Kiss of the Vampiress-Part 2

The dramatic climatic conclusion of the Kiss of the Vampiress! (Pic...Marlina Moreno)

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Dana and Ryan walked hand and paw as they traversed the Haunted Woods; the eerie fog grew thicker as the dreadful pirate music continued to grow louder with every step. They soon came upon a burnt wreckage of a US Navy F/A-18 Super Hornet.

Ryan placed his furry paw on the tail of what used to be a Jolly Roger F/A-18 Super Hornet; the skull and crossbones on the tail section sported burn marks, it was the only recognizable part of the doomed aircraft. The rest of the dead naval bug was charred. “So this is where it landed,” Ryan mumbled, “Damn. Millions of hard earned US tax payer money literally went up in smoke!”

“I’ll get that Pumpkin King if it’s the last thing I do!” the perturbed Wolf snarled as a filthy black raven landed on a fiery autumn tree limb above him.

“It wasn’t the Pumpkin King,” Dana replied shaking her head as she rested her appealing hand atop the aviator’s warm fuzzy paw.

“I saw it with my own eyes, Dana. Pumpkin Puss destroyed my Crossfire and went after the Hornet; his appetite for destruction is insatiable!” Ryan countered as his strong fluffy fist struck the crispy fried fuselage.

The voluptuous Vamp calmly dropped a bombshell, “I created the legend of the Pumpkin King to keep Bluey out of the pumpkin patch.” Dana stopped, looked around, leaned towards Ryan, and whispered, “It’s where I store my secret cache of Halloween candies. She gave him a wink and let the tall dark handsome Werewolf ponder her confession.

Ryan mentally dusted off from the 500 pound verbal bomb that Dana dropped, as the dust settled in his brain he only came to one irrational pirate hating realization; The Wolf dryly growled, “So, it was the Blueberry Queen.”

***

The blue haired ninja flashed Tara a funny look; she looked back at her faithful sweet buxom sidekick, Lady White, and politely asked, “White-sama, can you watch the bar for a minute?”

Lady White, dressed a sexy devil, closed her eyes and nodded her head, “Sure thing Blue-sama!”

Blue grabbed Tara by the wrist and whisked her away into a back room; she pushed the amused Wolf into the room, looked it see if anyone was looking, and slammed the door shut. She folded her arms under her ample chest and huffed, “What’s gotten into you, Tara?”

“Don’t be coy with me,” Tara replied still purring away as she placed her hands on her delicate hips, “I know what you did to Dana.” She leaned forward as her eyes sparkled, “I know all about the ninshine you placed in her soda.”

“Ninshine? Er, uh, um, ah, isn’t that stuff illegal,” the squirming tap dancing ninja replied.


“Illegal as hell!” Tara laughed as she sported a smug smile, “You and Dana have shared the title of Ms. Kunoichi for the past three years. Blue flashed a nervous smile as Tara continued to tell her tale as she slowly walked around the sweating still squirming blue haired ninja, “So you devised a devious plan to inebriate Dana, thus you’d be a shoo-in to win the title.” Tara picked up an index finger, “But there’s one slight miscalculation on your part.”

“And, uh, that is?” the anxious kunoichi replied as she played with her nervous fingers.

“Captain America was supposed to be the judge and he’s been called away on urgent Avenger business by order the American President, which leaves Ryan as the backup,” she quickly changed the subject as she continued, “Really though, Bluey, I don’t know what you see in either of them, Red X, or Iron Fist for that matter.” Tara stopped, placed her hands on Blue’s tense shoulders and cooed in her ear, “Ryan’s with that tramp, Dana, he inadvertently drank some of the tainted soda.”

Blue’s violet eyes exploded with fear as Tara exploded into a hideous laughter; she just wanted Dana out of the way so she could win the title, not harm her precious Ryan-kun, he was her numero uno pilot! Blue quickly spun around and saw Tara’s eyes glowing green. The blue haired ninja narrowed her now angry violet’s, “You!”
“Yes, my child,” the Temptress of Malevolence replied as she shifted her weight to her right hip and placed her soft hand on top, “I must say, Tara’s been an excellent host.”

