are a lot of people who may take advantage of you. ScarletBaby90: You’re not… upset? MummyDearest: Why would I be upset? Just means I need to up my game, now that I know I have competition. I giggled and clutched my phone against my chest, ecstatic that I hadn’t scared her off by being too obvious. MummyDearest: So let me think about the perfect date, and then I’ll get back to you and ask you out on it. That okay? ScarletBaby90: Okay? I… umm… sduioganlal;sdngfg… sure! I… gotta go now… MummyDearest: Go have fun, I’ll be here to message if you need me. I’ll give you my Chatter info so you can message me there, if you’re comfortable with that? ScarletBaby90: I’d love that. I’ll message you there later. Seeya! I quickly opened up my messages to ‘Lupa’, to see if she had replied whilst I was occupied with the other potential Mummy, and my heart felt happy as soon as I saw that she had. Lupa: Okay, lil vamp, you get going. Be good, stay safe and all that. I’ll be working all night, got a bit of stock-taking to do and some ordering, so I’ll be working a late one tonight. So if you find some time on your hands, send me a message. Would appreciate the distraction! After what MummyDearest, who I now knew as Avery, suggested… I quickly sent a message back. ScarletBaby90: Will do! Oh btw, would you want to maybe add me on Chatter? That human messaging service thing? Lupa: Sure! It’s easier than dealing with this awkward site. My details are… And so I quickly opened up Chatter, added Avery as a contact, sending a simple message that just said ‘Hi! It’s Lucy!’, before adding Lupa and doing the same. Then I realised that I hadn’t shared my name with Lupa… Fiona: Lucy, eh? Cute name, kiddo. Well as you can see, I’m Fiona. Lucy: Oops. I’m such an idiot sometimes. Fiona: It’s cute. Now, don’t you have somewhere to be? You should go! And don’t forget, message me anytime. Especially later tonight, if you’re free. I need a cute baby to distract me from all the boring work I’ve got to do at my shop. Lucy: Will do! Talk to you later, Fiona! Fiona. It really was a cute name. Kinda fit her too. Once I was out of the shower, I stood in front of my wardrobe, completely naked, as I started to quietly panic over what I was going to wear for the date tonight. Part of me didn’t care, as this lamia domme clearly wasn’t into littles, she just wanted a sub, and I doubt this will go anywhere. It’ll most likely just be a boring night where she flirts with me but I feel nothing. But then I felt like it had been a while since I last went out on a proper date, so I needed to not only make an occasion out of it, but to get some practice. Not that I see this one going anywhere, but potentially others… Especially if Avery wants to ask me out on a date soon. I’d definitely want to look good for her… ‘Stupid Nia, pushing me to go out with this domme… wait! Nia!’ Lucy: OI! YOU! Nia, Queen of the Playpen: What? Lucy: Seriously? ‘Queen of the playpen’? Who gave you that title? Nia, Queen of the Babies: Don’t know what you’re talking about. Lucy: Hey! You’re not the queen of me! Nia, Queen of little vampling brats: D’awww… poor baby! Lucy: I swear… I’m going to bite you next time I see you. Now, I need your help, stat! Nia, Helper of little babies: Cool, maybe I’d become some cool demon-angel-vampire hybrid? But anyway, sure, what do you need, lil stinkypants? Lucy: STOP CHANGING YOUR USERNAME! Also, what the hell do I wear for this date with the domme you forced me to go out with? Nia, stylist extraordinaire: Something sexy. Black. Gothy. Bra and panties. Lucy: What else? Nia, teaser of babies: That’s it. Just bra and panties. Lucy: Nia: Fine… what about that purple dress? Lucy: I was saving that for my birthday… Nia: That’s ages away. But fine, what about the poofy black one? Lucy: Isn’t that a bit too much? I guess the top half is kinda sexy, but the bottom kinda bellows out. Nia: Do you think she cares what you’re wearing? Lucy: I don’t think she cares about anything regarding me. She just wants a sub. Nia: Then there you go then. Lucy: But I want more. Nia: Look, I’m just trying to get you laid. We can work on finding you a relationship another time. You just need a confidence boost, and this will give it to you! Lucy: nevermind. Forget I said anything. Nia: Luce… Nia, concerned friend: Hey Luce… what’s up? I left her on read as I threw my phone onto the bed and looked into my wardrobe for the black dress she had suggested. It wasn’t my favourite thing I owned, but I guess it was fancy enough for a date night, but wasn’t too over the top. And it wasn’t really that poofy, it just… it wasn’t like my usual clothes, which are either form-fitting, or insanely baggy, and this was neither. It was sort of in the middle. Grabbing the dress, as well as my strappy black heels, I walked over to the full-length mirror in the corner of my room and held them up in front of me. “Yeah… I guess these will do.” I sighed. I got ready as quickly as possible, nearly ripping my dress trying to zip it up, slapping what little makeup I owned on, and stuffing my most date-appropriate bag with my phone, my keys, purse, all the usual stuff. And on impulse… a nappy. I wasn’t sure I’d end up getting to wear it, but if she surprised me by secretly being the best Mummy in the world ever… then maybe… just maybe… she’d need it for me. Doubt it though. “Maybe I should put one on too…” I don’t know why, maybe it was Nia getting in my head, corrupting me… but I actually thought that was a good idea. Maybe it would make the inevitable disaster of a date somewhat bearable? So, giving into the little voice in my head, I quickly reached under my dress, dropped my panties so that they lay around my ankles, and grabbed one of my nappies. Awkwardly positioning myself against the wall so I didn’t have to lay down and potentially ruin my dress, I awkwardly taped it up, using the wall to pin it against my bum. One tape first, which was slightly wonky, then the other side, which wasn’t much better, then I sealed the top two much more neatly. And… voilà! One thickly padded vampire. Admiring myself in the mirror once again, I made sure to