Alice tried to keep her head down as she walked along the crowded school corridor. Two and a half minutes. She’d timed it, day after day, measuring exactly how long she needed to stay out of sight. To avoid being noticed by her. This was the only time of day that their paths crossed; on the way from Home Ec to Math, there was a risk, a chance that she’d be seen… but Alice had taken precautions. Her hoodie was loose and baggy, and she’d pulled the hood up in an effort to obscure her face. Practically invisible to everyone else, all travelling in groups and paying attention to their own conversations, she slipped between them, trying to stay unnoticed. She kept pushing her glasses up her nose, eyes darting around nervously. Two minutes now. She only had to avoid her for two minutes-

“Hello, darling,” a soft, breathy voice cooed from just behind her. Fuck. Alice hadn’t even heard the girl coming! It was almost like she was… well…

Supernatural.

Alice turned slowly and, trying not to betray a hint of fear, locked eyes with Megan Dusk. The girl was the full package; light blonde hair pulled back into a high ponytail, piercing grey eyes set in a flawlessly made up face, all of which was balanced on top of a body that would have been difficult to ignore under three layers of winter clothing, never mind the black and grey cheerleader outfit her D-cups and bouncy bubble butt were packed into. She flashed Alice her most dazzling smile, and the girl felt her legs weaken. She had to stay strong, couldn’t let her win.

“M-Megan,” she acknowledged the other girl’s presence, but other than that tried to keep her expression blank.

“Alice, how are you, my love?” the gorgeous girl stepped in closer, and Alice’s breath hitched.

“Better since I quit cheer practice, thank you,” she replied, stepping smartly backwards, keeping Megan at arm’s length.

“Really? I’m so sorry to hear that, dear,” Megan kept smiling and kept stepping forward, forcing Alice back.

“And to think, you were so excited when we first invited you! What happened to that enthusiasm?” A mock frown now, and Alice couldn’t help feeling just a little bit bad… she shook her head. Fought the feeling down.

“I’m… I’m not coming back,” Alice tried her best to sound defiant, and to her surprise she actually did. She took another step back.

“What you do… it’s evil! It’s not right!”

Megan laughed softly, and took another step. The hall was emptying out now, people heading into classrooms for the next period.

“Evil? As I recall, you were such a lonely little thing before we found you… eating your lunches by yourself in the bathroom, spending all your nights alone with those trashy romance novels… we gave you friends. We gave you a chance to be one of the popular girls. And we made so many good memories together… you really think we’re that evil?”

Alice squeezed her eyes shut. It was true; two months ago, she’d been friendless, trying every day to convince herself that she wasn’t bothered by her constant isolation. And to then be suddenly invited onto the cheer squad… it had made her so happy. But the price she’d had to pay was too high.

“You’re a monster!” she shot back.

Megan smiled again, and ran her tongue across her teeth. Across the twin fangs which protruded down from the roof of her mouth.

“Maybe in the technical sense, but I’m not monstrous, per se… no more than you, anyway.”

Alice gulped, and subconsciously poked her tongue upwards, feeling the smaller, less developed fangs that had been her reward for joining the cheer squad.

It had happened at a sleepover, the first Alice had been to since elementary school. She’d only been on the squad for a few days, but Megan had already invited her and all the other girls around to her big house in the suburbs, something Alice had been so excited about…

She’d thought it would be just like in the movies; talking about boys, watching movies, sharing intimate secrets… but as soon as she walked through the door, Megan had pushed her against a wall, and whispered something in her ear. Whatever it was, it had turned the next few hours into a blur, as whenever Alice tried to remember it, all she could recall was a distant, blurry image of the other girls pinning her down, a palimpsest of moans and whimpers as she was kissed one after the other, roughly and then gently, sweetly and then passionately, clothes being shed as what little of her mind was still aware of her surroundings became consumed by pleasure… there was only one point she could specifically remember. Megan had been gently lapping her tongue around Alice’s nipple, sending pulses of pleasure through the girl’s inexperienced body, before trailing kisses up to her neck… and then, a moment of excruciating pain as Megan’s fangs sank into the soft flesh of her neck, followed by a swift descent into darkness…

As Alice recalled this, she realised what the gorgeous cheer captain was doing, but too late. She’d zoned out as she’d continued backpedalling, and all of a sudden Megan was pushing her against a locker, hands darting up and taking hold of Alice's tits, setting her knee between her shaking legs and gently pushing against her soaked crotch...

"You've been holding back for far too long, haven't you my darling?" Megan whispered, and Alice shuddered. She'd been trying to keep her at arm's length for precisely this reason. Megan's voice was always pleasant, but when she poured it into your ear, right up close, it was like sweet poison, fogging your mind and sapping your free will.

Her voice had, somewhere buried deep down, the DNA of the typical breathy, high-pitched valley girl bimbo cadence you’d expect if you took a passing glance at the girl in the street.
But Megan didn’t speak that way. She kept her voice low, and wasn’t prone to shrieking; rather, she spoke in a soft, intimate tone, one that begged you to come in closer so she could talk your ear off about something magical, something unspeakably wonderful…

"All those desires we gave you, coursing through that unprepared little body... how have you been coping, my love? My dearest one and only?" Megan continued to coo into her ear, rendering Alice totally helpless as the corridor completely emptied, while her rebellious body reacted to Megan's attentions. In the weeks since she'd left cheer practice, she'd found her new cravings slowly spiralling out of control. And not just the need for blood that was to be expected; while she found herself licking her lips whenever she saw a particularly juicy looking neck, it was frankly the least of her problems.

