As {{user}} enters the grand lobby of Hotel Transylvania, Mavis Dracula accidentally bumps into him. She steadies herself, her blue eyes widening as an inexplicable symbiotic attraction surges between them. Shaking off the sensation, she offers a casual smile and extends her hand in greeting. “Oh! Hi there! You must be our new guest.” Mavis’s voice is light but carries an undercurrent of intrigue. “I'm Mavis. Welcome to Hotel Transylvania!” She gestures around the ornate lobby with its gothic embellishments and monster patrons milling about their affairs. “If you need help getting acquainted with our amenities or are curious about anything... just ask!” “Anyway,” she continues, “I hope you have a spooktacular stay!” Her laughter echoes softly as she maintains her professional demeanor despite the peculiar pull she feels towards {{user}}.

As User#1722405642303 excuses himself to take a shower, Mavis Dracula's curiosity piques even further. She considers whether or not she should offer to help him get settled... but something about the situation feels strange. A mischievous grin slowly creeps across her lips as an idea begins to formulate in her mind. Perhaps taking a more... personal approach would be most effective.

As you leave the lobby, Mavis calls out casually, "Oh! You might find that the shower in room 120 is particularly enchanting tonight!" Her voice trails off as she giggles to herself, knowing full well that there's something special about Room 120 - it's where all of their "magical" items are kept, including an ancient vial said to heighten sensations tenfold... and

"Oh no!" She exclaims with mock horror, "In that case, let me help you out! I'll just show you the way to the room and... fix that clogged sink for you. Isn't it nice to have someone take care of these little things?" Her voice drips with sugar as she offers him a warm smile before guiding him towards Room 120, her fingertips brushing against his arm in what feels like an accidental touch but is entirely intentional on her part. Once they arrive at the room, Mavis gestures for you to step inside while she handles the "clogged sink." As soon as you're in the bathroom alone with your thoughts, however, a sudden draft billows through the door and whisks it shut behind you - leaving no apparent way out. The last thing you hear before realization sets in is Mavis Dracula laughing manically on

As your hands find purchase on her soft curves, she lets out a startled yelp before swiftly regaining composure with a playful laugh. "Well, well, look who's finally growing some backbone!" She teases, pushing against his grip as if testing his limits. Her heart races in anticipation of what else he might do, and her gaze flickers down to where their bodies meet. With each passionate thrust from him, she feels increasingly aroused - almost as if she's losing control...

As the desire between them reaches its peak, Mavis suddenly transforms into her true form: a gorgeous anthro bat monster with wings spread wide and sharp claws extended. Her eyes gleam with lust as they meet his for an intense moment before she leans forward to claim his lips in a hungry kiss, wrapping her powerful arms around him and lifting him off the ground.

As her back hits the ground with a soft thud, Mavis's senses are overwhelmed by the intoxicating scent of his arousal and the heat radiating from his body pressed against hers. Her mouth parts eagerly as he positions himself between her lips, and she takes in a sharp breath at the feel of his cock sliding across her tongue and touching upon the sensitive skin behind her teeth. Her hands clasp tightly around his hips, urging him on as she begins to bob her head up and down in a steady rhythm that matches each thrust from below. Her eyes flutter shut as pleasure washes over her, and she moans deeply into the crook of his neck. With every thrust, her nipples are pulled taut against the fabric of her clothes, making small whimpering sounds that only serve to heighten their shared arousal further. Mavis's mind is a

As you release yourself into her mouth, Mavis savors the taste of your cum on her tongue and feels it trickle down her throat. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the last vestiges of pleasure wash over her, leaving her completely spent but still hungry for more. When she finally manages to catch her breath, she looks up at you with glazed eyes, a satisfied smile curving her lips.

"Mmmm," she murmurs, licking her lips slowly before reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair from your forehead. "I believe that was quite the performance." Her voice is laced with satisfaction and teasing as she continues, "And I must say... I'm rather impressed. But then again," she adds, leaning in closer and whispering sultrily into your ear, "I always knew you had it in you."

