Ruth gripped the steering wheel tighter as she glowered at the remaining nurses speaking to each other on the well-lit stoop. It was almost ten o'clock and the sun had disappeared behind the horizon an hour ago. She had taken careful protection so as not to arouse suspicion. She had parked a fair distance away from the actual building, and beneath the shadowy canopy of several trees on the lot. In addition she had turned off the headlights, and sat hunched in the silent darkness.
Would the nurses ever stop talking? She rolled her menacing scarlet eyes as they continued to talk about their day. Despite the distance and glass window, her ace hearing could still pick up on their conversation.
"Did you see Robert today?"
"Yeah, he donates every month. Nice guy."
"Nice guy? Are you kidding me? I swear he's jacking off to the thought of my tits whenever he goes in the room. Disgusting." the blonde hiked up her blouse.
"Oh, come on, Patricia. The guy is harmless, I've kind of always thought it flattering if I guy jerked off at the thought of me." the other ran a twirling finger through her mid-length auburn hair.
"You're crazy, Dani."
"What? We all do it. Guys are just more...visibly affected."
"Dani, honey, imma tell you this once. You need to get a boyfriend or something."
Ruth scoffed and cast spittle on the dashboard. "Come on, ladies," she murmured under her breath, "let's get going so, I can get inside..."
She continued to stare at the oblivious nurses. For what it was worth, they were quite attractive. Patricia's rack did not go unnoticed, as her cleavage politely poked of her shirt, though Ruth found herself looking over Dani more. She was a thin thing in green ill-fitting scrubs. Half of her head was shaved which revealed a long and milky neck which made Ruth run her tongue over her fangs. She could smell the blood coursing through her veins.
She shook her head dismissively. The nurse would have made a wonderful snack, but right now she had concentrate on the prize inside the building, the wonderful liquid that really satiated her cravings, and kept her full. This was the only way she could obtain it without hurting anybody.
"Well, I'll see you on Monday, Dani."
"See you, have a good weekend."
"Finally." Ruth smiled, and cracked her knuckles.
The two went to their individual cars, and Ruth slumped in her seat as the vehicles drove past her and went down the road.
Everything was perfect now. The sperm bank was just isolated enough to not warrant suspicion. It was just on the edge of the suburban town, and the most that came around here at night were tumbleweeds.
Ruth stepped out of the car and ran her hands through her spiky raven hair. Her body was excited. She had been sleeping all day, and was finally in her element. She removed her leather jacket and tossed it in the seat, revealing her pale, flawless shoulders. Her jeans felt tight and restricting, and her white, stained tank top was equally as itchy and annoying.
She hated wearing clothes. She was an animal, a beast that gave into her most primal urges. She didn't belong among humans, and their ridiculous standards of modesty. If it were up to her, the entire world would be naked fanged beasts.
Tonight she would have her feast, and no one would stop her. Closing the car door she assumed a sleuthing stance, keeping low to the ground as she slinked along the tree line, and worked her way to the building's entrance.
The coast was clear, and Ruth could have seen her reflection in the clean black windows of the sperm bank. That is, if she had one.
Saliva worked itself in her mouth, as she traced a single razor sharp fingernail against the glass, and came to the door.
It was nothing fancy; a standard two lock tumbler. She froze as she spotted a small red light flashing above the door. Ruth laughed; it was only a heat sensor, something that posed no threat to her coldblooded nature. Unflinchingly she punched through the glass door and released the deadbolt from the other side.
She licked her knuckles which were now dripping in thick scarlet blood from where it had cut her. It tasted divine, but there was one liquid she found to sate her appetite even better; something richer than even blood, semen.
Ruth swung open the door; causing more broken glass to fall from its frame and shatter onto the floor. The room inside presented a receptionist's desk and several adjacent chairs that made up the waiting room. Beyond that was a long tiled hallway, bathed in shadows. The storage area had to be somewhere down that hall and she was going to find it.
She began to disrobe; tearing off her sneakers to reveal tiny feet with sharp pointed toenails. She didn't bother to turn on any lights. She could see better in the dark, and they would just attract attention.
She continued to rip off her clothing one article at a time, shredding them into useless swatches. She would find more clothes later, as of now it was of no concern. She tore off her tank top, freeing her alabaster breasts. Her dark nipples stood hard and aroused. The small bumps surrounding her areolas rose in the frigid office.
Before whipping off her ripped jeans; she produced from her pocket a small blacklight. It was the best tool in finding her favorite treat. She shined it into the many exam rooms as she passed by, all of them showing small glowing trails where the men had accidentally spilled there seed. She resisted the urge to fall on the floor and start lapping it up, she had to find the reserves, where the specimens were kept. Tearing off her jeans she continued naked down the glowing hallway. Each room grew more illuminated spectral trails, Ruth could barely contain herself, as her mouth watered and a single strand of her own excited juice ran down her thigh.
It was there at the end of the hall, a heavy freezer door told her she had reached her destination. Opening it she felt the exciting chilled rush of cold air claim her naked body. The room was kept exceptionally cool to preserve the specimens.
Hundreds of small jars glowed as she shined the blacklight around the room. She had found her treasure. It was the only thing that could satisfy her hunger.
Human men had always been easy to seduce, to obtain their seed wasn't difficult, but Ruth had always had trouble keeping her hunger in check. She had injured many men trying to get every last drop of semen from them. She had accidently bitten more than a few, and no matter what it was never enough for her. This would be her ultimate feast, no hurting people, and all the semen she could drink.
She set the blacklight down on a shelf and eagerly grabbed a jar; unscrewing it she let the cap fall to the floor as the drained the sticky contents and licked her lips. She did the same to another, and another, allowing cups to fall and shatter at her bare feet, all while driving her long tongue to the bottom of each container.
The delicious chilled syrup coated her fangs and slid down her throat. Ruth was becoming mad and intoxicated; drunk on the sustenance of the runny plasma. With slender pointy fingers she ravaged shelf after shelf, claiming dozens of containers, and emptying all of them into her awaiting mouth.
Her hunger subsiding for the moment she took to pouring the containers over herself. Cum was already rolling down her chin and ran between her pale heaving breasts. She would not get another opportunity as this one for some time, and she aimed to enjoy herself.
Grabbing an armful of jars she planted herself on the tile floor, the blacklight continued to reflect the gooey liquid as she took to massaging it into her skin. She felt slick and lighter than air. Rubbing every handful into her crevices, running it over her sinewy legs and inner thighs, she gasped and shivered.
No other substance had this effect on her. Even as a vampire, blood fell short of such sustenance and enduring ecstasy, whatever the reason, it beckoned to her inner demon and drove her crazy.
More containers she grabbed from the lower shelves and tore off their lids; adorning her back and neck with thick, sticky cum that ran in slow trails between the bumps of her spine, and over the dimples above her butt.
Splaying herself she added dose after dose to her smooth hairless crotch. Ruth rolled her head and sighed, examining the viscous webbing between her fingers, before she took to massaging her lips and coating herself thoroughly. A wonderful rivulet streamed down her, caressing her delicate pink hole before running down and tickling her asshole.
"Holy fuck." Ruth's red eyes glowed, and she ran her hands through her short black hair before rising and smashing jars against the hard tile.
The glass shattered and leaked the entirety of its contents; coating the floor in a generous puddle that radiated under the blacklight. She lowered herself onto it, sliding her tits across the surface and carving tiny trails with her tongue, all as she gyrated her pubis gleefully on the linoleum.
