cursed vampire

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• part of the fantasy world and one world with "wizard: of the world"

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Arkan's footsteps echoed in the darkness of the forest. His breath was ragged, his heart beating fast in his chest

"I have to get out of here..." he whispered, trying to calm himself

But his steps stopped when the mist in front of him opened, revealing a graceful figure with long white hair and glowing red eyes. He stood there, like the ruler of the night. The black dress with red accents fluttered softly, while strange chains dangled from the woman's feet

"Stop running, Arkan" a soft but deadly voice sounded from her lips

Arkan froze, unable to move, In an instant, sharp claws shot towards him, gripping his body

Causing Arkan to faint in an instant

What Arkan didn't know, the person or rather the creature brought him into the creature's residence

After entering the luxurious residence or castle

The creature took him into a room where the creature or could be called a cute girl bit Arkan's neck

Where Arkan slowly became small like the girl

Arkan's hair which was originally yellow slowly became white

And his body slowly became feminine and his skin became soft and not rough like a man's skin

Slowly Arkan's cock was pulled into his body and his genitals became a vagina

A vagina ready to be fertilized by his chosen beloved partner

Arkan woke up with a gasp, His body felt different

Slowly, he felt her skin was smooth and pale, Then, she saw her reflection in the large mirror on the side of the room, The figure she saw made her want to scream.

Long white hair hung down her back, decorated with a large red ribbon, Her skin was as white as porcelain, her eyes were as red as blood, and her body was petite as a living doll, The strange clothes she was wearing looked like a costume with black and red accents

“This can’t be…” he whispered in a softer voice than usual

The door opened slowly, The figure of a cute girl appeared with a satisfied smile on her face

“Welcome, my daughter arcelia, introduce myself Lysara von Eisenhart” the girl said

“I am not Arcelia!” Arkan shouted, tears of anger glistening in his eyes

“What did you do to me?!”

Lysara von Eisenhart walked closer, her feminine hands gently stroking Arkan's hair and said

"You have no choice, You are my daughter, and you will learn to be what I want"

slowly Lysara von Eisenhart approached and forced his mouth open and she inserted her tongue into Arkan's tongue

After that Lysara took out her tongue and said

"That's your first training, my daughter"

After that she left Arkan's room

The first day of Arkan's training began without mercy, Lysara von Eisenhart forced him to wear complicated clothes, a white and red layered dress, complete with high heels that he had difficulty balancing

"Lift your chin, sit gracefully, You are my proud daughter" ordered Lysara von Eisenhart

"I am not a doll!" Arkan denied, he pulled the strap of his dress roughly, trying to tear it

Lysara smiled coldly before snapping her fingers, Instantly, excruciating pain spread from Arkan's body, he fell to the floor

"That's a small punishment" Lysara approached Arkan and whispered softly

"Every rebellion will end like this"

Day after day, the punishment continued, Arkan was forced to learn to walk, dance, speak softly, even smile in a feminine and graceful way, Every time he refused, the pain destroyed him, little by little

Arkan's punishment started from kissing to Arkan's vagina being licked by Lysara or even Arkan's vagina being rammed by Lysara's vagina

"I have to practice perfectly otherwise she will make me addicted to this punishment" thought Arkan

Time passed cruelly, Arkan's body finally began to get used to the dress, heels, and graceful movements, But in his heart, he still rebelled

One night, Lysara took Arkan to the great hall, In the middle of the room, a tall mirror stood

"Look at yourself, Arcelia” Lysara ordered

Arkan looked at his reflection, His white hair was tied with a large ribbon, an intricate black and white dress wrapped around his petite body, In his hand, he held a red heart-shaped ornament, a symbol of obedience given by Madame Lysara

“This is not me” her voice trembled, almost inaudible

“Accept yourself, you are beautiful, Arcelia, you were born for this” Lysara von Eisenhart stood behind him, both her hands holding Arkan’s shoulders

Arkan stared at the reflection. The figure in front of him was no longer himself

“I... I...” said Arkan

Arkan slowly learned to control the changes in his face and his body movements, he would learn to make her believe that he was her daughter

Lysara smiled, knowing that Arkan’s mentality had not changed but she would change him into her cutest daughter

Although his body was now covered in I am like the “princess” that Lysara von Eisenhart wanted, Arkan’s soul had not completely given up, One night, he found a chance to escape

The chains that usually bound his feet were now loose, With light steps but a heart full of fear, he ran down the dark corridor of the castle, However, Madame Lysara’s soft voice echoed in his mind

“You can’t get away from me, my princess”

Suddenly, Arkan fell, Madame Lysara stood at the end of the corridor with a triumphant smile

“Why do you keep fighting?”

Arkan got up with difficulty

"Because I'm not your daughter, damn vampire"

"I guess you haven't given up then" said Lysara before pouncing on Arkan

She ripped Arkan's clothes and slowly licked Arkan and before putting Arkan's breasts into her mouth where Lysara's tongue would lick Arkan's breasts

"If physical punishment can't change then I'll change your punishment to pleasure punishment" said Lysara

She after doing that, she snapped her fingers and made Arkan unable to move or speak, she would make sure Arkan was addicted to his beloved "mother"

What Arkan didn't know was that every vampire would choose a favorite partner, the vampire would be addicted to his favorite, and if the vampire was impregnated by his partner

their children would be girls and none of their children would be sons and would all be girls

even though they were mother and daughter

If her "daughter" was unable to obey her beloved "mother" according to vampire law, her "mother" would make her "daughter" addicted to her beloved "mother"

Slowly Arkan's tongue was licked by force Lysara, she will make sure that every inch of her "daughter's" body will be licked by her beloved "mother", she will make sure that her mother that aristocratic elegance and femininity she will penetrate every soul and body of her daughter

After hours of licking Arkan's tongue, Arkan fainted, she slowly took off his pants, and she smiled seeing the liquid in her daughter's pants

and she also took off her clothes wearing only her pants and bra

She also opened her pants and showed her vagina

"I think mother will teach you manners" said Lysara with a smile

Lysara rammed her vagina into Arkan's vagina causing Arkan's vagina to release clear fluid, and she also released white fluid

After hours, Lysara's vagina rammed Arkan's vagina, she was even addicted to her daughter

"I think my virginity was taken by you my daughter"

"I think I'm the one who is addicted to you arcelia, oh my daughter" said Lysara

"But it's okay, I will make you addicted to me like I am addicted to you" said Lysara while her eyes slowly became love

Several years later, his physical punishment turned into mental punishment, where he would be given sexual punishment

And Arkan also found a strange law of vampires, where every vampire would choose a favorite partner, the vampire would be addicted to his favorite, and if the vampire was impregnated by his partner

their children would be girls and none of their children would be sons and would all be girls

even though they were mother and daughter

So Arkan knew that his "mother" would make him addicted to the damn vampire

Arkan stood on the castle balcony, his eyes staring at the forest that he once wanted to pass through, The night wind caressed his face, Now, his body was upright in a soft white dress, his silver hair flowing freely

And Arkan now knows that on the surface his mother is a rich and influential nobleman, Arkan suspects that his mother used magic to make the "the humans" think that Lysara is a nobleman and a rich person

and made their castle look white even though it was actually black like a ghost castle

 oh wait

"The humans?" thought arkan

 Lysara approached from behind, her fingers gently touching Arkan's shoulder

"Are you happy now, Arcelia?"

"I don't know..." arcelia or arkan turned, a faint smile adorned her face

But in her eyes, something had changed, Had she accepted her fate, or was she just resting before fighting back or even running away?