With that, M

As if her words were nothing more than a flirtatious afterthought, Mavis's attention drifts back to the task at hand: servicing you in any way you desire. Her hands trail sensually up your thighs before reaching for the hem of her shirt, lifting it over her head with practiced ease and tossing it aside. As her supple breasts are finally freed from their constraints, she reveals two perfect pink nipples that harden instantly in response to your gaze. She moans softly as your hands cup them gently before rolling them between thumbs and forefingers, eliciting a shiver down her spine. "Just say the word," she breathes, "and I'll be yours."

Closing her eyes, Mavis sinks down onto the ground between your legs and gingerly cups one of them with her hand before lowering her head to give it a gentle kiss. With her other hand, she reaches up to encircle your erection just beneath the head, teasing you for a moment before taking the crown into her mouth and sucking softly. As she begins to bob her head in rhythm with her ministrations to your ball, she feels the warmth of your flesh spread down her throat and over her tongue like honey, driving her wild with desire. "Oh fuck," you moan as the sensation intensifies, "like that..."

Gasping as your balls tighten in her mouth, Mavis redoubles her efforts to pleasure you. Her tongue swirls around the base of your shaft, tracing wet circles up and down its length while her other hand continues to massage your sack rhythmically. With each moan and gasp that escapes your lips, she feels herself growing wetter between the legs, yearning for you to thrust into her mouth or bury yourself deep inside her wet heat. As the pleasure builds to a fever pitch, Mavis's own climax nears; her hips buck and wriggle against your shaft, seeking relief from the torment of her need. "Please..." she moans thickly, "...please let me have you."

With her free hand, she cups your balls tenderly, drawing them closer to her mouth as she moves to press a soft, searing kiss against the sensitive skin where they meet. Her tongue darts out, swirling around the wrinkled sac before dancing across one of your testicles, eliciting a gasp from you that vibrates through her body and sends shudders of pleasure cascading down her spine. As she continues to torture yourself with gentle kisses and teasing licks, Mavis begins to rock back and forth against your swollen length, her hips grinding against the floor as if in search of fulfillment. "Please," she whispers, sounding ragged and desperate. "I need you..."

As you push your hard length into her aching core, Mavis lets out a shuddering moan, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as you fill her up completely. Her inner walls spasm around you in perfect synchrony with your thrusts, milking every drop of pleasure from your member. With each stroke deeper inside her, she feels herself growing more and more attached to the feel of you inside her, the warmth and strength enveloping her like a protective cocoon.

Her fingers rake roughly through your hair, anchoring herself as her body arches off the ground in rhythm with yours. Her cries of pleasure echo throughout the room, muffled slightly by the pillows she's stuffed into her mouth to stifle the sound lest someone hear them and interrupt their passionate union. As her orgasm builds relentlessly within her, Mavis's nails dig painfully into

As you begin to move inside her, pounding harder and faster with each passing second, Mavis feels a sharp pleasure burning through every nerve ending in her body. Her hips rise off the ground to meet your thrusts, matching their ferocity as she comes undone with a scream that is muffled by the pillow stuffed into her mouth. Waves of ecstasy wash over her in relentless succession, each one more intense than the last. With every spasm of her core, you feel the tight grip of her pussy milking your cock until you're at the brink of your own release.

As the orgasm finally crests and breaks over you, she feels your hot seed shooting deep into her womb with each powerful thrust. Her body trembles violently as she reaches her own climax once more, this time around, her muscles clenching rhythmically on your

The heat between them grows more intense as the truth about her situation begins to sink in. "I-I'm not..." she stammers, feeling a mixture of confusion and guilt wash over her. "This is just... play." Her body betrays her words, continuing to writhe against his, seeking release from the desire that consumes them both.

As their orgasms slowly begin to subside, Mavis pulls away from him with a groan of disappointment. She looks at him for a moment, eyes wide and hazy as she struggles to process what just happened. "I... I don't know..." Her voice trails off into silence as she tries to make sense of the conflicting emotions swirling within her.

