A weak light illuminated the now-familiar motel room. Rommi sighed as closed the door behind her and kicked off her shoes. She really wished that the Order could afford to spare more money for professionals like herself, but it couldn't be helped. The whole operation was the most lethal and thankless charity in the world.

 

"I guess the bonuses are worth it..."

 

Rommi rubbed her neck. She had managed to treat herself as far as first aid went, but it still stung like hell. The euphoria of the bite was sadly short-lived. Rommi sometimes did grumble about how vampires were the worst for almost ruining masturbation for her, but not today. Today's fun wasn't over yet.

 

The brunette smiled. She stripped down to her tanktop as she got ready for the next act. The only other accessories that she took with her to bed were her glasses, one lens of which had a magnifying addition, and a matchbox that she dug out of her coat's pocket. Something was jostling inside of it, but it wasn't matches. Rommi only hoped that that something hadn't accidentally harmed the matchbox's more important passenger. It would have been most unfortunate.

 

She slid the top open and peered inside. The tiny vampire had been clawing at one of bottom corners in a vain attempt to dig herself out. It was all interrupted by Rommi's actions. Her colossal eye hovered over the bloodsucker's container. She seemed scared. It made the human wonder whether the vampire had even realized just how small they had become before now.

 

"There you are. Enjoy your little nap?"

 

Rommi licked one of her fingers and invaded her prey's quarters. She tried to stay in the confines of the corner to avoid it, but it was no use. One dexterous swipe was all it took to take her for a ride. Seeing and feeling the creature on her finger like this made it easier for Rommi to estimate her current size. It couldn't have been more than one millimeter at best. This bloodsucker had become nothing more than a tick, if that.

 

The tick ran, or tried to anyway. She was too small to make any meaningful headway, but the act itself delighted Rommi. Vampires were prideful creatures. They only even considered running away if they faced something that was a threat to their existence. At this very moment, that threat was Rommi's very own existence.

 

Rommi brushed her index finger with her thumb as lightly as she could manage. Focusing with her magnifying lens revealed that the vampire had taken quite a beating from being dragged what felt like a very small distance. She was still very lively. Her intense expression and mouth movements indicated that she was trying to scream something at Rommi. It was impossible for the human to hear any of it unless she'd bring her right against her ear, but she had no interest in doing so. There was no conversation to be had.

 

"You're lucky. Others might have killed you by now, but I'm not that cruel," Rommi said as she took the lancet out of the matchbox.

 

"I know what you really want."

 

The needle descended, planting itself at a safe distance half a centimeter away from the vampire. There was no blood, not yet. The puncture was too small to make it spill forth on its own, but the creature must have already smelled it. Rommi could see it in her expression, in her peeking fangs, in the way that her body started to tremble. It was adorable. It also got Rommi's own desires going, but she had to wait. The next part was very delicate.

 

"You were too horny for blood to smell it, but by now you know fully well what my blood does to you."

 

Rommi's other hand carefully wrapped two of its fingers around the sides of the one that the vampire vacated. She squeezed. The ground beneath the vampire shifted and her worst fear was finally realized. A small droplet of blood had revealed itself from the minute puncture. It was small, but it was still almost the same size as the minute vampire, if not more.

 

"But you lot are parasites. You don't drink to live."

 

Another squeeze. The droplet doubled in size. It had eclipsed the vampire and in doing so continued to creep closer to her through sheer expansion. But the vampire wasn't moving. It no longer tried to run away. All it could do was stare at the growing intoxicating mass grew bigger in front of its eyes.

 

"You live to drink."

 

One more squeeze doubled the droplet once more. It got ever so close to engulfing the bloodsucker entirely, but to Rommi's relief it didn't do so. It was painfully hard to avoid engulfing her whole existence, both physically and mentally, but Rommi didn't allow herself to. Her assisting hand retreated to assist in other ways, by teasing her own nipple as she watched the vampire closely.

 

"So. Drink."

 

Rommi tried to imagine what it felt like. She tried to imagine what it must have been like, being faced with something so obviously lethal yet intoxicating that you had to partake in it no matter what, but failed. Her own pleasure-seeking was very risky, yes, but she was a professional. She would never forsake her own life for such things, unlike--

 

"Ah."

 

The tick had done it. She had jumped in. Rommi bit her lip as she saw her prey diminish at a rapid rate, vanishing into the droplet. She could no longer wait herself. Her hand was plunged deep between her legs. The scenario itself had been enough foreplay, and it and driven her far too close to the edge. It didn't take long until the stimulation of her inner walls let her orgasm, her pussy clenching hungrily at her own fingers and washing them with her juices.

 

Rommi simply laid there as she caught her breath. She didn't remove her fingers for a few moments, brushing idly against her walls until finally accepting that she was done for now. It was done. The minuscule drop had mixed in with her flowing juices. Whatever was left of the bloodsucker was surely gone by now, either washed away by the cum or stuck to the contracting walls. It would have been the end of her either way.

 

"Or maybe..."

 

Rommi brought her fingers back up to inspect them. They were slick with her own juices and didn't retain any signs of anything else. Not that that meant anything.

 

"Or maybe you're still here?"

 

Rommi's gaze lingered on her slick fingers, but for only so long. She was quick to suck them clean. All possibilities had to be eliminated. If the Order found out that she had let one of these creatures go, even a microscopic one, there'd be a hell to pay. She'd file the report in tomorrow. 

 

"Maybe it's a miracle that they pay me at all for this..."