>Day Check Up From the Neck Up in Equestria
>Be Anon the tasty
>You are just nailing the last plank to your window for a nice and quasi-silent night
>With the gloves of garlic around your neck, you stretch and hop into bed
>You close your eyes for a moment and relax a little as you run through a checklist in your head
>Chimney stuffed... doors bolted... windows boarded... cast iron rod next to bed...
>All seemed in order as you begin to slip from the waking world
>A sudden loud thump at your bedroom window alerts you to the monsters in the dark
>So much for a peaceful night!
>You attempt to ignore the banging until the window shatters
>The glass falls to the carpet with muted thuds as a hoof pokes in between two boards
>"Oh my! I, uh, I didn't mean to knock so hard, Anon..."
>A yellow vampony flitters just outside your window
>Her yellow bat wings hold her small frame up and you can see her face pressing against the wood boards
>"So, I was wondering if I could suck your blood tonight? If you don't mind that is?"
"Flutterpyre, if the planks of wood aren't your answer to stay out, I don't know what else I can say!"
>"I am just trying to be polite..."
>You hear the sound of nails buckling as the vampony pushes harder with each passing second
>"You smell so good from out here... I promise I will only take a little this time. One litre tops!"
>The cast iron rod is in your hand before you realize you had even reached for it
>All those practice drills really came in handy, you think, as you sit up in bed
>Wood splinters in all directions as the starving mare finally makes her way in
>"I'll pay for the window, I promise!"
>She lounges at you with a predator's grace, but you are swift enough to dodge
"I don't want to hit you, Flutterpyre! Don't make me use this!"
>You swing the bar once, if only to show that you will attack
>It does little to deter the creature of the night as she converges on you
>The first swing goes wide as she purposely ducks around you
>You ready for another attack only to find a wide pair of eyes looking directly into your soul
>"Anon, you listen to me, mister! I didn't want to have to use the Stare on you, but you gave me no choice! Now, sit down and relax."
>You grit your teeth and try to push the vampiric influence from your mind
>Flutterpyre moves in closer now and you commands you again
>"I said relax!"
>Your arms suddenly fall to either side of your body and your weapon slides from your grip
"D-damn... it..."
>You sit on the bed now as Flutterpyre crawls into your lap with a toothy grin on her face
>"It's going to be alright, fella'. I'll be extra gentle with you."
"F-Flut... Flut-ter..."
>A hoof covers your lips lightly as she softens her gaze
>"Shhh, shhh, everything going to be alright now."
>You feel hooves begin to unbutton your shirt and work your belt off
>Your arms lay limply beside you and you cannot seem to raise a muscle in protest
>Without a word from your assailant, you find your shirt tossed to one side and your fleshy, tender neck exposed to the night
>"Now, you might feel a tiny prick..."
>Flutterpyre rubs your crotch with her back hoof
>"... Oh, but I don't think I will."
>She smiles wickedly and you finally wise up to her intentions
"T-This is... un-f-fair..."
>A hoof rummages around your pants before exposing you maleness to the cool air
>Her skin is as cold as ice, yet you could not shiver if you wanted
>"I'm going to start now, OK?"
>You are pushed backward onto the bed as you feel a sharp mouth near dangerously close to your more sensitive areas
>You almost wish she had just gone for your neck like last time
>The feeling of cold saliva is the first thing to catch your attention as your eyes twist slowly in your head
>Flutterpyre's tongue bounces you around a bit until you feel the first signs of losing this battle
>A lewd slurping noise lifts through the calm night air as your body gives in against your will
>The vampony enjoys her work for the while before pulling you free from her hungry maw
>"So juicy and full of blood... delicious... red... oh, my..."
>Something cold drips on your chest as Fluttershy worships your warm body
>A light feeling in your arm causes you to twitch as you begin to regain some feeling
>You suddenly see a way out of her control, but it won't be easy
>"OK, I'm going to take my drink now..."
>Before she gets the chance to bite, your hand caresses her plump bottom
>From the feeling between your fingers, you think she could miss one or two drinks
>"H-hey! What are you doing, Anon?"
