I woke the next afternoon with a large smile on my face despite my little flirt with disaster the previous night. There was a little extra spring in my step, a little more oomph to my routine. I finished my shower in half the usual time it normally took and devoured my breakfast in a record breaking 10 seconds… faster than normal.

“C’est Friday (c’est Friday)~ Tout les poneys sont happy (tout les poneys sont happy!)~” I sang as I gathered the stuff I would need for school. It was an old song; one my music teacher used to sing to us back in grade school. He had said it was a combination of French and English that basically meant: it’s Friday, everypony’s happy. He was the pony who got me started on dubtrot, and it only got better from there.

But that’s a story for another time.

I had all my stuff ready with well over an hour of daylight left, so I decided to spend my time sucking up the rays. It was blissful, to feel the warmth of the sun suffuse me. I lay down on the hard dirt next to my house and splayed my legs out around me, trying to expose every inch of fur I could. I was so relaxed a Vampony could have walked right up to me and sucked me dry without my noticing.

But all good things have to come to an end. With an annoyed sigh I picked myself up as the sun disappeared; I was in danger now, and survival was once again my priority. As I put my shades on and took my saddlebags, I considered what the best course of action would be in response to Octavia’s attempted rape. I didn’t want to just blow it off as a night-to-night occurrence, because doing that would tempt her into trying again, and that might put ideas in the other Vamponies’ heads. Confronting her seemed pointless, seeing as she had already apologised. Maybe the best course of action was just to distance myself from her. If I gave her the cold shoulder like I do to every other Vampony, she’d probably back off. If not, well, that’s why I carry light spray.

My mind was made up. She might have been a potential acquaintance before, but she blew her chance; I was surrounded by enemies, and that would never change. Inside I felt my heart squeeze. I knew the isolation was slowly killing me; it wouldn’t be too long before my craving for a lover drove me to suicide, but I intended to draw out my life for as long as possible.

With those cheery thoughts in mind, I saw the school in the distance. Upon approaching it, I realised that a familiar Vampony was waiting at the doors for something. Something like me…

“Hey Vinyl!” Octavia shouted, a little too enthusiastically.

My eyes narrowed, but of course she couldn’t see that. I walked right past her, not even sparing her a passing glance, although once again she couldn’t tell.
I heard her trot up next to me. “Vinyl, I’m sorry about yesterday; I really am. The scent… I wasn’t thinking straight. Please, you need to understand, I didn’t mean it.”

I stopped and turned towards her. She was watching me closely, waiting for my reaction. I thought I saw something glint in her eyes; lust maybe? But it disappeared in an instant, leaving a concerned, sad face behind. “Please give me another chance, I’ll do better.”

She was displaying an oddly large amount of emotions for a Vampony. It was making me suspicious. Vamponies are supposed to be heartless bastards, the type to love ya and leave ya. Was she just trying to get another go at my body? Was she actually trying to be friends?

I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt; if she tried to corner me again, I’d just magic her away, maybe slam her head into a wall this time. “Aright, fine, but you better be telling the truth.” She gave me a huge smile in return, way too big for a Vampony. What was wrong with this girl?

This is when the alarm bells should have been going off, but since I’d never been in this type of situation before, I didn’t know how to respond. I didn’t notice how her whole stance became predatory as I turned away. I didn’t think that she might be plotting how to kill me at that very moment. I didn’t realise just how much danger I was in.

So I moved on. I went to my hunting class and then to my math class with no trepidation. They passed normally, with no indication that it might be my last time seeing the teachers or discussing why fractions multiplied by the inverse to resolve a division, whatever that meant. The night felt normal.

Until lunch.

I lined up to get my meat as I always do, and I still didn’t foresee any trouble. If anything, tonight was seeming like an even better night than usual; no Vampony had hit on me, cat called me, hell, I might not even be getting as many stares as usual. In fact, if it wasn’t for the fact that I always do my best to keep a level head and avoid bad situations, I would have thought yesterday was a bad dream.

So when a certain grey earth Vampony trotted up next to me at the register, threw down her own meal and proclaimed she was paying for both, I just let her do it. When she directed me over to the same table we were at yesterday, I just went along with it.

“So, I guess I’m forgiven?” She asked shyly.

I nodded, closing my eyes and smiling at her. And that was the last mistake I’d ever make.

As I opened them, I saw the predatory gaze. I saw her move around the table, and I felt her fur when she leaned in close to me. I felt her breath on my ear.

“That’s a good little pony.”

And I froze. She knew. She knew, and I was dead.

“Don’t move, or I’ll bite you. A single step, a flare of magic; do anything, and I’ll make it clear to every Vampony here.” She whispered.