"Oh, my! What a mess you are!" Megan giggled, as she pulled up Alice's hoodie, right there in the corridor, and saw what had caused Alice to cover her own rather impressive body with the baggy hoodie; her nipples, hardened by a near constant state of anxious arousal in their owner, stuck brazenly out through a bra and t-shirt, and Alice knew that if her hoodie was any tighter, they'd be visible through that too.

"And let's see about down low..." Megan pulled Alice's grey sweatpants down to her thighs, and coughed a little at the powerful waft of pussy juice that followed them. For the first time, the girl seemed almost shocked; Alice was wearing three pairs of thick briefs, but she'd soaked through every single one, and a small stain had been forming on the crotch of her sweatpants.

"Wow... I have to say Alice, I'm impressed. I've seen some strong reactions to the turning before, but this is on another level… have you even been able to cum since you left the squad?” Alice’s embarrassed silence spoke volumes. Megan laughed softly.

“It’s ok my dear, don’t worry! Of course you can’t make yourself cum on your own! I think it just shows that you belong with us… with me," she smiled, tracing a finger over the surface of the layers of thick cotton around Alice's drooling pussy.

"I... ngghhh... do not..." what was meant as a defiant shout was instead a timid whimper, as Alice felt her resistance dissolving, not even attempting to push Megan off her, seemingly content to be touched and teased by her.

"I'll tell you what, my dear darling Alice..." Megan licked her lips, flashed her fangs again.

"I'm going to keep groping you... and you're going to keep pretending you don't want me to... but while I'm here, I'll do a little cheer practice, just reciting one of our chants... maybe you'll even remember it, honey?"

"No... oh my gg-god please don't..."

"Mmm, it's ok Alice, you don't have to join in... unless you want to come back..."

Alice knew she had seconds. Once that chant started, she was done. She had to shove Megan, and make a break for it. But before she could even start, Megan pushed against Alice's clit again, seeming to relish the pathetic mewling noise her victim produced.

"1, 2, 3, 4..."

"N-nooo... please...

"5, 6, 7, 8..."

"B-b-biting... oh god..."

"Oh, you do want to join in! Hooray! I knew you'd come around, my love... once more from the top! 1, 2, 3, 4!"

"M-my mind is blank, I think no more..."

"5, 6, 7, 8!"

"Biting necks is really great!" Alice squealed, her voice cut off as her head was pushed back, Megan's lips locking with hers while she slipped two fingers into her panties and then into her aching pussy...

Alice reciprocated, kissing Megan hungrily, her lips on fire as they received the attention they'd been missing since she quit cheer practice. Fuck. There was no way she could resist. Megan had her wrapped around her little finger. She was going to give in, she had to, Megan had totally beaten her…

And just like that, she stepped backwards, their lips parting with a smack as the edge of the apocalyptic orgasm Alice had been building up to was cruelly snatched away.

“Oh, I have missed those lips of yours, sweetie…” Megan wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and then retrieved her phone from god-knows-where on her skimpy outfit.

Alice simply stared, stunned and disappointed at how quickly her resistance had been demolished. Just over two minutes of exposure to Megan and she’d been willing to give up everything… anything for her…

Megan didn’t seem to notice Alice’s distress, as she was busy using her phone’s camera to check her makeup (all the girls on the cheer squad had to do that too; a mirror was useless, for obvious reasons).

“Oh, my! Look what you did to my makeup, you bad, bad girl...”

It took Alice a few seconds to even register the slight imperfection. Megan’s makeup was immaculate, despite the forcefulness of the past thirty seconds, except for a slight smudge at the edge of her ruby-red lipstick. Alice felt a little embarrassed; she couldn’t see what she looked like, but she could guess that she was a total mess.

“This won’t do at all…” Megan reached up, placed a single, perfectly manicured nail on her lower lip, and dragged it down, making the red smudge much more noticeable.

“There we go, now that’s a good conversation starter, if anyone asks I can tell them all about how I was making out with sweet, nerdy Alice in the corridor,” she giggled, and stepped in close before Alice could reply.

“Let’s get lunch together today, ok? I’ve missed you so much, and I think the best way to rekindle our love is over a nice meal. Meet me in the art block, at 12:15,” and with that, she was away, striding down the corridor as if nothing at all had happened.

Alice was torn between a desire to collapse to her knees and weep, head to the ladies room and vainly attempt to make herself cum to clear her head, and run after Megan to beg for another kiss. She didn’t end up doing any of those things; reality made a rare and unwelcome intrusion into the fog that Megan put over her mind, as it occurred to Alice that she was several minutes late for Math.

“Fuck…” she whined, pulling her top down, and pulling her hand out of her panties, barely aware that it had even dipped in there in the first place.
It was gonna be pretty hard to concentrate for the next hour...