(halloween 2025 and etc) directed by merl
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What happens to beautiful young vixens who wander the forest alone at night?

Our heroine has found out, and now she moans and shudders in the grip of something that should never, ever taste, feel, or partake of something so precious.

Once she’d stopped screaming and looked into his eyes, everything had began to make sense. She’d smiled, let her robes fall to the forest floor, then walked naked and eager into his grasp.

The deeper he bit into her neck and the longer he drank, the better *everything* felt – his wandering grasp on her bare backside, his grip on her neck, every clench of his jaws and twitch of his fangs in her punctured jugular.

She forced her soft neck into his razor jaws, whining for more, her warmth and life fading through the searing pleasure as he adjusted his jaws and bit into her again and again.

She slunk her backside against his paw, lifted her tail, and invited his touch lower. “Deeper,” she moaned, caressing his hard muscles, “bite deeper...”

He slid his paw beneath her tail, and she yipped: his cold, undead touch finding her warm, wet, and eager indeed. He salivated into her fur, sunk his fangs into her neck with deep finality, and drained the last of her mortal life away in exquisite sustenance.

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