straighten my dress so that the nappy wasn’t visible. Thankfully, the weather wasn’t set to be windy today, because if it was, there was no way I was risking going out in this nappy underneath my dress. Too many past experiences of my dress blowing up and nearly exposing my secret underwear… It's why I usually stick to pants. The way the nappy hugged my hips, even if it wasn’t put on brilliantly, made me instantly feel a little safer and less nervous about tonight. Like sure, I was still expecting tonight to be a failure, but at least I’d get to enjoy wearing, and wetting, this nappy. And hey, I’ve got a change if I need one! ------------------------------------------------ Walking through the quiet city centre, I noticed that the only people walking down this pedestrianised area I was in were couples going on dates. Most of the shops had shut, and the only places open were bars and restaurants. The human bars were full and very lively, but that wasn’t where I was going. I was going to the one monstrum bar that I knew around here, Ronnie’s, and I had not heard good things about them. They’ve had beef with the Sanctuary ever since it opened, as they used to be the only place for miles until Beth and Susie opened their doors, providing a much more friendly, less seedy, place to drink and have fun. I lied to the lamia because I didn’t want to start things off with hostility, so I played innocent and pretended to not know of its existence. And as I looked in the window (something only us monstrum can do due to a spell hiding it from human eyes, kinda like the Sanctuary and a few monstrum only areas of the city), I saw why people preferred the Sanctuary over Ronnie’s. Ronnie’s really was the seediest looking place ever. And I instantly regretted agreeing to this. I walked into the bar with a few minutes to spare, and just in time… as the heavens had just opened up and it began to pour down with rain, narrowly missing me as I ducked inside. Noticing the lamia from her profile picture sitting at a table, I saw that she was looking… human. Like… she didn’t look half snake at all. She must have similar magic to that of mermaids when they’re on dry land, as she had the most slender legs I had ever seen… “Come, sit.” She called over, attracting the attention from all the other patrons. Sitting down across from her, she eyed me up and down… like I was prey. Which just felt weird, as vampires are always at the top of the food chain, and I wasn’t used to having anyone above me. I know I’m not the toughest of vampires, but I had never had anyone desire to eat me before. Not until now, at least. She smiled at me, before raising her glass of red wine to her lips, taking a sip before settling it back down on the table again. She had clearly dressed up for this date, wearing a sequin dress with a short cardigan. Which made me feel like we had both overdressed for this shithole of a bar. “It’s… not very busy…” I commented, looking around at the three people at the bar and one creep in the corner, hugging a pint of beer. Even the bartender looked dead. Or maybe that was because he was a ghoul. Hard to tell with them. “You’ll do nicely…” She growled, raising her eyebrow whilst continuing to look me up and down. “I will? For what?” I asked, nervously. “To worship me, silly.” “I… think you have me mistaken.” “No, I think I’m right. You’re just a silly little girl who thinks too much for herself. When really you should be on your hands and knees, begging to worship my feet.” “I…” I didn’t know what to say, I wasn’t very good at standing up for myself, and she just… I didn’t know how to react to her. “See, there we go. As if you needed that stupid little brain of yours. You should join my harem, you’d make a good little pet for me…” She grinned. “I’m not really into pet…” “You’ll be into whatever I tell you, slut. Maybe I’ll let you wear those ridiculous nappies, but I’ll probably make one of the others change you.” Now normally… I won’t lie… this kind of talk would turn me into a drooly, blushy mess. But not with this woman. This woman just… ruined it. I actually felt repulsed by her words, which just upset me more, as yes, I am a very submissive person normally, and for the right person, I would happily let them talk to me like this. But not her. “I… no… no thank you…” I replied, quietly. “No? You think you can turn me down? Ha! You have a bratty side, it seems…” She clearly doesn’t know me in the slightest. Didn’t even bother to read my bio or anything. I’m not a brat, if anything, I’m the complete opposite. I want to please people a little too much sometimes, usually at my own expense. But again, not her. “I’m not a brat…” I mumbled. “What’s that? Speak up.” She snapped at me. “I… nevermind.” “That’s right. Now, I’ll get you a drink, you’ll rub my feet for a bit, then I’ll take you home to my harem. That sound good?” “I…” All I could do was sit there, quietly soaking my nappy in disbelief. ======================================================= It's going to be interesting watching people's teams change over the course of the story... Clearly Team snek is not going to have any fans... 😛 Also... still v proud of the texting part of this chapter. You can really see how much of myself I put into Nia... -------------------------------------------- Thinking of finally opening up short story commissions now too finally, now that my writers block seems to have subsided. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! 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Moon3ye Posted May 5, 2024 Posted May 5, 2024 Lucy use your little brain and your vampire speed and get out. This person is not a nice person she is a very bad person a running and walking Red Flag. I think Lucy needs to talk to Victoria later about Nia's behavior if she thinks this is a good person for Lucy to date. Stay tuned: Team human = Mommy Team Wolf = Big Sister 1
TerranV Posted May 5, 2024 Posted May 5, 2024 Yeah not too fond of the Lamia. Not surprised she's the least popular. Hopefully someone saves her. Or she uses vampire powers to get out of there. Maybe Avery or Fiona will just happen to arrive.
