Could write where penny turns the reader but she only needs blood kind like a vampire where penny helps her with feeding and it’s all very sexy daddy teaching (if your into that) kisses 💋🖤
Ahh I know this took longer than expected but I struggled a little with how to write it, I hope you enjoy it nevertheless ❤️)
The pains in your stomach grew larger and larger by the minute, god you had never felt so hungry. No. Not hungry. Starved. A hunger like this was of no other, it was a craving, a want, a desperation and a desire. A desire for blood.
You looked at your reflection in the cracked mirror that sat proudly mounted on the wall in the of the abandoned Neibolt house. It was one of the few items that had held its place strongly on the fragile nail that held it in the decaying wall. You smoothed your hand down your cheek, focusing on your now ever changed eyes. Your right eye was the same as always, the same colour you had grown up with all these years, while the left was now a strong amber that seemed to illuminate your cheek. You had wondered what this held for your future now, and had often wondered what would happen to your family, once you didn’t grow old with them.
Pennywise had bitten you, but with no intention of eating you or actually causing you harm, from what you can remember, the bite felt like an electric shock coursing through your veins. After a few seconds you had blacked out, but when you came too, you remembered lights. Bright, beautiful lights. Two? No no, three. Definitely three. But you remember one began to flicker, it seemed to fade against the other two, but then you blacked out again.When you finally woke up properly, you were lied snuggled up against Pennywise, who had proudly announced to you that he had gifted you one of his Deadlights. That now you were officially his, you belonged to him, and now he could keep you forever.
The memory of the transition was still fuzzy, and you had to admit you were frightened of what was in store, but the fright was washed over by all the adrenaline you could feel practically burning your skin. You focused on your one yellow eye, admiring it for a while, before attempting to turn it back to your natural colour. You squished up your nose and and glared at yourself, when you heard a chuckle behind you.
You turned, coming face to face with Pennywise, who was leaning against the rickety staircase, his hands lying weightlessly atop one another, and his feet crossed over each other. You felt your cheeks grow pink at his remark, and the fact he had seen you pull such silly faces
“It will take time to get used to, human” The being spoke, before cocking his head to the side with a raised brow.
“Hmm….you aren’t a full human anymore….ill have to call you Demi-human” The creature said with a smirk.
“You could call me by my name?” You said with a small smile.
“Yes, I suppose I could. But I have an eternity for that, I may as well enjoy as many names as I can think of before I begin calling you by your name, dear”You rolled your eyes with a giggle. “Whatever you want”
“What I want is to take you on your first hunt. Your hungry aren’t you?”
You tried to deny it. The idea of eating a human just made your stomach turn and caused you to feel physically ill. Pennywise could tell from the look on your face exactly why you were worried, but outstretched his hand to you gracefully.
“No need to fret, little one. Trust ol Pennywise, wont you?” He said, the corners of his lips curling up into a devilishly sweet smile. You anxiously took his hand. You couldn’t put off eating any longer, and if this was going to be the norm from now on….you may as well start sooner than later. “I….I trust you”
A body now lie at your feet, lying on its chest. The body was that of a male, maybe mid 40s, dark thinning hair and a rather rough build. Pennywise towered over the body covered in blood, rather proud of his catch and that he could now teach you a proper way to feed. You couldn’t help but feel ill. Weather it was your deprived stomach or the fact you were actually about to eat part of a person, you couldn’t tell.
“Stop stressing, sweet thing. You don’t have to eat him” Pennywise spoke.You looked up at him, pale with the idea of feasting on the flesh of another.
A smirk crept upon ITs features, before it plonked down on the leaf covered ground of the forest, patting the space next to it. You slowly sat beside him, watching as he looked into your eyes, gazing at your one bubbling yellow.
“You do not require that much sustenance. Simply blood. You are not as powerful as Pennywise. You do not need as much food”
You blinked. “I only have to drink blood….? That….that still makes me kinda nauseous.”
“As it would. But human food will not fully sustain you anymore. You will need to drink blood as well. Whereas human food has no benefit to me. I could eat it if I wished, but it wouldn’t ever be able to fill my belly, no matter how much I consumed.”
You felt a sense of relief at still being able to eat human food, but your main food source now had to be blood, and you had to admit, the smell emitting from the body gradually became sweet, pulling you in. You felt yourself go stiff, staring down at the body with your mouth agape, a trail or saliva dripping off your lip. Pennywise chuckled at your state, before slowly shaking your shoulder.
“You must eat” He said gently. You swallowed. You mind told you you were insane, but your body wanted to rip into the body and drink them dry.
“Same way you’d eat anything else” He remarked. “Pick a spot, bite down hard, then suck. Stop when you feel full, I don’t want to deal with whatever your sick would appear like now.”
A small smile great up onto your lips, and a small laugh escaped. You looked over at the body, wondering where to pick. Eventually, you chose the arm, thinking it would be good since you can hold it in place. You followed Pennywise’s instruction, rolling up the sleeve of the victim to reveal his pale skin that was hidden underneath the hideous sweater. You felt scared, anxious as to how human skin would feel against your teeth, how blood would taste once you considered it a meal.
“Don’t think, little one. Just bite”
You closed your eyes, suddenly lunging your head down and latching onto the male, burying your teeth into his upper arm. You felt his skin break, you could taste trickles of blood on your tongue, but not a lot. The moment blood hit your tongue it was euphoria. You were on cloud nine and you vision almost seemed to fuzz up and for a moment you could have sworn you saw stars. You desperately attempted to suck at the little open wounds, now craving the taste more than anything you had ever experienced.
“Stop, stop” Pennywise said, pulling you back. You looked at him with an angry glare, not very pleased to have been pulled away from what was probably the most amazing substance of all time.
“You didn’t bite hard enough, see” He said, pointing at the bite mark now imprinted on the males arm. You could see the dents of all your little human teeth, some which had broken skin and exposed the blood.
“You will get sharper teeth soon, dear. But until then you have to get your grip stronger. You would be there for weeks trying to feed from a wound that small.” You sighed, licking the small remains of blood off of your bottom lip.
“Here” He said, swiftly swiping his head down, bearing his fangs and jamming his teeth straight into the same spot you did. The second his teeth connected with the skin, a fountain of blood came pouring out and your eyes widened with glee. He sat back up, licking the remains off of his face.
You didn’t need much more of an invitation and latched on once more to the gaping open wound, sucking up mouthfuls of blood at a time. Pennywise watched you with a deep stare. Something about this picture before him was doing something to him. Watching his darling little human drink a human dry of their blood, seeing you so eagerly attack the wound with your mouth, practically being able to see your tongue swirling around inside your cheeks. He let out a low growl, feeling a sense of arousal watching you feed.
Not much later, you lifted your head with a gasp, your mouth, cheeks and chin dripping with the remains of your meal. You swallowed and looked over and Pennywise with a smile full of bloodied teeth, feeling very accomplished with yourself. “What a beautiful performance, sweet thing” He said with a smirk. He lent over and grabbed your hair, yanking you forward and crashing his lips into yours. You were taken back by the sudden action, but simply melted into him while he forced his tongue into your mouth, tasting all the blood you had just feasted on. He slowly pulled away, a tainted string of saliva connecting you both.
“A very beautiful performance, indeed” He smirked deeply.
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