My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave-Chapter 2: New life as a vampire… and sex slave

W-What... what happened?

When Chris opens his eyes, he’s on his bed.

He feels dizzy, like he’s just gotten over a hangover.

His last memory is a sharp pain in his back — but now it’s completely gone.

Was it... all a dream?

Something catches his eye and jolts him fully awake.

His eyes widen when he sees Isabelle standing in front of the mirror, wearing only her underwear as she brushes her hair.

The same almost unreal ass he glimpsed when the wind lifted her skirt is now completely exposed.

A bulge lifts the sheet like a tent. He isn’t wearing underwear or pants and only then realizes he’s completely naked under the covers.

The reaction is so sudden and instinctive he doesn’t even notice it. Isabelle does.

Without turning around, she meets his eyes in the mirror and gives him a sly smile.

"You’re finally awake, sleepyhead. You really took your time — I was starting to worry."

"I-Isabelle... what the hell happened? What were those things? And the way you fought... damn, it felt like watching a battle shounen..."

"I’d love to say ’it’s a long story and it doesn’t involve you,’ but now it does, so I need to explain a few things."

Isabelle sets the comb down and sits at the foot of the bed, facing Chris. Her full breasts spill out of the skimpy bra. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Chris quickly slips his hands under the sheet, awkwardly trying to push down the erection rising beneath it.

The clumsy move makes his stepmother smile, but a moment later her expression turns serious.

"I’ll keep this brief. I’m a vampire, just like your stepsister. She was the princess of our world before a coup led by House Dulcar forced us to flee. We escaped to Earth to survive the massacre, but as you can see, the trouble followed us here. There’s a bounty on Mia — and on the pendant you’ve always seen on her neck. Now let’s talk about the part that involves you."

Isabelle leans even closer to him.

She’s talking about vampires, wars between rival houses, other worlds... but he’s paying more attention to her tits than to words that should shock anyone.

"To save your life, I had to turn you into a vampire. That’s why the wound that would’ve killed a human healed so quickly. But now that you’re one of us, you’ll have to help protect the princess — think of it as paying me back for saving you."

"I... what? I saw you create a huge sword out of thin air and unleash that crazy storm of energy! I can’t do that — how the hell am I supposed to protect the princess?!"

"Oh, don’t worry about that — I’ll make you strong enough to protect Mia. And I know exactly how to bring out your full potential as fast as possible."

"What do you mean...?"

A mischievous smile spreads across Isabelle’s face, her lustful eyes drop to Chris’s erection.

"I turn you on, Chris? Judging by how much your friend down there has grown, I don’t think you need to answer."

"W-Well, I mean... you’re insanely sexy and you’d make even a dead man hard... oh, shit, sorry! I-I mean... well, yes, you’re a very beautiful woman."

Isabelle laughs while Chris burns with embarrassment.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of, you know? You’re a boy, after all. It’s normal to feel certain urges..."

Isabelle lightly runs her foot over his erection, her voice turning sensual.

"You know, Chris, it’s been five years since any man touched me, and my body burns with desire..."

Chris swallows. Her words sound like they came straight out of one of the many dirty dreams he’s had about her.

"A-Are you saying... gulp... t-that you want to have sex with me...?"

"Obviously... no — not yet. Until I decide you’re strong enough and worthy of putting your thing inside me, you’ll focus on satisfying me. You’ll make me come whenever and however I want. Simple, right? In other words, you’ll be my sex slave. Protecting Mia and satisfying me will be your way of paying me back for saving your life and supporting the family, my dear Chris."

"So I wasn’t talking bullshit when I said you adopted me because you needed a slave!"

Even if getting the hottest woman alive off is way better than carrying her grocery bags...

"Come on, what are you complaining about? Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted?"

"Y-Yes, I guess so... when does my job as a sex slave start?"

Chris is still shaken by what Isabelle just revealed, but at the same time he’s more impatient and excited than ever at the thought of finally making his erotic dreams real.

Isabelle slowly slips off her thong, and the sight of her perfectly groomed pussy makes Chris’s brain short-circuit.

Then she lies down on the bed, spreading her legs.

"It starts right now, Chris."