LittleFallenPrincess Posted May 8, 2024 Author Posted May 8, 2024 Chapter 6: Rescue Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess I didn’t feel like I was actually in any danger, as no doubt all I’d need to do is text Nia or Beth… or Beatrice, and they’d prevent anything from happening to me. This woman wasn’t really a threat to me, especially given my species. I didn’t even need my friends, there’s no way this woman could forcibly make me do anything. I’m not much of a fighter, but I am damn good at running. Even in this thick nappy. But it still felt… disgusting, hearing this from her. She grabbed her purse, stood up and turned around quickly, which caused the hem of her dress to spin in my direction, hitting me in the eye. At least I was quick enough to close them before it hit me… so it didn’t hurt much. The woman didn’t care, or even realise, that she had hit me with her dress, she just waltzed over to the bar and started chatting to the rough-looking bartender. So I used this opportunity to grab my phone and quickly open my messages, finding the one person I knew who wasn’t busy tonight. Lucy: Hey, could… Could you come and get me? Beatrice: Why? What’s up, kiddo? Lucy: I… I’m on a date, and she’s… I think she’s… abusive. Beatrice: Are you sure? Lucy: She’s talking to me about adding me to her harem, so yeah… pretty sure. Beatrice: Ughhh… Did she specifically use the word harem? Lemme guess… is she a Lamia? Black hair? Complete bitch? Lucy: That’s her. How… Do you know her? Beatrice: Figured. Ignore her. She’s barred from the Sanctuary, for good reason. She used to have a harem of subs, all there against their will, until Beth stopped her years ago. Seems like she’s come out of hiding and is trying to recruit again. I’ll have a word with Beth tomorrow when I see her, have a look to see if she’s actually ‘recruited’ anyone again. Have you asked for an emergency teleport? Lucy: I’m… umm… banned. Beatrice: Luce… What did you do? ‘Thank fuck, she hasn’t seen the video… though it’s only a matter of time.’ Lucy: I… may have used one on my last date. Beatrice: Guessing you got punished? Don’t worry, I’ll ask Nia for the video. Lucy: How do you know she has it? O_O Beatrice: I didn’t, but you just confirmed that there is one. Ooooh I’m gonna look forward to seeing that! My sister can be quite mean sometimes. Lucy: Not as mean as you, but yes, I got punished. Beatrice: So do you want a rescue? The lamia walked over with a drink in each hand, putting the red wine in front of her, and handing me something that looked fizzy and bubbly and… weird. Honestly, if this is the same lamia Beatrice was talking about, I didn’t trust this drink. So I put my phone under the table and smiled at the woman, so as to not piss her off. “Here you go, drink up.” She ordered. “I’m okay… thanks. I’m not thirsty.” “Drink.” She growled. I nervously held out my hand and grabbed the drink, opening my phone up underneath the table with the other one, when the door to the bar opened and someone else walked in. “Drink it, now, slut.” I clutched the suspicious drink in my hand as I nervously fumbled about with my phone, trying to open my messages with Beatrice again to ask for help, when someone walked right up to our table and hovered over us. “Excuse me, please leave.” The Lamia said to the stranger. And as I looked up to see who was looking down at us, the stranger coughed, as if clearing their throat… or getting someone’s attention. “Lucy!” They said, in a husky kind of voice, one that I didn’t recognise. “I…” I looked up, away from my phone to see who it was that somehow knew my name… It was Fiona. Actual Fiona. The one from the kinky dating thing. Dressed in jeans, work boots, an unbuttoned flannel shirt with a very tight camisole top that did wonders for her boobs… her hair looking just as scruffy as her dating profile pics, she looked… really freakin’ cute! And maybe a little hot, to paraphrase Nia. “You know… this ‘mutt’?” The Lamia asked me, as if she was disgusted by the werewolf in front of us in her human form, or that I even knew someone like her. “Fi…” Before I could finish speaking, Fiona reached down and grabbed me, lifting me to my feet and hugging me tightly. “If you need rescuing, call me Fifi.” She whispered in my ear. Her arms felt like the world’s biggest hug. She was just a little taller than me, tall enough that I felt small in her arms, but not so tall that she completely dwarfed me. I wanted to stay in this moment forever, as I could feel the strength and definition in her muscles as she squeezed me. Even her scent, as weird as it was, was