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The door creaks as it opens onto the small cramped cabin, and she feels herself being pushed into the tiny space by the sheer bulk of the man accompanying her

"Well, lass, 'tisn't much, but it's warm 'n' dry, and that'll be more than any man can ask for on the mighty Keloon River, I wager!"

He barked a deafening laugh and grinned, showing his yellow teeth and fierce eyes. The greedy look on his face made the throbbing, aching *need* between her legs grow worse

"L-listen, there has been some mistake, you see--" her foot caught on the narrow bedframe and she tumbled into the bunk. The sour smell of man-sweat, grease, tar, and...was that...garlic? Her mouth started to water--from nausea! Sickening, that was what it was, a foul, sickening stench, and she had to squeeze her thighs together just to keep from throwing up!

She tried desperately to compose herself. She summoned her most commanding voice. "Sir, I need your help...with ssssomething...'mmmportant!" Damn it!, her voice came out husky and desperate, like some hussy begging for a few drops of blood.

"Oh, aye, I can see that, you little minx!"
The captain shucked off his coat, revealing his hairy chest and rippling muscles, like steel cables under fine leather. Disgusting, depraved! How any woman could stand such hairy beasts, such smelly, clumsy, handsome oafs...

This was bad. If things went on any longer, she was going to...they would...she would be...with a HUMAN! and worse, a brute, beastly, HAIRY human at that--she would put a stop to this, this was over NOW, no matter how wet and itchy her pussy was, or how much she wanted to hike up her hips bury her face in the Captain's bedclothes, and huff his delicious human mana-scent until...

"Let me guess..." He said, whipping off his belt "You've got a terrible 7-year itch. Well, you little bloodsucker, I've got just the thing!" As his trousers came down, she came face to face with his huge, fat, hairy, purple cock. She had never once even considered laying with a human man. The mere thought was revolting and degenerate. But at that moment, Viscountess Druscilla Cordrova de Panche, 14th of the noble line of Mauve and terror of the Southern Marshes could think of nothing else but pulling the giant hairy man-animal down on top of her and letting him take her body and soul.

"W-wait!", She said suddenly, one last hope of sanity clawing to the surface of her mind, "W-why don't I u-use my mouth first?" Brilliant, she would subdue him quickly and eacape. He seemed to pause to consider.

"Mmm...no, you've had more than enough to drink tonight, girlie. Besides,' he grinned again,. "I'm nothing if not a gen'leman--I'll be sure to make it good for you too!"

She moan and pressed her palms against his chest as he straddled her, lifting her long slender legs up and apart as far as the narrow bed would let him. His fat, hard member twitching and drooling all over her bare pale pussy. He pressed himself slowly, gently up against her, and she had two final thoughts: first, although she was taller than the mosquito girls by a full head, she was still much smaller than the Captain. He was going to utterly crush her underneath him, and the only thing she would be able to do would be to buck her hips and kick her dainty heels against his broad back. And second: she was going to enjoy being his plaything.

>Vampire says she wants to bathe in my blood
Is this a threat or complement or is she asking for an invitation?