I obeyed her, but my heart started racing. My face began to heat, blood rushing to my cheeks. I knew what came next; she’d smell it, and she’d lose control. If she’d been hoping to cut some type of deal, it’d be lost when the other Vamponies saw the blush colouring my cheeks. She’d get first dibs, of course, but she’d have to share my body with the others. Maybe that’s what she’d wanted; to get me alone, all to herself.

It’s funny how calm you become when you know your life is over. Despite my body’s activity, and half my brain trying to find a way out, I felt calm. I wouldn’t have to hide anymore. I was free to go to Celestia’s after life and bath is sunlight for the rest of my days. I could find a nice stallion who would finally satisfy me after years of chastity.

“Calm down; I don’t want the other Vamponies knowing; I want you all to myself.” She said.

And I did. My body knew my time had come, an irrevocable fact. My heart slowed down and my blood returned to its normal flow. “How did you know?” Even my whisper was calm, my words void of any fear.

“I wasn’t sure until you smiled at me. Ever since yesterday, I was wondering about you; adding up the facts. A virgin Vampony, quite the rarity. Is it because you honestly dislike sex, or perhaps because you can’t have sex? And in the bathroom, I thought I felt something when I was pressed up against you. It felt like a twitch, but now I realise what it was; blood, flowing through the veins. Last night I was puzzling about you; I thought maybe, just maybe you could be a pony. So I decided to test you. The smile this morning, the out flow of emotions, it would have put any Vampony on edge. You, however, reacted as if it was perfectly normal. You didn’t flinch away, nor did you ask me if I needed medical help. And just a moment ago, your smile was too wide. It wasn’t much, but put it all together, and there’s only one answer.”

I felt her smile in my ear. “So, will you allow me the grace of eating you alone, or will I have to share.”

Suddenly my brain kick started itself. Maybe I wasn’t dead yet. A plan came to me, and not even Celestia herself would have thought it up faster.

“I’ll make you a deal; if you let me finish my school night, we can go back to my place after, just you and me. Can you wait that long?” It was a stupid plan, playing entirely on her greed. If she accepted, I might be able to get her back home. If it was just the two of us, with my magic and my light spray, maybe, just maybe…

“I was hoping you would say that.” With my limited field of vision, I saw her pull something out of the bag she was wearing. I watched as she slipped a golden band over my horn, and suddenly I felt as if a part of me was being squished by an Ursa Major. She’d put a magic inhibitor on me! “And just to be sure.” I felt her reach into the bag I was carrying, a smaller version of my saddle bags, and pull out the small canister of light spray. “I suppose you won’t be needing these anymore.”

And just like that, my hope evaporated. “Yup, guess I’m screwed now.”

“You didn’t honestly think I’d let you have any chance of escape, did you? That ring will only come off if I take it off. And, how lucky, we have both of our after midnight classes together, so you can’t run~.”

I sighed. “You’re pretty amazing, you know? I suppose at this point all I can say is it’ll be an honour to end up in such a smart belly.”

She smiled again before throwing our lunches out, uneaten. “Hey!” I protested.

“Oh, come now.” She said as she slid in next to me on the same chair. “You probably can’t stand that stuff. And as for me, well, I’ll need to be completely empty so I can get as much of you down while you’re still fresh.” She winked suggestively.

It felt odd, being spoken to as nothing more than food. I belonged to her now; she could kill me whenever she wanted with a single sentence. “So, what now?”

“Now we go to Phys Ed, where I’ll watch you bounce around for the last time. Then we’ll finish off our night and you’ll take me home. You can guess what happens then.”

Of course I could. We made our way to the gymnasium and changed into our tight spandex shorts that honestly did very little to hide, well, anything. Tonight we were playing badminton, one on one. Gee, what a coincidence? Octavia immediately claimed me as a partner, leading me over to the court that was closest to the filly’s room. Such a considerate Vampony, wanting nothing more than to give me the possibility of fleeing in case of sweat.

She destroyed me, of course. I saw no reason to put any effort into my game, seeing as I’d be dead in an hour or so. From Phys Ed we went to Music. I sighed as I approached my turntables. Somehow, remixing boring Vampony music seemed even more drab tonight then it was normally. I raised my hoof and asked the teacher if I could leave early; I wasn’t feeling good. Since we were on good terms, she didn’t question it. When Octavia offered to walk me home, she hesitated, pointing out that Octavia was already very far behind. Octavia shot her a death glare, and she shut right up, waving her out.