soothing. Somehow the mix of wet dog, freshly cut flowers, and a very distinct earthy smell worked well together. I wasn’t used to this, but it was nice. I lived with a werewolf, but Grim never smelled this good! Maybe it’s all the flowers. Or maybe it's just female werewolves, because Grim usually stinks. Even more so if he’s used his nappy… I realised my mind had drifted off, so I quickly brought myself back down to earth and looked up at the grizzly woman. “Hi… Fifi…” I replied, indicating that I wouldn’t mind a rescue by her right about now. The corner of her mouth peaked, slightly, forming the subtlest of smiles, and she winked at me. “I’m so glad I found you, I’ve been looking everywhere for you, you’re needed back at work.” “Work? Excuse me, we’re kind of in the middle of something…” The Lamia replied. “Sorry… gotta go… emergency…” I said, shrugging my shoulders. You could see the Lamia visibly seethe with rage at her prey being taken from her, so much so that she quickly stood up and stared Fiona in the eyes, as if she was about to attack her. And because I’m psychic (well, I wish I was, I just happened to read the situation well!), she leapt forward to grab me like I predicted, but… Fiona’s reflexes were that bit quicker than that of my ‘date’, grabbing the woman by the throat with one hand, pulling me behind her with the other to increase the distance between the Lamia and me. “Don’t. Even. Dare.” Fiona growled, throwing the woman backwards with so much force that she flew through the air and crashed into a table, causing it to splinter and break under her weight. All the other patrons acted like this was just a normal daily occurrence, most of whom didn’t even look up from their drinks to see the commotion, which indicated just how seedy this place really was. “Fiona… you…” I said, unable to form sentences, in shock at what she had just done for me. “Come on, sweetpea, before she wakes up…” She replied, holding her hand out to me. I looked around her to see my ‘date’ knocked out, in the ruins of the table she had crashed into. Knowing this was my best opportunity, I grabbed Fiona’s hand as she hastily escorted me out of the bar. ------------------------------------------------ “Fiona… you…” “Are you alright, sweetie?” Fiona asked, looking me up and down for any visible signs of injury. “I’m fine… but you…” I tried to reply, before she cut me off again. “Look, we can talk in a minute, but it’s pissing it down with rain, let’s get inside before you catch a cold. If you can even catch one being a vampire…” “I can’t, but sure, where are we going?” “My shop. Come on.” “Your shop? Where is it?” She grabbed my hand again and pulled me across the street, away from the bar. And instantly, my question was answered. It was a flower shop. Literally right across the street from the bar I was in. ‘Lupinus Blooms’ it was called, with a very handmade looking sign above the shop window. She clearly was one of the smaller flower shops in the city, not one of the well-known ones, making her shop look very… quaint. It was cute really, much like her. She opened the door to the shop, pulled me inside quickly and looked around behind us, before closing the door, shutting the blinds down, and rushing over to the window to pull the blinds down for that too. “There, now when she wakes up, she won’t know you’re here.” She said, sitting on her workbench, which had a bunch of stems and flowers and price tags and scissors laying on them. “So that’s how you got here so quickly… I was a bit worried you were stalking me.” I laughed awkwardly as I wandered around her shop, looking at everything. All these beautiful bouquets, all the amazing smells… I had never been too fussed about flowers, mostly because I had never received any from anyone before, but I was quickly starting to realise why people liked them so much. The aroma coming from the various flowers was just… wow… “Oh sweetie… if I wanted to stalk you, I’d be able to smell you a mile off…” “Huh?” “Dog nose… I can smell you little babies easily.” She grinned at me. “I…” I blushed, quickly grabbing my skirt, realising there was no way to hide what she must have been able to smell. “Usually it’s either baby powder, pee, or… something else. You got two of three, well done!” She grinned at me, before her face turned sour and upset. “I’m sorry hun.” “Wait… what? Why are you sorry?” I asked, confused. “You were clearly on a date, weren’t you?” “I… yeah… maybe…” “I can tell by the beautiful dress… and the nappy you’re most likely wearing.” Guessing she was also in the running to be your Mummy?” “I… maybe…” “I’m