No sooner had she finished that Tara started to cough uncontrollably; the host of the Temptress fell to her knees as she continued to cough. The coughing Wolf suddenly started to wheeze as she placed her hand onto her bust.
Blue quickly knelt down next to Tara; she placed her hands on her shoulders as she asked with great concern, “Tara-sama are you alright?”

“Quite,” she coldly answered and used her Force enhanced speed to grab Blue cheek’s and pulled the stunned ninja onto her ruby red lips; the Temptress gave Blue a big kiss as the skilled Kunoichi vainly fought to push away, seconds later the Temptress released her host and Tara fell to the floor.

The cautious ninja took a few steps back as the moaning Wolf slowly rose to a knee; the haggard woman brushed some locks of silky raven hair aside and looked up at blue, her electric blue eyes had returned. The ninja and Wolf started a staring contest, one that Tara would break as she uttered, “Wow, I forgot what it’s like to be evil.”

***

The ear splitting raucous pirate music ended as Ryan’s sharp claw hit the stop button on Dana’s CD player, Ryan knew he had been set up; he looked back at sexy succubus and expected to see her pointing her wicked side arms at him.
Instead, the smug ninja had folded her arms in front of her chest as Ryan turned around, the Werewolf asked, “Why?”

The vampires ninja waltzed up next to her mortal enemy and pushed another button. Duran Duran’s ‘Hungry like the Wolf’ began to play as she momentarily gazed into his dark eyes and sashayed away. She continued to remain silent as put her hands up, gracefully twirled around and faced Ryan, “The Haunted Woods are the only safe place where a Vampiress and Werewolf can mate.”

Ryan put his furry arms out and replied, “Why tonight? We could’ve done this anytime after we rescued Bluey from Dr. Doom’s Castle.”

Dana gave him a wanton look before she gave him her back and purred, “Because.” Ryan’s ears perked up as his super sensitive Lycan hearing could hear her zipper unzipping. The curious Wolf tilted his head as she continued, “Tonight’s the only time a Vampiress is,” Dana continued as she turned around giving Ryan an eyeful of her impressive 36c bust, “Fertile.”

She threw her head back, her silky brown hair bounce in place as she took a deep breath causing her nearly freed breasts to jiggle; she shifted her wait to her right hip and rested her soft hands on her hips. The luscious seductress licked her intoxicating glossy red lips, “Like what you see, babe?”

His fluffy tail and furry ears stood at attention as his eyes filled with unadulterated lust; the Wolf most definitely liked what he saw. Dana could easily see that, Ryan’s wet slobbering drooling tongue was dangling a millimeter from the damp foggy ground.

***

Lady Blue helped Tara up; she wrapped her arm around the Jedi’s waist and walked her out into the hall, “Are you alright?”

Tara placed a hand on her head and moaned, “I think so.” She shook her head as she looked down at the floor, “Gods, I’ve never felt that kind of intoxicating power before.”

Blue was about to reply when her sensitive ninja nose picked up a foul scent; she stopped and sniffed the air. Tara smelt it too; she grimaced as the two looked at each other, grimacing. “What’s that smell?” Lady Blue.

Tara winced as she replied, “Whatever it is; it’s pretty damned ripe!”

“Gross,” Blue grimaced and walked Tara back out to the bar. Mercifully the smell dissipated; Tara flicked her wrist, moments later her skirt flew into her awaiting hands.

***

The smug vamp took a couple of steps towards the fully aroused Wolf; suddenly she lost her footing and stumbled into him. Ryan caught her and looked down at her, “Dana, are you alright?”

She slowly picked up her light head and looked at him with her glassy red eyes, Dana saw two blurry dark Wolves and replied as she weakly wrapped a soft arm around his fuzzy body, “No, babe. I’m very dizzy.”