>You continue to rub your fingers in smooth circles around her butt and cutie mark, feeling more and more of her mare lust spill onto your chest
"Y-you like that... don't y-you?"
>Your jaw clenches for control against your voice as each motion diminishes Flutterpyre's power over you
>"No, stop... it's, umm, it's not what I want!"
>You place your other hand on her neglected cheek and sync your movements
>Just rubbing her in this way allows you a fair degree of motion again and you smile
>"A-Anon, stop..."
>Her voice grows distant and she scoots back a way until her marehood is nearly pressing you chin
"Got you now..."
>You are about to make a spirited attempt to toss the would-be feeder from you when a familiar slick coldness engulfs your straining member
>Her practiced mouth breaks your concentration and her expert tongue coils around your sensibilities like a loving serpent
>Your mind hardly registers that your hands are rubbing remarkably close to the sultry mare's slick opening
>With a sigh of 'what the hell?', you part her with two fingers and watch as a little more of her natural lube leaks down her body and over your fingers
>Flutterpyre buries her noise into your groin once as she swallows you whole and you try not to move from the intense coldness of her depths
>She slides off in the same easy motion and cranes her head to look at you
>"Oh... this is... this is not how it was suppose to happen! Mmm... please put something inside! Um, if you would be so kind?"
>You think you have her at your mercy now and arrange a bargain
"I'll get you off if you leave me be for the next month."
>"A-A month? That's too..."
>You drill a finger into her icy body and twirl it once before dragging it back out
>"Ah~, j-just one m-month?"
"Just one month, starting tomorrow..."
>"But, t-that would mean I lose a..."
>You replace your finger while using your free hand to rub the wet underside of her sex
>"Ah~! OK! One month! Just, just hurry!"
>You smile as you slip another finger into her oozing body
>She moans like the wanton tart she has always been and you take some sick satisfaction in dominating her
>Nothing like turning the tables, you think as you work her filthy mare parts for all their worth
>Your casual grin fades when you feel the plush interior of her throat again
>She works in time with your fingers as they dance along her eager sex
>Gossamer strands of mare gush web your fingers as you find yourself pushing deeper with each rough suck
>It does not take much to push Flutterpyre over the edge and you find yourself rather pleased
>Her thighs lock up tightly and jerk into the air with you hand held tightly inside as he tail spasms wildly and her wings stretch to either side
>A vibrating moan pulsing around your stiff rod as her movements become erratic
>When her backside finally relaxes again, after nearly breaking your fingers, she immediately returns to her work on your body
>With a previously unseen vigor, Flutterpyre gives you no rest with her incredible mouth
>Your stomach tightens as the impending spunk prepares to unload into the yellow mare's awaiting gullet
>Through a snort and a thrust, you push her head down a bit more and hold her still
>Your fingers curl around her mane as you hold her steady and pump her full of your boiling love
>If by instinct or passion, she manages to devour each jet and continues slurping for more
>Completely tapped out, you succumb to your exhaustion and release her head
>It takes her a few moments, but she finally removes you from her throat and smiles to you
>"Oh... that was nice... I should have mentioned that vamponies don't need to breathe. We're kind of part of the undead."
>She blushes a faded pink and wipes the spittle from her muzzle
"A deal's a deal, ButterThighs. No more harassing me for one month."
>"Yes, of course, Anon! I take these things very seriously."
>She turns to face you and crawls up your body
>You look to her with a bit of surprise as she kisses you on the cheek with her cool lips
>"Just one quick things..."
"What is it?'
>A sharp pain catches your neck as Flutterpyre bites into you
"Son of a bitch! That hurt!"
>You feel the powerful sucking of the lusty mare at your neck now as she begins to steal a meal
>She stops only for a moment to apologize before going back to feeding
>It almost doesn't matter to you right now as you imagine the peace you'll have over the next month
>You hear the sound of beating bat wings and you look up
>In the window is a purple vampony holding a candle up in her magic
>"Oh! Fluttershy found him, girls! Guess we'll just have to wait our turn."
>You stare in abject horror as five more vampony faces begin to crowd your room
>You make a mental note to move within the next day or so, assuming you have the blood left to actually move tomorrow
>Never again will you vacation in...
>Fucking Trotsylvania!