glad I was here then, I’ve seen that woman a few times round this area, usually at that bar… always with a date, but never the same one. I had heard rumours… and when I saw her sitting, clearly waiting for someone, I figured I’d keep my eye on her, just in case. I wasn’t sure what I’d do if she did meet someone… but then I saw you walk in and sit down with her. Sorry I didn’t come over sooner, I was a bit worried I’d come across as some sort of creep!” “Oh no! Thank you! So much! Seriously, you saved me. I can’t believe you threw her across the room!” “Couldn’t have her taking you, could I? Not when I haven’t had the chance to ask you out on a date myself!” “I… thanks.” “I hate that this is the way we met for the first time, but I’m glad I found you before she got her hands on you…” “Oh! That reminds me!” “Huh?” She asked. “I… one second…” I opened my phone to see a few worried messages from Beatrice. So I quickly drafted a reply. Lucy: Hey, situation resolved. Friend helped me. The Lamia is still at Ronnie’s, if you want a ‘word’ with her before she runs away. She may be a little… unconscious right now. Beatrice: Glad you’re okay, kiddo! You’ll have to tell me the full story of how she ended up unconscious later though. Thanks for letting me know anyway, I need to go have a little chat with her… see if she’s actually started her new harem up, and stop it if she has. Are you safe now then? Lucy: Yeah. With a friend. Beatrice: What friend? Where? Should I come pick you up and bring you back? Lucy: With a… potential Mummy. One I found online. Beatrice: Did she stalk you? Lucy: She owns the flower shop across the street from Ronnie’s. She saw me in there, then came to my rescue. Beatrice: Well that’s lucky! Glad you’re okay. Give me a shout if she ends up being a creep too, got it? Lucy: Will do. She seems nice though. “Letting your friends know you’re okay?” Fiona asked, interrupting my concentration. I shut my phone quickly and put it in my bag, before looking up at her. “Yeah, just telling my friend where to find that woman.” “So she’s…” “Taking people, apparently. She did it once in the past but my friends stopped her, looks like they may have to do it again.” “Well that was close! Though you’re a vampire, I’m sure you can fight your way from her.” “I’m… not much of a fighter.” “D’aww… does someone need a big strong Mummy to protect her?” Fiona teased me. I blushed instantly and my gaze swiftly focused on the floor, trying its best not to look at her face as I knew that would make it worse. “I… umm… maybe…” “Well I hope whoever gets to be your Mummy, protects you well, whether it’s me or someone else. Would you like a drink? Or maybe I can give you a lift home?” After tonight, all I wanted was to hide away in my room for another decade, but something about this woman… “I could take a coffee…” ======================================================= You called it! -------------------------------------------- Thinking of finally opening up short story commissions now too finally, now that my writers block seems to have subsided. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! If you want to read the next 4 chapters, thanks to two weeks early access to my main story and also soon-to-be exclusive access to short stories (or even have a chance at commissioning one when I add the tier for them!), why don't you check out my SubscribeStar! The basic tier gets early access and exclusive access to short stories (when they're written), higher tiers will be limited but get a short story each month (1-2 per month in total, also not yet running this tier yet, will announce when I'm starting!). Thank you to all my subscribers for their support over the past few years! Seriously, your support means the world to me. 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Moon3ye Posted May 8, 2024 Posted May 8, 2024 Oh no how absolutely surprising the lamina was abusive and had held other subs against their will in the past. Who could have known. I would love to have a little bonus chapter where Beatrice and Beth “talk” to the Lamina. Good thing Fiona works right next door. Seriously, don't you dare make the nice wolf lady evil too. With the human, I'm expecting a hunter for some reason.
TerranV Posted May 9, 2024 Posted May 9, 2024 I do hope someone picks up that phone... I'm liking Fiona now.
Moon3ye Posted May 9, 2024 Posted May 9, 2024 Why do I have the feeling that Lucy is far too good a little baby and when it comes out that the Lamina really does have a harem again, she wants to help and let herself be kidnapped by her and get into mighty big trouble.