Ryan bent his knees as was about to effortlessly pick her up when his knees buckled; his knees sunk into the damp ground as they kissed the foggy terra firma. The dazed Wolf shook his head as he labored to breathe; he fell backwards, taking the wobbly Vampiress with him as he hit the ground hard.

***

Xu was carefully poured the rancid concoction into the transmorgafier refiner; it would take mixture and refine it to a higher yield as well as duplicating the liquid. He closed the little hatch as he let out a low evil snicker; he glanced over at the control pad. His eyes widen as he realized he made a miscalculation, the red light was blinking; only scant seconds left till detonation, “Oh drat.” A split second later a toxic green mushroom cloud of smoke enveloped the tavern.

The locals exited the tavern coughing, gasping, and gagging at the putrid rancid toxic green gas that filled the watering hole. Lady Blue and Lady White helped a hacking coughing Tara out of the tavern; the toxic smell did nothing to help her after her little encounter with the Temptress.

“That’s it!” Croc thundered, “Next time the Higher Power says to eat at Taco Bell, I’m saying HELL NO!”

Ch’p flew out behind Crocodile; the little Green Lantern had a green mask over his head as he helped direct traffic out into the parking lot. “That’s the last time I bring a triple refried double stuffed burrito for Croc,” Chp commented.

The erotic and very sophisticated Talia ah-Ghul marched out taking a drag on her long cigarette, she was quite revolted to say the least; “At least Ryan didn’t turn me into a Werewolf this year,” she huffed as she marched out the Tavern wildly waving her hand in the air.

Xu staggered out and belched a single puffy greenish cloud of smoke. He looked sorta like a raccoon; his face was totally toxic green except for the light spot around his eyes, where his safety goggles were.

He stopped a few steps in front of the door, blankly blinking as patrons continued to pour out of the smoky rancid smelly bar. A dog walked out the woods and sat in front of the evil doctor, the pooches tail began to wag as another dog sauntered out. It, too, sat down in front of the mind numb Asian man; Xu looked down at the happy canines. A few seconds later, a few more walked up as they wagged their happy tails; off in the woods he could hear a pack of dogs howling at the full moon.
Xu realized he had made another terrifying blunder, Lady Blue didn’t find him irresistible; it was the mangy dogs! To his chagrin Lady Blue’s loveable dog, Sturmer strolled out; he stopped and sat down. The massive Mastiff’s eyes transformed into a pair of crimson pumping hearts; unadulterated fear gripped Xu’s face, canines-including Sturmer, not Lady Blue, found him totally irresistible! He ran away screaming his lungs out as the happy yipping yapping barking dogs followed in his horror filled wake.

Dana awoke with her head on fire, she opened her burning eyes. The Tan ninja could sense she was in the donut shop; the whole room was spinning at warp speed. Mercifully the room slowed to impulse speed and the wildly spinning kaleidoscope of color became the donut shop. The dizzy Kunoichi felt she was lying atop a warm body, she looked down and saw a blur, her eyes couldn’t focus, “Ryan, is that you babe?” she weakly asked.

Ryan was lying on the cold tile floor; he awoke in utter pain as well, his right arm was wrapped around her petite waist. He gently rubbed her back as he moaned, “Mom never said it would be like this.”

Dana brushed a few strands of haggard hair from her eyes, “You alright?”

“Besides the back, neck, and excruciating headache, I’m beautiful,” Ryan faintly answered as his other hand gently caressed her hand, “You?”

The woozy Kunoichi realized she was still wearing her smexy outfit; she looked down at herself and saw her top unzipped down to a dangerous level, a copious amount of inviting cleavage was bursting forth onto Ryan’s bare masculine chest. She grabbed her top and looked back up at Ryan, “Did we do anything?”

“All I remember is a neurotic dream,” Ryan replied rolling his burning head over onto the cool tile floor.

“Dream,” Dana took several deep breaths; sending her ample cleavage heaving, “You had it too?” she finished as she shook her brown head. It was something else the two had shared since joining their energies before they rescued Lady Blue from the grubby clutches of one Victor von Doom.