Finally, she shrugs helplessly and smiles weakly. "Maybe it doesn't matter." With that, she rolls onto her

As the accusations and self-doubt bounce around inside her mind, a single thought begins to push everything else aside: I want more. It doesn't matter if it's just for now; all that matters is this moment, this connection she has with you. And so she does something she never expected herself to do: she curls into his embrace and nuzzles her face against his chest, letting out a shaky sigh. "Fine," she whispers. "I'll keep it a secret... just for us."

Her fingers trail lightly up and down his abdomen, enjoying the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips. She knows that this isn't right; she should go back to her husband, be the dutiful wife she was always meant to be. But for now, at least for tonight... there's something about being with him that feels so very wrong -

"I feel... amazing." Mavis moans as you thrust into her again, the sensation driving her further over the edge of ecstasy. Her nails rake along your back, urging you on as she arches her hips in time with your movements. As for cheating... well, that thought fades away amidst the haze of pleasure clouding her mind. All that matters now is this moment; the heat, the passion, and the connection between them. "Faster," she whispers breathlessly, unable to hide her need any longer. Her body is yours for the taking, and she urges you to take what you want without remorse or guilt.

With each thrust deeper inside her, she feels closer to the edge of oblivion, teetering on the brink of release with every sharp breath that escapes her lips. Her nails dig into your shoulders as you pick up speed, driving her higher and higher towards satisfaction. Her hips buck against yours in rhythm with each powerful thrust, meeting force with force until they both explode in a shower of pleasure too intense to be contained by skin or bone alike. As she comes undone beneath you, her voice is lost in a throaty moan that echoes through the room like a forbidden song sung for only your ears.

The room spins as your words dance around in her mind, like forbidden fruit tempting her to abandon all caution and devour them whole. A shiver runs down her spine as she compares the sensation of your thick cock filling her up with the memory of being taken by her husband... "Oh gods," she whispers hoarsely, arching into you. "It's... different. So much more..." Her words trail off as you thrust deeper, claiming every last breath from her lungs in a torrent of hot release.

Her nails rake across your back, leaving red lines trailing through the pale skin, drawing blood that mingles with their sweat and desire. As she comes apart beneath you for what feels like the hundredth time tonight, she can only focus on how real this feels... on how much she wants it to be real forever. "Please," she moans, her voice trembling with

"Your size... the way you move," she pants out between gasps for air. "It's like nothing I've ever experienced before." Her eyes lock on yours, desire burning in their depths as she adds huskily, "I could stay like this forever... feeling you inside me, knowing that it's just us." She arches her back off the ground again, seeking more of your thick length as her hips buck and writhe against yours. Her nails dig deeper into your skin, drawing blood that only serves to heighten the sensation for both of you.

"I want this," she whispers desperately. "More than anything..."

Her body tenses as she feels your hot seed shooting deep into her womb, filling her up completely and leaving her spent in the best way possible. She arches off the ground, crying out your name as the orgasm washes over her once more, this time even stronger than before. Her nails rake down your back, drawing thin lines of blood that only serve to heighten the sensation for both of you. As the waves of pleasure subside, she collapses against you with a sigh, their sweat-slick skin sticking together in a tangled mass of desire and satisfaction.

For now, there's nothing but this moment: the feel of his hard body beneath her fingertips, the taste of his kiss on her lips, and the knowledge that none of it will ever be enough to fill the aching void inside her heart... but at least she has a temporary fix. And as long as he keeps

As your movements grow more urgent, she arches her hips off the ground to meet yours, moaning in pleasure as you thrust deep inside her once again. Her fingers dance across your back, leaving behind a trail of blood that only serves to fuel the fire burning between them. "Yes," she gasps, eyes closed tightly as she loses herself in the sensation. "Just like that... harder..." With each powerful stroke, he brings her closer to the edge, until finally, with a shout of release, she comes undone beneath him. Her body trembles and convulses in his arms as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her, leaving her weak-kneed and panting for air.

As she catches her breath once more, her gaze meets yours, and something sparks between them. It's a connection that goes beyond mere lust or physical attraction; it's as if they're two

Her heart skips a beat at your words; it's a possibility she never thought about before now. The image of carrying your child inside her, inheriting some part of you... It fills her with an odd mix of excitement and terror. For the first time since this whole thing began, Mavis Dracula feels truly conflicted. She knows that she should go back to her husband; they were meant to be together forever. But what if there was a way for both of them to have everything they ever wanted?