LittleFallenPrincess Posted May 12, 2024 Author Posted May 12, 2024 Chapter 7: Nervousness Arbitrio Sanguinis – LittleFallenPrincess “Coffee it is then! Give me a bit, sweetie. Sorry… everything is in a bit of a state.” “Don’t worry about it, you saved me after all. Take all the time you need!” I replied, smiling up at Fiona, who seemed a bit flustered now I had agreed to stay for coffee. “I was only expecting a quiet evening, I was just processing some orders and creating some last minute bouquets, then I saw her… and you.” “Yeah don’t worry about it. I’m glad you did see us though!” She smiled at me, before nodding slightly and walking off into a room in the back. Taking a deep breath, now that I could finally relax and let my guard down, I looked around the gorgeous, vibrant flower shop Fiona owned. Flowers and plants everywhere, as you’d expect from a flower shop, of all sizes and shapes and colours… honestly it all kinda dwarfed the room, making it feel cluttered… but in a good way. As if you had stepped into one of those large public greenhouses. I got a couple of minutes of quiet whilst I was looking around, with only a little bit of noise coming from the room she had gone into, before I started to feel a bit lonely. “I can’t believe you own this place. Didn’t think werewolves were into…” I said, raising my voice so she could hear me. “They smell good!” She shouted from the room in the back. “Huh?” I replied. “Sensitive noses! It’s not just soggy babies like you we can smell. You vamps just smell basic human things like blood and hormones, we smell everything. Flowers help me deal with the constant barrage of sweat, desperation, horniness, muck, rot… basically everything out there in the human world.” “I noticed you chose to open up in a human area.” “Yeah, apart from the bar across the street there isn’t really much monstrum activity around here. But then our kind never really buys flowers. Those who are into nature, like dryads and fey, all grow their own, often choosing the forests to make their home. So I figured I’d be better off just blending in with the humans, as they buy lots of them for various reasons.” “Yeah… I don’t think I ever received flowers from anyone before. Vampires just… well they just don’t do that. You’re right, no monstrum do really.” “Not even before you were a vampire? I assume you had a human life before you got turned?” Fiona asked as she walked back into the room, lowering her voice now that she didn’t need to shout through to another room. She walked over to me, handed me a full cup, then walked back over to a chair in the corner and sat down, nursing the mug in her hands to warm them up. “Thanks. And nope. I wasn’t… umm… people wouldn’t normally give people like me flowers.” “People like you?” She asked, raising her eyebrow at me. “Just… yeah.” I didn’t want to out myself this quickly as a trans woman, even if the magical process that helped me transition made it so I was virtually indistinguishable from someone who had been born a woman. I liked Fiona… but after what just happened at the bar, I needed to be somewhat careful. “I won’t pry. I’m sure you’ll tell me if and when you’re ready.” She smiled at me, putting me at ease instantly. “Thanks.” I smiled back at her. “So…” “So…” I took a sip of the coffee, before being surprised that it didn’t taste like coffee… “I…” She grinned at me, before quickly winking. “As if I’d give a little one coffee. No, you got a nice hot chocolate. Coffee is for grown ups, sorry kiddo.” I suddenly felt two feet tall, and no older than 2, as the woman grinned into her coffee cup, taking a sip of her ‘big girl drink’. I wasn’t prepared for this treatment so soon! That’s the only reason she made me feel that small! Honest! “I…” “Take your time, sweetie, use your big girl words…” “THAT’S NOT FAIR!” I whined, loudly. She just gave me one glance and I knew I was in trouble. How the hell did she have this much power over me already? Werewolves don’t have any hypnotic trance powers or anything, like other monstrum do, they’re just… well… beasts. Maybe it’s because it's been a while since someone outside my friend circle has talked to me like this… and maybe… just maaaaybe… it’s because I’m a subby little thing who has been waiting for this for most of her life. “I won’t throw you over my lap right now, I’m not that forward, but I will give you a warning. You don’t want anyone from across the street hearing you, not until that lamia has been dealt with.” She warned. “Sorry.” “Good girl.” Those two words… that’s all it took to make my legs feel like jelly. If I wasn’t already sitting down, I’d have probably collapsed to the floor. So… those ‘big sister’ vibes that I was getting from her whilst talking over text? Gone. There was no doubt in my mind that this woman was Mummy-material. She may not be ‘proper’ and very feminine like Avery… but she still felt very maternal and playful, which apparently still resonated well with my little side. So I think it’s safe to say… I may have to make a very difficult choice in the near future, but for now I think I’ll just keep talking to both of them, especially given that neither seem to mind that I’m looking around and talking to other people. I know some people can get very defensive and expect you to focus on that one person when you’re putting yourself out there, but until I enter a relationship… I belong to no-one. I’ll put myself out there and check out multiple people if I need to, just so I find that right person. “You okay, munchkin?” She asked, in the soft cadence that makes me feel ridiculously little. “...Notta munchkin…” I grumbled back at her. “Oh I’m sorry, your highness…” She laughing gently. God… she