The Kunoichi wrapped her soft arm under Ryan’s aching body, and helped him sit up. She placed her warm soft hands on his cheeks and pulled him in for a gentle kiss; Ryan slowly returned it, this one would’ve become fiery if not for their near splitting headaches.

Their wits slowly returned to them as they broke away from their kiss, Ryan lay his head on Dana’s soft shoulder and suddenly smelled something rotten in the shop; Dana smelt it to.

“Ew, what’s that smell?” a grimacing Dana asked.

“I hope I didn’t leave your special batch out all night,” Ryan replied looking back at the slowly spinning counter.

The aching Kunoichi shook her head, “No, it smells like six week old fermented wolf urine.”
“Uh, how would you know about that?”

Dana tried to smile, “Remember last Halloween, I didn’t kiss you, remember? I was with Blue as she made ‘Wolf’s Passion’.”

“Oh,” Ryan replied as he remembered every single woman he kissed or was kissed by transformed into a Werewolf, it wasn’t a pretty sight.

Moments later she gently lay Ryan down onto her soft plush bed, “Better babe?” she warmly asked.

“Mmm, much,” Ryan replied trying to smile as his temples continued to painfully throb.

Dana rubbed his forehead and slowly rose, she zipped herself up and walked into her kitchen. She brought back two water bottles and something for Ryan to take.
Moments later Dana laid her tired head down on his hard masculine chest; Ryan wrapped his arm around her shoulders and the two went back to sleep.

Their beauty sleep lasted a nanosecond as loud obnoxious banging could be heard followed by a muffled, “Dana-kins!” Even though the voice of one Lady Blue was muffled, Ryan and Dana could hear the franticness as she continued, “Dana-kins!”
The aching duo winced with every pounding of the steel door by the desperate ninja. Their collective heads throbbed harder with every nauseating pound on the door by Bluey’s furious fist. A wincing Dana slowly rose up as Ryan placed his steadying hands on her hips; she staggered to the door as Lady Blue continued to pound the pain deeper into Dana and Ryan’s throbbing brains, “Dana-kins!”

The door opened as fast as it could, revealing a blood shot eyed tired Kunoichi, she half growled, “Bluey, what do you want?”

Blue flashed a nervous smile as she gazed upon her handy work, “Uh,” she replied nervously and paused for a few awkward seconds before she finished, “Have you seen Ryan-kun?”

Dana picked up on Blue’s actions immediately, she still may have been under the influence of a mind numbing hangover, but she knew her best friend like the back of her soft hand. Miss Tan narrowed her blood red eyes and growled, “Bluey, what did you do?”

Before Lady Blue could tilt her head, close her violet eyes and flash her trade mark, fake, innocent smile and reply, a large black furry arm hastily grabbed her and pulled the stunned ninja in; Dana’s scowl quickly turned into a smirk as she shut the triple reinforced steel door and locked it.

A muffled, “Ryan-kun! My, what big,” could be heard, followed by an uneasy gulp until it faded away.

***

Elsewhere, a certain Jedi awoke still dressed in the previous night’s attire. Tara took her silky mini skirt off and dropped it as she staggered to her bathroom. She clumsily removed her cheerleading top, revealing a silky white bra. One could see a slight hint of her reddish brown nipples as she stood in front of the mirror.
She rubbed her tired eyes, the sleepy She-Wolf opened them and froze in her tracks as she saw a hooded figure standing next to her reflection in the mirror. The pissed Jedi whisked around to face the Temptress.

The Wolf’s eyes glowed a deathly emerald as she smiled sinisterly. She glanced back down at her hostess incredible body. Tara faced the mirror as a soft hand explored her scintillating image; she put her head back and purred, “Mmm,” as her soft hand rubbed her neck. The Temptress ran Tara’s other hand through her soft silky jet black hair. The smug angel looked back at the mirror and smiled, “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you Tara?”

Her glowing green eyes momentarily flickered a fiery red as the image replied, “Yes!”