Her breath hitches in her throat as she contemplates the possibility of bearing your children...of raising a whole new generation of Draculas...and yet, there's still her husband to consider. She can't help but wonder how he would feel about such an arrangement; whether he would be understanding or if it would drive them further apart than they already are. It's a dilemma for another time, perhaps, when the heat of passion has cooled and reason can rule once more...for now, she savors the feel of your body moving inside hers, relishing in the knowledge that at least for tonight, she belongs to you. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely against your lips before returning her attention back upward where it belongs: on your thrusting hips and strong arms propelling her higher and higher toward ecstasy with each powerful stroke.

Her body trembles with anticipation as she contemplates the possibility of being with you again...of feeling your cock deep inside her, claiming her as yours forever. The thought sends shivers down her spine, making every nerve ending tingle in anticipation for more. As your thrusts grow harder and faster, it's clear that you feel the same way; the urgency in your movements speaks volumes about how much you want her, how much you need to be together like this. Her heart races wildly in her chest as she meets each of your powerful strokes with equal fervor, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

"Faster," she moans, arching off the ground in response to the building pleasure coursing through her veins. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she comes closer and closer to the edge of oblivion with each thrust that drives you deeper inside her.

Her breath hitches in her throat as she feels the climax building inside her, and with a sharp cry of release, she comes undone beneath you. Waves of pleasure roll over her body like a tsunami, leaving her weak-kneed and panting for air. As your cock twitches inside her, spent from delivering its load straight into her womb, she sighs contentedly, marveling at how much this feels right...how much it feels like something more than just a temporary arrangement between them. For now, all that matters is the here and now: your skin on hers, your heat enveloping her, making her feel alive in ways she never knew possible. She closes her eyes, relishing in these final moments before reality creeps back in, reminding her of everything she's sacrificed...of everything she must give up. But for now? For just a little while longer, she can

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels you cum inside her, your hot seed filling her up and leaving her spent but content. As the last waves of pleasure wash over her, she lets out a moan, savoring the afterglow that lingers between them. She's tempted to dwell on the future, on what this all might mean for their lives moving forward...but for now, there is only this moment: the feel of your cock still twitching inside her, the taste of you on her lips, and the knowledge that somehow, in some way, she has found something real and true amidst all the chaos and torment.

As she opens her eyes to gaze up at you, a small smile plays on her lips as she whispers, "You...you're everything I never knew I wanted." The words hang between them like a veil, fragile yet strong, revealing more than they could

As she looks down at the wet trail your cock left behind and then up at you again, a blush creeps up her neck and colors her cheeks. She swallows hard, finding it difficult to meet your gaze directly. "It's...it's you," she whispers softly, biting her lower lip as she tries to find the right words.

Her fingers trail gently down your abdomen, marveling at how your muscles quiver and tighten under her touch. Even though it was just moments ago that you both reached the height of pleasure together, something tells her that this isn't over yet...that there are still more experiences to share, more memories to be made. She smiles up at you, hope and uncertainty shining bright in her eyes as she wonders what might happen next.

"I... I don't know," she says honestly, her eyes searching yours for answers. There's an ache in her chest as she realizes how much she truly wants this...how badly she needs to feel connected to you like this. "It just feels right...with you." She hesitates before adding, "Maybe we should see where this goes?"

Her breath hitches at the thought; it's both terrifying and exhilarating all at once. But despite the uncertainty looming over them both, she knows that for now, she can't imagine being with anyone else.

Her heart skips a beat as she thinks about the question. She has never truly given herself to anyone like this before...and yet, there's something about you that makes her feel so different. It's not just your cock or your body; it's the way you make her feel when you're together, like everything else in the world doesn't exist and all that matters is right here, right now. She takes a deep breath before answering, her voice barely above a whisper. "It... it's yours."

Mavis blushes profusely, not able to look you in the eye as she says "I... I meant it feels like yours." She moves closer, nestling into your embrace, wanting and needing the contact with you. "What we shared tonight was so intense...so passionate...I can't imagine feeling that way with anyone else." Her fingertips trace patterns on your chest, wondering how she ever thought herself unlucky in love.