From there I went to my locker and grabbed my things with Octavia breathing down my neck every step of the way. We began the trek home in silence and at a rather slow pace, because was it crazy for me to want to enjoy my last walk through the city? She didn’t say anything, matching my pace. I could almost hear her thoughts: “I’ll wait, because it’s worth it.”

“So, you seem to have quite the… influential stare.” I said. If I was going to die, might as well ask any questions I still had.

“It’s a long story.” She said.

“We have a long walk.”

“…Very well then, since it IS your final night. Don’t think it’ll change the outcome of the near future.

“I’ve had an overactive libido. I know that for your kind, all Vamponies seem to have that, but I’m special. I can hardly go a night without bucking something. My parents have hired two stallions whose sole purpose is to keep me satisfied. They’re my maids and my sex slaves.

“However, my parents aren’t fans of the common folk. My family is practically royalty, and royalty doesn’t ‘Sleep around.’ My parents forbid me from bucking with any Vampony asides my slaves. They say it’s ‘To keep our royal bloodline pure.’

“Well, I got tired of listening to them. During a heat a few weeks ago, I picked up three colts from school and had an orgy. A teacher walked in on us and joined the fun. Soon enough, I’d taken around 12 stallions, and I was still raring to go. Unfortunately, the principal had heard of our endeavors. My parents paid him good money to keep an eye on me, so by the 13th stallion, my mother showed up. That night did not end well.

“I was grounded for the next two weeks, and was forbidden from having any sex. My hoof got a lot of action over the course of those two weeks, but it was never enough. I could keep rubbing for hours on end without getting any relief, probably because of the heat.

“During that time, my parents organised a transfer. They paid the school a lot of money to make sure it wouldn’t happen again. Of course, I’m not keen for it to happen again; I can’t go another two weeks without sex. The moment my punishment was over, I got my two slaves to take turns riding me for the better part of the night. It took hours for me to finally feel full.

“That’s why the music teacher was hesitant to let me leave. But she caved, most ponies do.”

It took some time for me to absorb all that, but after she finished, I had to smile. “I guess that explains why you weren’t in the cafeteria yesterday.”

“It also explains why I’m so interested in you. A virgin! Believe me; I had no intention of letting YOU get away. I would have paid thousands for a night with you. Now, I get something better; the finest meat. Which reminds me, h-”

“We’re here.”

She turned to look forward. I felt a tear form in my eye. This house was where I was born and raised. I cast my first spell in it. I hid out for nights in it, during the invasion. This house was my birthplace and my safe haven.

And now it would be my grave. What a terrible way to end my Friday night.

“Take your time; I’ve waited for a few hours, another minute or two won’t kill me.” She said. I could hear her tummy rumbling in anticipation.

“No, there’s no point. We might as well just get this over with.” I said as I put the key in the lock. “Welcome to my humble abode.” I said as I waved my hoof at the room.

“Very, um, nice place you got here.” She said. I noticed that her eyes never left me. “So, where do you want to do this?” I could see she was having problems holding herself back.

And, again, my brain was stuck with the brilliance of a thousand suns.

“Wait, I have one last idea to save my life. Something that could benefit us both!”

She looked me over, curiosity momentarily overwhelming her hunger. “You have two minutes, make it good.”

“Okay, so you could eat me now, and then like, finish me later, but what happens after that?” She looked at me confusedly. “Think about it; once you’ve eaten me, what then? You’ll never again get to eat pony.”

“So you’re suggesting I just let you go?” She asked. “No deal, ready to die?”

“No, that’s not what I’m suggesting at all.” I reared up on my hind legs and opened a cupboard, pulling out a wine glass.

“What’s that for?”

“Answer me this. Would you rather have all of one pony right now, which will leave you disappointed for the rest of your life, or would you rather have an endless supply of pony blood?”

And suddenly she leaned away from me, as if I had slapped her. “Pony blood for life…” She said almost without realising it.

“All you have to do is let me live. Let me live on, and every night for the rest of my life I’ll let you drink my blood. I’ll poor it out into this cup, and you can drink it down. In the long run, you’ll get more out of it, and if you ever get tired of the deal, you can kill me and eat me. You have nothing to lose.” I almost begged.

She stared at me as if I were crazy. “You’ll do that? You’ll live the rest of your life as my blood slave, living only to supply me with blood?”

“Well, it’d be nice if I could go on living a regular life. You know, school and all. But if that’s what it takes, then yes, I’ll be your slave. What do you say?”

She gazed at me for a long time. I could hear her stomach gurgling loudly in protest, and suddenly I was scared that her hunger alone would drive her to eat me.

Then she snapped her head to the side before staring me right in the eyes. I stared right back, hoping beyond hope…

“I…”

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