has a cute laugh. Tucking her messy hair behind her ear as best she could, she took a sip of her coffee again and stared around, awkwardly, trying not to make eye contact with me. “You okay?” I asked. “Yeah… just…” She trailed off. “Just what?” “I’m awkward!” “No you’re not!” I argued. “Oh I am, and I understand that. I promise I’m not always this awkward though! I’m not very good at the early stages of dating, I’m scared of saying…” “The wrong thing? Yeah… me too. I’m a bit better over text, but I’m very anxious in person.” “Same! Glad I wasn’t scaring you off over our texts, I was a bit worried…” “I loved talking to you!” I replied, smiling up at her as she finally looked me in the eyes and smiled back. “I’m glad.” There was another awkward silence lingering in the air after she said that, with neither of us knowing what to say next. Then I heard something happening outside, so we both put our cups down and rushed to the window, pulling the blinds away slightly so we could see. “Who is that? Is that your friend? I can’t see her very well from this distance.” “That’s Beatrice.” I replied. “Beatrice? Sister of the owner of the Sanctuary? You know her?” “I do! Do you?” “Only by reputation. I think I could learn a thing or two from her on handling brats…” “PLEASE DON’T DO THAT!” I blurted out, quickly covering my mouth. She took one look at me, looking very serious, before her smile grew and she burst out laughing. “Oh then I definitely need to get to know her!” I quickly regretted calling Bea for help, but honestly… The thought of the two of them teasing me made my heart very happy as I watched Fiona’s cute face look out the window again. “She’s taking the woman away…” I commented. “Probably to find out where she’s living, and see if she has actually taken people for her ‘harem’. I can’t blame the woman though…” “Y… you can’t?” I said, my nerves suddenly jolting me backwards. “The thought of a bunch of littles, all in cute little uniforms with cute padded butts, waddling about, serving me… it’s a nice thought…” “It is…?” “Yeah. But she wants it without their consent. Which is a huuuuuuge red flag. My servants would want to be there.” My body’s fight or flight response kicked down from red alert into an amber warning. “But honestly… I’m mostly just thinking of getting you in a little maid uniform… provided you wanted that, of course.” She smiled, still looking outside. The amber warning was quickly returning to a comfortable state as it was clear she was big on consent. “I… wouldn’t say no…” I mumbled. She turned slowly to look at me… like I was prey. But unlike the lamia, she didn’t feel dangerous or sinister. Until she said…. “I’ll remember that, little one…” And my face turned bright red as she began to giggle at me. Sitting in her shop for another half an hour, we were pretty sure the coast was clear now. Beatrice had gone off with the Lamia ages ago, so we were really just spending the time together and chatting about games and stuff, with her occasionally teasing me or calling me adorable. “It’s getting late. I don’t want you walking home alone this late, so if you’re okay with it… can I walk you home?” She offered. “Or to a safe spot! Maybe the sanctuary? I… sorry… I don’t want to be pushy, I just don’t want anything to happen to you on the walk home and I thought it was cute and something a caregiver should do and I thought it…” She was starting to ramble, clearly nervous that she had been a little too forward, but honestly… It was nice that someone cared that much about my safety. I know my friends do, but I’ve never had a partner who has felt like that with me before. “You can walk me home, if you want.” I interrupted her. “I can? Oh good! I… one second, give me one second then and we’ll get going.” “Wanting to get rid of me that quickly?” I joked, quickly regretting it. “OH NO! I’m sorry! I…” “I’m joking! Promise! But… I would like to see you again, if you want to that is…” “I’d love that! So how about I plan a date for the two of us sometime very soon, and then I ask you out on it?” “I’d love that…” I replied, blushing and smiling from ear to ear. “Right, give me a second to shut everything off and lock up, and we can get going. Do you live far from here?” “It’s a good thirty minute walk from here I think. If we ran we could do it in a lot less. Guessing you can move as quick as a vampire too?” I asked. “Only in wolf form. Still pretty quick in human form, but I wouldn’t be able to keep up with you unless I transform. Right, be right back, cutie!” She dashed back into the back room again, leaving me alone. There was nothing for me to do but wait, so I quickly pulled out my phone to check my messages. One was from Bea, saying that the lamia hadn’t gotten anyone yet, but she was still handing her over to the authorities, and one was from Nia, asking if the domme was any good or not. And one from Avery, but I opted not to check that one just yet. I quickly replied to Beatrice, telling her thanks for sorting it all out, then one to Nia with a quick explanation of what happened… then I hovered over the message from Avery. ‘Should I be checking messages from a potential partner whilst with another potential partner? I mean this isn’t technically a date… and Fiona seems okay with me seeing other people to find the right person before I pick one… maybe it would be okay?’ I thought to myself. I opened the message and read it. Avery: Hey little one, just checking in that you got home safe. Been a bit worried about you, you haven’t messaged yet and it’s late. Sorry if this is a bit too forward or I’m overstepping, just… want to make sure you’re okay. Lucy: I’m okay, thanks! There was a bit of an incident, but that’s sorted now. Not home yet, spending some time with a friend in the city. She’s going to walk me home in a minute though, so I’ll be able to talk to you properly when I’m back, ‘kay? Avery: Oh good. I’m glad it wasn’t all bad then. Look forward to talking to you! Closing my phone just in time for Fiona to walk back through, holding a hoodie in her arms, I smiled up at her and she did the same back to me. Her face just made me want to kiss her, but I knew that was waaaaaay too forward for either of us, so I held back, hoping that maybe I’d get to do it soon. “You ready, munchkin?” She asked. “Uh huh.” “Did you not bring a coat?” “I… I’m not that cold.” “I thought so… here!” She said, throwing me the hoodie. “Put this on, silly baby. I know Vampires don’t get colds, but I don’t want you freezing.” “What about you?” “Darling… I’m a wolf!” “In human form! You don’t have fur right now!” “So I transform first then? Nah, don’t worry, just joking. Would be weird for you to walk through the city centre with a large wolf. But we do have a natural resistance to the cold. So please, wear it. I promise, it’s very snuggly.” Not wanting to disappoint her, I slipped it on over my dress… and she was not wrong, it was so snuggly! Helped that she clearly wore clothes a few sizes bigger than I did, so it dwarfed me and made me feel even smaller than I already did around her. Both figuratively and literally. “Come on then, let’s get going. Got everything?” She asked. I nodded as she held out her hand, so I instinctively grabbed it as she led me out of the shop, closing and locking the front door behind us. “So you never beat the secret level?” She asked. We had been walking for a good twenty minutes or so, in the general direction of my house, just chatting about video games and movies and stuff. Talking to her just felt so natural, and we had so much in common that our conversation made the walk home feel like it took no time at all. The walk was made even more enjoyable with the warm, snuggly hoodie that felt like a huge hug from Fiona herself… …It even smelled like her. “Nia has, but she’s a way better gamer than me. I still struggle to get past the guard.” I replied. “Oh sweetie, it’s easy! You just…” She stopped suddenly, gripping my hand tightly, pulling me closer as her ears perked up and she started looking around, sniffing the air. “What’s up?” I asked, quietly. “I think we’re being watched. Maybe even followed...” “Beatrice took the lamia. So I don’t know who…” Fiona grabbed my chest with her arm and pulled me back, against a wall, just as something flew past us, just where I was standing. “Oh shit!” I blurted out. Something else flew at us, I could sense it, and I quickly dodged it as it struck the wall. Both Fiona and I looked at the wall to see something sticking out… a bolt… a crossbow bolt. Ones with scarlet fletching at the end. I had seen that fletching before. Looking up at Fiona, I pulled the bolt out of the wall and gripped it in my hand. “Vampire hunter.” ======================================================= Ruh roh. -------------------------------------------- Thinking of finally opening up short story commissions now too finally, now that my writers block seems to have subsided. If you haven't seen, I'm now up and running on Subscribestar! (Sorry for the reminder again, trying to get my subscribers back after the Patreon rubbish!) ======================================================== I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Please leave likes and comments and all that fun stuff, I love reading them! If you want to read the next 4 chapters, thanks to two weeks early access to my main story and also soon-to-be exclusive access to short stories (or even have a chance at commissioning one when I add the tier for them!), why don't you check out my SubscribeStar! 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Moon3ye Posted May 12, 2024 Posted May 12, 2024 I still want an extra chapter where Bea “talks” to the lamina. Otherwise a very exciting chapter indeed. It's just very misstrung that the vampire hunters attack shortly after the human is told she's going home. I also found the bit about the diapered maids very entertaining to read and I'm glad to read that consensus is so important to Fiona. As for the vampire hunters, I hope it gets sorted out quickly. I'll be away at vocational school for 8 weeks from tomorrow and don't have time to fly to England and concrete you in.
TerranV Posted May 12, 2024 Posted May 12, 2024 Fun chapter. I guess staking vampires with crossbow bolts never goes out of style. Should they run or fight? I admit I kinda wanna see Fiona maul some fool.
LittleFallenPrincess Posted May 13, 2024 Author Posted May 13, 2024 21 hours ago, Moon3ye said: I still want an extra chapter where Bea “talks” to the lamina. Otherwise a very exciting chapter indeed. It's just very misstrung that the vampire hunters attack shortly after the human is told she's going home. I also found the bit about the diapered maids very entertaining to read and I'm glad to read that consensus is so important to Fiona. As for the vampire hunters, I hope it gets sorted out quickly. I'll be away at vocational school for 8 weeks from tomorrow and don't have time to fly to England and concrete you in. 😈 Mwhahahaha! 19 hours ago, TerranV said: Fun chapter. I guess staking vampires with crossbow bolts never goes out of style. Should they run or fight? I admit I kinda wanna see Fiona maul some fool. Oooooh that would be cool, wouldn't it? Maybe it'll happen in the next chapter... or maybe something else happens. I think you'll enjoy it whatever it is!
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