My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave-Chapter 26: Between a rock and a hard place

It’s a perfectly normal morning at Ordrienne High. Chris and Brianne walk through the courtyard, having a snack as usual.

"Zaira Narkhalis, Alexander and Elisabeth Azuralis. It’s been a week since any of them showed up at school, and there’s been no news about them. It’s strange that you don’t know anything, Chris."

"You really sound like a private investigator when you do that. You know that, Brianne? I’ve told you a thousand times — they didn’t tell me where they went. And if I knew anything, I’d have already informed the authorities."

Only now does Chris realize something strange.

Alex, Ely, Zaira... and even Mia and Isabelle. The five people who have been closest to me since I was adopted aren’t from this world. Coincidence or fate? Ah... thank goodness there’s Brianne — my only glimpse of normality in a life that isn’t normal anymore.

"She was your ex-girlfriend, and he was your best friend. But you don’t seem worried at all. Are you hiding something?"

"Ask me one more time and I swear you’ll spend your break with someone else tomorrow. Seriously — you’ve been interrogating me every time we meet for three days. Do I look like a serial killer to you?"

She studies him with a narrow, suspicious look that makes Chris uneasy.

"Just a little bit."

"Y-You’re joking, right? Do I really look like a killer?"

"Just a little bit."

Chris sighs impatiently, but fortunately for him, Mia cuts off their conversation. She looks embarrassed, even though she tries to act confident.

"C-Chris... since that nosy Isabelle isn’t here... I want to talk to you about... uh... what happened last week."

Then she shoots Brianne a glare.

"Just me and Chris, obviously."

Brianne’s suspicious gaze moves between Chris and Mia.

"Mmh... you want to talk in private with your stepbrother about something that happened — and that you don’t want your stepmother to know? Very, VERY suspicious."

Mia’s face turns so red and hot it could be mistaken for a ball of magma.

"M-Mind your own business, Brianne Leviantis! N-Nothing indecent happened between me and him!"

"I never mentioned anything indecent, actually. Do you have something to hide, Mia Valakis?"

"I have nothing to hide! You, on the other hand, have been glued to my brother like a barnacle to a rock for four years!"

In response, Brianne clings to Chris’s arm.

"Does it bother you that your stepbrother and I get along so well? You should be happy he has good friends instead of being jealous."

"Me, jealous? Say it again if you dare!"

The two girls face each other, throwing fiery glares. Their loud argument quickly draws the attention of the whole school.

Exasperated by the embarrassing scene, Chris grabs Mia by the arm and drags her away under Brianne’s gaze — as suspicious as ever.

"So, Mia, what did you want to talk about?"

"I-I told you. I want to talk..." Mia’s voice drops to a whisper. "...about what happened last week..."

"Oh, I see — you mean when we were attacked by that pack of primordial vampires, and I discovered I had an Innatus?"

"A-Are you being this stupid on purpose, or does it come naturally? I..." She’s barely moving her lips now. "...I’m talking about what happened after. About... Isabelle’s punishment."

Chris stiffens instantly.

Since that evening six days ago, they’ve barely talked about what happened between them — they just pretended it never happened.

After all, neither of them knew how to even start that conversation.

But after six days, Mia has finally found the courage to do it.

"Y-Yeah... Isabelle’s punishment... w-what do you want to know...?"

Chris is a bundle of nerves.

Partly because he’s afraid even one wrong word might make her explode. But mostly because just thinking about their tongues intertwined and her irresistible half-naked body on top of him gets him hard instantly.

And since he’s wearing shorts, he’d rather not spend the rest of class trying to cover it with his hands.

"W-Well, I... I wanted to know... w-what you thought about it..."

"That’s kind of a vague question... I mean, it was just something Isabelle forced us to do as punishment. I didn’t think much of it — I’d already forgotten about it the next morning," Chris murmurs, laughing nervously.

In reality, it’s the exact opposite.

He keeps thinking about it, and more than once he’s had to lock himself in the bathroom just to get those images out of his head.

But he obviously can’t tell her, "I masturbate at least once a day every time I think about my tongue in your mouth and your pussy rubbing against my abdomen."

So he goes for a much vaguer, more neutral answer. But it clearly doesn’t satisfy Mia.

"T-The same goes for me! I’d already completely forgotten about it that same evening!" Mia snaps. Then she lowers her gaze, blushing even more. "W-What I wanted to know, though, was... if you liked it..."

Chris’s brain starts smoking like a locomotive, his neurons overheating from the strain.

This is the classic trick question girls always ask! If I say yes, she’ll get mad and call me a perverted maniac like always. If I say no, she might get offended and say something like, "So you think I’m ugly, huh?" Either way, she’ll get mad. Ugh... what a situation. Women really are the greatest enigma in the universe!

"Y-Yeah, I mean... I liked it. Like a normal kiss. That’s all..."

Even though Chris carefully chose his words to avoid upsetting Mia, she gets mad anyway.

"So you’re saying kissing me and kissing Brianne is the same? A kiss is always just a kiss — it doesn’t matter who you give it to! C-Chris, you... you really are the king of idiots! If Isabelle ever gives us a similar punishment again, I’d rather sew my mouth shut than let your slimy tongue in again! And for the record, I hated it too! It was so disgusting I spent the whole night washing my mouth with disinfectant!"

After that outburst, Mia storms off, her steps heavy, without giving Chris a chance to say anything.

Note to self: next time Mia asks me something, just play dead.