This is a wee series I started on substack, before I left there and drifted away from interacting with the world. I liked them, and (I think) they were popular. So, here we go!
(Image alt text: A stylistic, black and white image of a vampire bat woman.)
“Succumb to my devil vagina magic!” Shouted the naked woman as she ran down the street, the wind and rain not bothering her at all.
The suited guy she was chasing ran like his life depended on it. It didn’t, but he didn’t know that.
“Sonya! Stop scaring the locals!” Lilith stepped off her porch to watch how far Sonya would commit to the bit. It was cold as fuck, but watching the young guy run off with his coat flapping brought a very welcome smile to her face.
Sonya slowed and stopped after a couple of minutes, and Lilith took pity on her, walking up to her to offer Lilith the housecoat she was wearing. Neither of them were spring chickens any more.
“What’d they do this time?” Lilith asked as she draped the coat over Sonya’s already shivering shoulders, from rage or cold, Lilith couldn’t tell.
“He was tryna convert me, Lil!”
Lilith chuckled at how earnest Sonya could be just moments after existing on pure rage. Then she sighed. It was the fifth time this month those arseholes had been around. Her hope that they would give up was waning. She didn’t want to admit it, admit that her quiet voice was right, but that was looking like wishful thinking; the big corp types weren’t easy to shake. “We need a plan.”
“I have a plan,” Sonya countered.
“And just how much longer can you run off after them without getting arrested for indecency or something?”
They reached Sonya’s house, the door standing open revealing Sonya’s still warm, freshly discarded clothing on the floor. Sonya picked up her clothes, dressing while Lilith shut the door and fussed a bit with the cushions. “I think I’m getting fitter from it, actually,” Sonya chuckled.
“I’m happy for you,” Lilith said, stopping with the pillows. She put her hands on her hips facing Sonya, a pose she hated but still found power in. “But we still need a more long term plan.”
“Any ideas?”
A smile crept up Lilith’s face. “How much of that devil vagina magic you got left?”
...to be continued
