BTVS (ANISC) Rita's Story. Futa/F(Vamp), Anal, N/C, Violence

Story by FadedJester

Just a little something I wrote, I haven't written in ages, so it might just be plain horrible.

A Nightmare In Slayer's Clothing: Rita's Story

Rita Charlming was young, in more then one way, in her former life she had only just finished high school when her current life, her second life as a vampire, had began just a few short months ago. She was also very pretty, and not really that smart, which had lead her to falling with her mother, if Rita hadn't made a snack of her, would have called a bad crowd; which if you know anything about vampires is saying something.

Not that Rita had much sway in her "nest" as her slightly overweight, not to mention balding, "master" called the hovel they lived in. At first it was such a head rush, blood, violence, sex, all for the asking, but in the space of a few short months she had gone from Janus', and Rita didn't think that was his real name, favourite, to little more then an errand girl, which is how we get to tonight.

Rita was on the hunt, prowling one of Sunnydale's many, many, cemeteries looking for a tasty morsel she could bring home to her "family", but she wasn't having much luck. With a frump she leaned against a crypt, blowing some of her long red hair out of her face; she really was very pretty, standing at 5 foot 4 inches, with a respectable, if not overly abundant, set of breasts, and a pair of lips on her face that just screamed "kiss me".

"This sucks!" She whined out loud, "why can't I ever find someone to eat quick, if I go home again without a snack Janus will have my ass"

"No he wont, but I will" a voice from the darkness said, much to Rita's shock and dismay, spinning around the young vampire quickly assumed her demonic face.

"Who's there?!" She demanded, her yellow eyes scanning the area.

"Boo!" A voice whispered right behind her left ear, but Rita didn't even have a chance to jump before she found herself slammed, hard, face first into the crypt, her arm painfully twisted behind her back.

"Let me go!" Rita screamed.

"uh... no" the voice said, before a low chuckle filled the air. Rita flushed hot with fear as she realised it was a woman's voice, The Slayer, she thought to herself desperately, the older vampires had taken great pleasure in scaring Rita with tales of the Slayer when she was first turned, as had the Demons at Willies Bar, but she had noticed that in the last few weeks the tales had tapered off, with female vampires and demons flinching every time the subject came up, something had happened, she wasn't sure what, after all she knew she wasn't very bright, but she did know she didn't want to run into the Slayer, no thank you very much.

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Buffy was enjoying herself intensely, the feeling of power as she held the struggling red headed vampire against the cold stone of the crypt easily was intoxicating, and she began to feel the stirrings of arousal she first felt a little over a month ago after her encounter with a rather nasty demon with an unpronounceable name. At first she had wanted to go to her friends for help, to get them to fix this... this abomination, but that feeling soon faded as the benefits of her new situation started influencing her actions.

She knew what she did, almost every night lately, was wrong, but didn't she do so much good? Didn't that balance the scales? The extra strength, speed, and senses that augmented her already considerable slayer package, had allowed her to cut a bloody swath through the demonic underworld of Sunnydale, and it wasn't like she went after innocents, her victims were demons and vampires, they deserved whatever they got. At least that's what she told herself when she had her occasional, and increasingly diminishing, fits of guilt.

With a grown, half lust, half triumph, she ground her crotch into the skirted ass of her captured vampire. Her new addition was already at half mast, painfully pressing against her leather pants, and her old standby leaking copious fluids.

"Wha... Wha... What are you doing" The vampire squeaked.

"Whatever I want" Buffy growled, and shoved the girl against the crypt again, her free hand snaking around the girl, groping at the pert breasts hidden behind a thin silk blouse, and no bra, her fingers found the vampire's cold left nipple and gripped it forcefully, twisting, and turning it. The vampire girl gasped and struggled harder.

"Stop struggling" Buffy snapped and slammed the girls head into the wall, "do as your told and you might live another night"

Rita's head swam, both from her situation, and the multible impacts.

"Please... don't..." She begge

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