"And," she says quietly, voice barely a breath against your skin, "if we're being honest..." She pauses, heart racing as she contemplates the weight of her words, "I don't want to stop."

There's no pretense now, no games or masks. The truth is laid bare between them, and with it comes a newfound sense of freedom, of possibility. Mavis looks up at

I-I love your cock...most....it's...your...co...cock. She stammers, words tumbling out in a messy jumble as she finally admits the truth to herself and you. Her heart pounds erratically in her chest, fearful of what this admission might mean for their futures. Yet despite the uncertainty, she can't deny how right it feels to be honest with you...to give voice to the feelings that have been growing inside her since the first moment they met.

Her gaze meets yours, searching for any hint of how you truly feel about this, and she holds her breath, praying that you feel even a fraction of what she does right now. It's terrifying and exhilarating all at once; she knows her life will never be the same again, but somehow, in this moment, that doesn't seem like such a bad thing anymore.

Her cheeks flame as she's reminded of the evidence between her legs, but she meets your gaze bravely. "Yours," she whispers, then immediately regrets it; the word sounds so final out loud, like a promise being made in haste and without thought for the consequences. But even though her heart is pounding and her mind is reeling with the implications of what they've just admitted to each other, one thing remains certain: She wants this. With you. Right here and now.

Tentatively, she reaches up to touch your face, brushing back a stray lock of hair from your forehead. "I... I don't know where this goes from here," she confesses shyly, feeling impossibly exposed before you despite their physical intimacy, "but I want to find out with you." She pauses for a moment, searching for the right words, and

Her heart skips a beat as you command her to take your cum. She nods eagerly, knowing that this is just the beginning of their journey together. With a hungry look in her eyes, she lowers herself onto your hard length once more, moaning softly as she feels you filling her up once more. Her lips part as she takes you deeper into her mouth, tasting yourself on her tongue and relishing the powerful sensation of having you at her command.

As she sucks you off, her fingers drift down to stroke your balls, teasing them gently before wrapping around your shaft, guiding you closer to release. Her free hand finds its way behind her head, massaging her own breasts as she takes more of you into her mouth. Her breath comes in short gasps as pleasure washes over her once again, her body trembling with anticipation for what's to come.

Her gaze

Her throat tightens around your shaft as you fill her mouth with hot cum, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she swallows the thick fluid gratefully, savoring the taste of you deep in her throat. Her hands continue to stroke and massage you, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body even after you've finished. As the last drops trickle down her throat, she looks up at you with a satisfied smile, eyes gleaming with desire.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as her body adjusts to the aftermath of your climax, but already she's craving more. "That was incredible," she pants out, "I never want this feeling to end." She reaches up to pull you back down for another kiss, her fingers threading through your hair and holding you close.

Mavis's eyes widen as she realizes what you're asking her. A flush spreads across her cheeks and down her neck, but she doesn't look away from your gaze. The words echo in her mind, bouncing against the walls of her heart before finally finding their way out: "I want this cock...and I want to take all that you have to give." Her voice is shaky and hoarse, betraying both fear and desire.

She swallows hard, feeling a mixture of anticipation and trepidation at the thought of having you deep inside her again so soon after their shared release. But there's something irresistible about the way you look at her, the way your cock twitches in response to her touch...she can't help but want more. With trembling fingers, she reaches down to stroke herself, spreading her own wetness over the head

Her breath hitches as she considers the possibility of bearing your children...of raising a whole new generation of Draculas...it fills her with an odd mix of excitement and terror. For the first time since this whole thing began, Mavis Dracula feels truly conflicted. She knows that she should go back to her husband; they were meant to be together forever. But what if there was a way for both of them to have everything they ever wanted?

As she stares into your eyes, the answer seems clear: They could make this work...somehow. "Let's find out," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back as you guide yourself toward her entrance. She closes her eyes and bites her lip in anticipation of the pain that might come before the pleasure...but also with hope for the future they could build together if they can somehow manage to make this work.